A Break From Poetry

As a child, I was sickly and weak. For some reason or the other, I had been through several different schools, though not due to misbehavior (!) All this made me an introvert and books were my best friends. At that age I simply knew I wanted to be an author like Enid Blyton. If only … Continue reading A Break From Poetry

Freedom Means…

freedom means the liberty to question without enslavement of answers freedom means breaking of bondage from belief it is praying with palms joined and praying with open palms freedom means everything freedom means nothing and being happy with it freedom is in music freedom is silence freedom means leadership without any followers freedom means repose … Continue reading Freedom Means…

Respect and Honour

There are those who guide beyond teaching Set you free with magical inspiration Respect and honour Those who relate secrets within stories Explaining mysteries of the unknown Respect and honour Those for whom teaching is not a profession But a scorching devotion Respect and honour *** Guru Purnima is day to celebrate those who teach … Continue reading Respect and Honour

More Than Words

I’d rather be the rhythm than the lyrics I’d rather be the paper than the ink I’d rather be the ears than the tongue I'd rather be the photo than the caption Recognise me through my deeds Rather than my vows Identify me with my smile Not my prayer May my utterances Be overpowered by … Continue reading More Than Words

dancing on a rainbow

dancing on a rainbow not a medley of colors but composed of seven notes creating infinite tunes where tear droplets of pain reflect joy to my delight, this micropoem happened to have seven lines :)

just one request

not an ardent advocate of prayer for the purpose of asking, as i bear flimsy conviction in discerning my best interests, except that one consistent request for a long time now, seems  like all i ever wanted was that one request i explained so very gently to ensure He comprehends at times i demanded like it was … Continue reading just one request

Speaking to God

when speaking to god all you need are seven notes and...you may even get a reply I would like to share this heavenly song called Man Kunto Maula. There have been several versions and here is one I recently came across during the celebration of Imam Ali's birthday. Pooja Gaitonde has taken this song to … Continue reading Speaking to God

The Myth of Me

When Poetry meets Myth

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

fingerprints of my words

my words leave their fingerprints indelible and uniquely mine if you tried you would recognise me only i write that way i sing as i alliterate pausing for the music, i question what appears mundane with precise, frugal phrases you, well... ... get the point my meek remarks hide a rage suppressed follow the pattern the … Continue reading fingerprints of my words