On Stranger Tides

As the dhow swirled On stranger tides this monsoon's might failed to intimidate conquerors of the coast turned sons to slaves

The Song of the Sufi

Hazrat Lal Shabaz Qalandar (1177 - 1274) was a Sufi saint, philosopher and poet. Hazrat means His Holiness and Lal was for the red robes he wore. Shahbaz - King of Falcons, Qalandar - a sufi saint, poet, mystic, noble man. He preached peace and religious tolerance among Muslims and Hindus. His mysticism attracted people from all religions. A … Continue reading The Song of the Sufi

Shifting Words

shamelessly shifting words of syrupy campaign promises did you miss it? fret not you can catch reruns every five years

Time To Wake

time to wake your conscience long subdued by arrogance no better guide will you find neither in preacher nor any scripture

The God Particle

Out of curiosity I analysed God Particle by particle And I realised The Lowest Common Denominator Was... ...Me As it was In you In them In me I had The potential to be Him who I purportedly Worshipped And I could be The one who slays In His name And I had The freedom To … Continue reading The God Particle

Not Within, Nor Without

Blue Courtyard with cat on steps

Don't ask me if I love you Ask if I still love you Don’t ask if I still love you Ask if I will ever stop Don’t ask me when I loved you Ask me when I didn’t Don’t ask me when I didn’t love you Ask me if there will exist such a time … Continue reading Not Within, Nor Without

Another Man’s Grave

Standing in another man's grave Praying to another man's God Peace for another lifetime And another sun sets forever

A Poetic Pause

In this post, I will take a poetic pause. None of my poetry, but poetry nevertheless.. something a little different. I was reading this story and came across a beautiful video. Although I love music, I have not yet shared any of it here. This is a superb rendition of Amar Shonar Bangla ~ written and composed … Continue reading A Poetic Pause

Beyond Skies

unable to reach skies beyond skies crows in flight did admit the domain of the mighty eagle remains unconquerable by the feeble

The Look of Love

Love looks like yesterday The skipping rope cast away As recess ended in school And Travolta's eyes were so blue Those boys in flared trousers Like knights in shining armours When in discos we actually went to dance And books made us believe in romance You looked pretty enough in your own skin Not yet … Continue reading The Look of Love