Pilgrimage of Heart – Final words

I do not remember how many times I have packed and unpacked my suitcase since…then this long pause in my mind to find the start day! When was it? I guess the first Major one was 28th October 1994, when I went to United States with one way ticket and heart full of hope to…

GATE GATE PARA GATE…

I am a delirious mysticKeep bettingwith the Big guy in skyKeep losingthe shadow garment to light.I sufferWhen I winI smileWhen I lose.I lose most of the time,When I put my hand in my pocketStrangely I always findA stone, or a seed,a marble or a leaf.How could it beWhen I am most vulnerable,I am the happiest…

Come back to Earth

Winter comes and you know its essence,... You sit by fire and drink your coco remember and let go. Sleep is full of dreams; the emptiness behind each story, Silent voice of soul points the less travelled path of heart With nowhere to hide. You look up, the colour of sky keeps changing and your…

Let’s die

Let’s die to all small and big emotions of unsafety, loneliness, hurt and betrayal, failure and suffering. There is no one’s fault, no image, no thought, no moment rises without being allowed, consciously or unconsciously by you. Someone wants to wake up, it feels hard to sit still, accept and let silence nurture the exhausted…

A note to readers

Dear beloveds, friends and readers I have been posting on this poetry blog since 2010. It has been a great journey into my heart, to let go of many untrue believes, to unveil and unblock, to taste and share the true essence. I am taking this blog to another level from today and apart from…

I am content

~The great songs always born from whispers of the heart, be a song of love and merge in twilight. ~ Wave after wave Love wants to fly above fulfilled flowers Blossom and praise. Life is no accident Those silent companions of night Binding her destiny intimately with roots of earth. Humans, in their noisy passion…

Two hearts

Breaks, it breaks, the song of a caged bird inside the forgotten breeze it breaks the silence; when the anticipation of my heart runs down the narrow path of discovery, and my feeling weave a net of “don’t touch me” around my breathing. Then, I know, all the new things come into life, fertile of…