the Seasoning

Did i hear the winter hath set in
With no heart, no heat within ?

Cold is the earth, yet there is warmth within
That still sprouts up,
The green leaves, and fiery pink buds
I want to melt,
So very softly into the mother earth;
Such that the sky is envious.

It didn't take me
When it had the chance.

These days Madaakini is slower
Fish are fast
To come near, to pick up my dough-balls
Till the rations last

Shoals are together
Unlike some genteel mankind
Like some kind men from streets
Sharing the warmth unabashed
With pariah-dogs.

Though being pulled apart by so many things,
Reminding myself again-
I can keep myself intact
That i do have wings.

And the love in air is whiffing softly
The ancient moors
Call off haughtily
Cries of longing
Whispering yamuna
Enigma
That surrounds
In Sunderbans
In Nidhivan
Flute that plays
The aching anklets
Ready to dance again
The Nityaraas.

Who you are ?

You are what you act,

You act what you think.

Here n now

Do you see any link ?

Why i ask?
Because you my dear
Are a very pleasing distraction
I'm flattered 

By your existence

So what, if even
every word ever said was a lie.

Or, rather, that every word, 

what was Unsaid.

Haha

That day i wondered

Difference among emotional tearing

And Sobbing, the crying,

And then i wondered 

About misty eyes in eve

Differences among

Those hearty bouts of belly laugh

and little pearls of innocent giggles, 

And of tinkling smiles, 

Of twinkling eyes 

 

And those tender moments

Of this momentary human life

Felt and unfelt, said and unsaid.

And those are the truths alone

For which we strive.

That is why I go into solitude so as not to drink out of everybody’s cistern. When I am among the many I live as the many do, and I do not think as I really think; after a time it always seems as though they want to banish me from myself and rob me of my soul and I grow angry. I avoid that as i go into solitude  :)

Hope i don't tumble.

Crisscrossed,
enmeshed
sorrow
and
happiness
up,
down
highs and lows
that's how life goes
walk,
run,
slow,
fast.
the minutes just tick past
forget not
live on
kick on
love on
laugh ton
bless ton
as long as life lasts.

And when the life ends

Soul standing at the fence

May it repent not

And be full of happiness.

This life is yours.
Take the power to choose what you want to do and do it well.
Take the power to love what you want in life and love it honestly.
Take the power to walk in the forest and be a part of nature.
Take the power to control your own life. No one else can do it for you.
Take the power to make your life happy.”
~ Susan Polis Schutz ~~

Yesterday evening i left early. Went to manadaakaini at raghuveer mandir for ganga aarti. Chilling cold wind. Warm soothing waters. Dark clouds up in the sky hiding the twinkling stars that were peeking-a-boo now n then. Slim thin anorexic crescent moon. Urged it to put on. Get chubby, hale and hearty. With big smile. On the face . In the heart.  Like us.
 :-)
Remembered you .
Sending much affection.
Love.