Bells will ring again

The mountain of fear
is out, set free, 
to unleash the fury 
in the lanes, by lanes 
upheavals of anxiety 
amidst collapsing faith, 
out to circumvent lives 
everything is down, 
shutdown 
but who will shutdown
the soul!
it will emerge stronger, 
evolving
discovering 
rediscovering 
the new I or you!
everything is down, 
shutdown 
but who will shutdown 
'the time'
it will flow, 
unscathed, 
carrying in its waves, 
all that come in its way, 
the transitory dirt
the viruses and bacteria.
bells will ring again 
roads will be manned again 
love will replace suspicion, 
deaths will be delayed
hopes will be myriad 
butterflies will play carefree
rainbows will be  sighted, 
in the sky or lives! 

Kamakhya 

Light

Steep road 
curves galore
the pain of walking,
so generic,
so much of commonality 
of being lost in the crowd 
still the energies gathered
and priorities made, 
consciously to show case 
all the instincts,
soaked in self-centeredness 
and I,me, mine! 
the traits of disqualification
made to qualify everything 
except goodness and warmth 
the road to conscience,
anyways 
always there, right there 
not being satisfied following 
the herd! 
the light amidst darkness,
may be there 
at the end of the tunnel 
or instantly in a craving heart,
in a surrendering soul 
or in a path sans ignorance.


Kamakhya 

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Impermanence

the trees
standing tall,
silent,
alone,
in the dark midnight,
Know,this time will pass away,
and the sun will embrace them,
after few hours
today's pain
looking solid,
actually is in a constant flux,
when seasons change,
emotions transmute,
society transforms,
the epicenter of sufferings,
still,
revolves around,
the propensity to cling on..
to hold on to everything,
a profusion of attachment!
seeing death all around,
disbelieving people,
don't accept 
they will die themselves 
for they see,
the transient nature,
of what they hold on to,now
for fear of future,
the end..
if hopes drive life
and faith drives hopes
letting go,
realizing everything,
simply flashes in and out,
of existence,
means a lot..
towards a summit of peace!


Kamakhya

 

 

Grudge

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If nothing has happened 
why something is still there
the confluence of whys
now and then 
making waves 
at times,violent 
the graphic equalizer of heart 
making too much buzz 
with the musings of hatred 
the strings of unforgiveness 
rising up, as never before 
if sometimes 
the soothing breeze before the rain
promises positivity 
some other times 
the intense humidity of mind 
sends those promises 
back to the farthest yard of heart 
a vagary of climate change 
for the heart and mind 
something in the middle of larynx
difficult to dissolve 
in the world of concretes 
with edifices of ego pride scornfulness
searching the hearts of wax 
is a journey towards futility
if painting the self 
with the colors of ego narcissism 
and  pomposity 
is that beautiful 
then why the colors 
will not look attractive also with them 
if the tags of pride disdain
are not unstitched from the mind 
how the saplings of forgiveness and love 
be planted in heart 
the disconnect to HIS children 
will never bring the connect to HIM!

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Twilight

the darkness has set in
before it is completely dark
the light slipping away,
from the horizon!
the painful uncertainty,
of waiting,
against a certainty of journey
the sinking confidence,
the mounting insecurities,
all started with,
the birth of wrinkles
a confluence,
of fear, anxiety, hopelessness
the so called freedom,
now in the lock up,
and individuality,
already jailed!
aching compromises..
now christened adaptability!
the stacked up tears
in the heart,
and longings,
in the deep swollen eyes,
trying to convey...
" please understand me..
the physical decline,
natural,may be a part of life,
but the moral decline,
by you all,
is not the art of life"
the living Gods,
living in obscurity
like an abandoned structure,
co-existing with new houses
I knew them long before,
in their youth
who gave everything,
to their offsprings,
who built the families,
the societies,
being the architects of values,
erudition,hopes, welfare!
or who kept everything ready,
for the posterity to enjoy 
more than they,
I want them to be loved,
understood,cared for..
for the twilight
is as universal and generic,
as life and death 
for hope against hopes
is also called hope!

			

Impermanence

the trees
standing tall,
silent,
alone,
in the dark midnight,
Know,this time will pass away,
and the sun will embrace them,
after few hours!
today's pain
looking solid,
actually is in a constant flux,
when seasons change,
emotions transmute,
society transforms,
the epicenter of sufferings,
still,
revolves around,
the propensity to cling on..
to hold on to everything,
a profusion of attachment!
seeing death all around,
disbelieving people,
don't accept 
they will die themselves 
for they see,
the transient nature,
of what they hold on to,now
for fear of future,
the end..
if hopes drive life,
and faith drives hopes,
letting go,
realizing everything,
simply flashes in and out,
of existence,
means a lot..
towards a summit of peace!