close to heaven

when i got close to heaven it appeared unfamiliar what is this place where i know no one and no one knows me for eternity

footmarks over time

if you draw the line someday it shall be crossed footmarks over time recognise no boundaries someday we shall erase borders (I am not so fond of borders, as you will see in my poem many borders)

An Empty Thought

An empty thought A blank picture Seem to be going nowhere Let them lead you Who knows You might create some magic (another old poem I found)

blurred expectations

'tis better to have blurred expectations than those blind to the truth perform always your best regardless of the fruit (some of my old poetry I came across)

vulnerable petals

created to be vulnerable petals of the sunflower blossom facing the sun just as our minds expand when lit with imagination

Here and There

I know I will get there I have no idea where there is All I know is I have to start from here

glass hopes

glass hopes to be as strong as iron while iron pines to reflect one's inner beauty though it may one day crack

The Last Page

I reached the last page of my diary Now I write on the night skies My words whistle through the wind And on every leaf of every tree Through eternal echoes You shall remember me

frozen faiths

do you expect frozen faiths to thaw leaden hearts when even god's perfection evolves, through each experience, within every essence stagnant beliefs decay minds

Pulse

the heart is the pulse of the body the drum is the pulse of the soul In yesterday's harmonium lesson, our teacher brought along his tabla as an accompaniment. They really enhanced the lesson and we had so much fun! I came across these videos which really bring out how potent the drumbeat can be: … Continue reading Pulse