A single flower; a drop of water

A single flower Placed on your feet Blooms my entire garden, My life, my Soul! A drop of water Poured at your feet Comes back as monsoon rains To quench the thirst of Parched lands My, Lord! Unable to imagine The quantum of reward When my life is placed At your lotus feet! I can … Read more

Size is nothing

You lead me, holding my hand Wherever I go. I feel your touch I see your foot prints Yes, I do. I may not sing your songs, But I hear your songs, In the air, in my soul, Everywhere, Yes, I do. I may not read your books Or roll your beads But, I know … Read more

Water, I’m

Was a floating fish in the pool of my mother’s womb, to start with Will end as a handful of sinking ash in any river or ocean In between life as a wild boar or mild Krishna, Horrific half lion and half man or pacific Sree Rama. I have passed through, still moving on. But, … Read more

The source and solace of my soul

Every wind that Knocks your door Is not a gale to smash your floor Every knock on your head Is not a tool to drill a hole, But, the moment a dry leaf drops You shiver! Dry leaves will certainly drop Even green leaves. All leaves and all trees Have to fall and you know … Read more

Tears

  Tears are not mere water molecules To be wiped off by a kerchief Or by your palm or finger. They are the visible symbols Of mostly pains and at times overjoy, Mostly, they are the silent sighs of sadness, Formed into clouds by inner pressure And got converted to tears. Tears are expressions Of … Read more

Hail the king

  The royal procession was moving in glory The crowd was waving and cheering. There was one man, his head in wrap Who didn’t look at the chariot or clap. Arrested and sent to jail He didn’t remove his veil He was brought to king’s court The throne remained vacant ‘Go to North, go to … Read more

A super- duper surgery

( subsequent to my cateract surgery) Only one eye is bandaged The other eye undamaged But, struggled to walk a few yards Surgery to the next ward. I hold the nurse’s hand not tight She is far beyond twice eight Kind she is, holds my hand tight I shouldn’t crush under her weight! Called my … Read more

Liberation, not annihilation

    “Agni, the annihilator, all powerful, Come closer and absorb me, in total. Wreck this wretched woman Who ditched her prime son The hands which threw him into water Should be burned first, the rest later, But destroy me totally, Agni, Leave nothing behind. Let another Kunthi be never born. The world should never … Read more