Silence!

I Lost My God

2011-08-26T21:55:00.000+05:30

I lost my god...... my dad......on the Janmashtami night..... He left us at the time of Krishna's birth..... I was sitting right in front of him..... but.... but.... he just left me and went away, without calling me to accompany him as usual..... my dad left me and went away, but I know I wont leave him......

Empty Vessel

2011-07-12T18:58:00.000+05:30

"Don't eat my brains OK?"

I shouted at her,

"Whats there to eat?"

She whispered huskily-

"Its an empty vessel"

Rich they are

2011-07-12T09:56:00.000+05:30

They change costumes-

Per hour,

Immensely rich they are,

But 'inherited' 'wealth'!

My god,

Still see the stable state of mine,

Naked-

Mother naked I am!

Forgiven Passion

2011-07-11T17:37:00.003+05:30

I am sorry if this looks vulgar.... If viewers feel so, I am at their disposal to remove this post.... I doubt whether I crossed the limits of decency..... But I never thought so while I scribbled the same....

I caressed and kissed at her toes,

Moved up to the knees and her singing thighs,

I stuck at her girdle, she shrank back,

My spending lips snuggled up to her lofty waist-

It caved in as if to great my thirsty stay,

I felt the flush of new born buds in her,

Streaming sparks stretched her seeking senses,

She stooped down, pulled me up to her subtle sweets,

Thick braid of her hair, breathing a gleam of hope-

Reached down with a rapture and wrapped up my face,

I swayed in swift at her surging waves,

I am tossed in to a trance, while she tilted my face-

Guided me to her floral lips gemmed with gasps,

I kissed with gentle sips to relish her wine,

Her flaming flaps fancied my heavenly free-fall,

With a gale of greed, I greeted her graces!

Reasons

2011-07-11T15:01:00.000+05:30

These are the reasons I lost her....

I chose her silence-

To listen her words,

And I closed my eyes-

To see her closer!

Little Kid

2011-07-11T11:12:00.000+05:30

Always she talks,

Boasts about her father,

But she knows not-

That I am-

Her great grand father!

What is hope

2011-07-10T23:39:00.000+05:30

That was what left as a hope for me....... A half opened door dictated me what is hope!

The hour-glass of my life-
Dribbled out in swift-
Seeing her leaving me-
Leaving all unsaid.

She left my floor-
Let the door half-opened,
What it was left there-
The half-opened door-left as my hope!

Caretakers

2011-07-10T23:33:00.002+05:30

Her eyes where moist,
Lips pink and soft,
Sun birds spotted her swift,
Darted from bloom to bloom-
To drink her nectar-
With at most care!

Fair winds and good chase!

I lost her-
In the excitements of their chase!

I love you

2011-07-10T17:10:00.001+05:30

I don't know when I died....
But she confirmed her truth as my death......
Anyway I liked it......

"The wounds which-
You inflicted-
Still bleeds-
But it hurts not-
Because I love you."

She smiled.

"Its my win,
If the wounds-
Yet not hurts you,
Its that you are dead,
Accept my truth-Bye!"

Disposable Head and Love

2011-07-10T16:19:00.002+05:30

She is sincere!
See, what she did…..
I should pay no? I paid….. I should not cheat her….
As she never cheated me… She cheated none for centuries…..

You displayed my head-
On your shoulder, dear?
And displaced now?

Had it been-
A disposable head, dear?
Then why cant it be a good deal?

I paid in the hands-
Of the tidings of your Time, dear!
I paid and bade you farewell.

I know, you have-
Many roads in your jungle, dear!
Not the doom, but your boon, dear!

Wingless Love

2011-07-02T08:51:00.000+05:30

I never tried to know what else she was..... But I loved her.......

Arguments seemed died-
In its own tracks,
What left as the rest-
A moist mystic continent!

I lost my wings-
In the winds of god,
Moreover I lost,
I lost her knowing eyes!

Wingless me,
Knowing restless not,
Again I nested-
I nested for my last Spring!

My pains-An Explosion

2011-07-01T22:54:00.000+05:30

I was not supposed to reach there that day and at that time..... I was amazed to see her there..... I never did act in the past..... But for the first time...... I did...... I never knew that I will go for it..... It was for the first time and I never knew.........

Coincidence it was,
I met her,
After many years,
After many years!

As usual,
She seemed conceived-
But this time-
Physically!

I was moved-
For the first time,
"Hello... Its you....
......Sree?"

"No....
I am not....."
She left,
I am lost.

I dragged-
My lifeless body out-
And threw it-
To the street....

"Hi......"
My eye balls moved,
Its her-
Right in front of me!

"You... Surya...?"
My answer was a reflex,
"No......Sorry....
I am not Surya...."

We both-
Had been together-
For five years-but-
Never talked.

We met after six years,
We talked-
For the first time-
And for the last time!

The Great Her

2011-07-01T00:58:00.000+05:30

I saw her never while she was in front of me..... A pair of my useless eyes no?
Same time she sees me.... sees me..... my god, she sees me.......

We are together,
She sees me ever,
But-
I saw her never,
Rather-
I saw her ever!

Injury

2011-06-29T10:00:00.000+05:30

Let me disclose the fact.... I cant hide my truth...... Sorry, if any feels hurt......

Everyday I repent,
I have to-

Repeating,
The cause of repentance
Is my style of repenting!

Inherent injuries!

Dont say

2011-06-23T09:12:00.000+05:30

Wont say... So don't say......
Not said means, never not known! So simple to go through!

Virgin waves wafted a vow,
Welcomed the waiter to wed,
West only the witness-
Twisted its window,
Womb less are the waves-
Wedded the coast!

Waves wont be wives-
Wind would say,
Waves are the whores-
Waves wont say!

Romance

2011-06-20T23:54:00.000+05:30

What a romance! Great..... A born blind wont know what is blindness....

Don't fool me man,
Its pity you-
Getting excited-
On Sun rise and Sun set.

Don't you know-?
That I am the genius?
Mind you-
I am blind!

Unwinding

2011-06-20T20:09:00.000+05:30

Its so funny........ But its so inevitable..... That is how it turns up!

I do hate-
Murmurs and whispers,
But now,
I do the same-
"Hey! I am here..."
Obviously-
To the pitch dark,

Unencumbered unwinding!

Gasp

2011-06-15T15:16:00.000+05:30

After a long gap…… I am here with a gasp!

Hell around-
Dirty tribes,
Beggars,
Labors, patients,
Stray dogs, pets and animals,
Crows and flies,
Worthless immovable,
Pity top and bottom!

But I love-
I love to be there-
Where nothing lives beyond me-
My make up room!

Digits

2010-05-19T12:46:00.000+05:30

One plus one?
Zero!

I am all alone-
Still in the same class,
Failed in math….

Miss

2010-05-19T12:44:00.000+05:30

I knew-

That I know,

And you knew-

That you only know!

Blind me

2010-05-19T12:37:00.000+05:30

……always I forgot,
To remind me-
That you are there-
But-
Within a body!

Kiss me

2010-05-15T21:39:00.000+05:30

She should kiss me-

As I kissed her twice,

She cheats me-

And kisses many,

My life I lived,

Dreaming her kisses!

Come, come and kiss me-

Kiss me once-

Receive me back-

Call me back,

You-

Cheater death!

Recognition....

2010-05-13T14:32:00.000+05:30

Previous night was stormy.... So I reached out to see the nature mimicking my inner... Suddenly I heard a cry.... I saw something falling down from the coconut tree... 2 'kids'.... I covered them with some cloths.... I am committed by nature to give the kids back to their mom.... I waited for her.... Today she came.... 14 long hours I was waiting for her.... She came running to her kids.... took them one by one by her mouth.... And went away to the safest haven..... But she never recognized me.... never looked at me..... But I am happy now, that my cam 'caught' her....

4 leg divinity

2010-05-12T12:41:00.000+05:30

I was the only dog seen on the way....
In the end I reached the hell....
But the inmates, say 2 or 3 people of my breed-dog-breed invited me,enlighten me.....
So now I am in the hell to see to it that the divine lot from 'heaven' should not 'enlighten' us to make it 'heaven' again.....

Devotees disclosed,
Dogs wont get beds,
I was fled away-
From their Heaven,
Straight towards the Hell.

I saw the name board-'Hell'
'Welcome to the Heaven'
I was led in,
'Its Hell no?'-I asked,
'No-it's Heaven!'

'But we named it as Hell,
Or else all those devils,
Might leave their Hell,
In search of this Heaven-
And will make it a Hell!'

I lost

2010-04-12T10:28:00.000+05:30

I lost what within,
Hosting sky knows in dark,
Where do I rest,
Waning Moon knows it better!

Words parted it's ways with me-
But bid farewell not,
Believe I loved them lot to live,

But words loved me to vanish!

My Disastrous End

2009-12-15T22:57:00.000+05:30

I am shattered. Today I am shattered. My violent death. Why 'Time' triggers nuclear explosions in my indoors I am not aware off. But to report this truth yet I remain is the worsted face of my fate!

I beg, dont go

2009-12-10T23:00:00.000+05:30

I never relinquished-

My grip on your hand-

Like a foetus attached-

By an umbilical cord.

You know,

I am disabled-

Dump and deaf-

With an amputated hand!

I beg don’t go-

Without the chocolates-

Which I brought for you-

Safe in my pocket!

If you love me

2009-12-09T11:45:00.000+05:30

Part-1

Look,

I assure you-

That I shall help you-

Whenever you feel-

The need of it,

I swear I shall help you!

Because I love you!

Part-2

And now,

Once you were in need-

I did it for you-

The way you couldn’t have dreamt,

The way you couldn’t have done!

I swear, see I did it for you!

Because I love you!

Part-3

Now go,

Wash out your hands-

In the running water and run away,

Look, it’s been done for you dear,

Again stabbing me why?

I beg, run away for god’s sake!

If you love me!

Center

2009-12-07T13:00:00.000+05:30

‘Naa-shuchir-brhmaa-keerthayeth’

The evergreen philosopher Sankara reminds the creatures who live with mind, that they are never supposed to live in the Center to execute any moves without inborn purity, regardless to any of the awarded classificatory status complementing the same philosophical approach with which they live.

Here let me interfere here:

The necessity of internal purity or chasteness seems to be elaborated as an eternal fact, but being it’s the experience or gift of the internal truth, it deserves to be conceived as an objectified reality of the eternal fact. So it’s a beautiful effort of the reality to experience the splendid fact and as the facts won’t be facts without coming face to face with the reality, at the intersections of the apparent juncture of manifestations.

Still the gravity of the whole theme only refers to the living objects which are there, with the self awareness that they are placed in the Center and they are the Creators of the Center!

The Writer Dog

2009-12-07T10:57:00.000+05:30

I swear, late now I am compelled myself to go for a clarification regarding this post about the usage of words as this work happened genuinely from the dirty platforms of my own impulsive thinking without the interference or influence of any manifested creative phenomena.

As usual in the dark,

The words weaved-

A web of spells and charm,

To conceal the greedy nerves-

Of their master’s exotic dance-

With the nocturnal creatures!

Where in the same darkness,

My words hurried-

In the graveyard of god,

To guard and greet-

The gorgeous funeral-

Of the god and his dad,

Along with this grateful dog!

Immortality

2009-12-06T23:35:00.000+05:30

I smiled at myself in the darkness-

While the bed refused my being,

My own outstretched fingers-

Raked across my face-

As if divined an impending disaster.

A pain issued from deep within-

Assured the breakage of the shell-

Which protected my core-

Led to the intimations of immortality-

Where the moon and stars stayed-

Never at an unrealistically high sky-

Instead my bed bore the celestial bodies,

Now accepted me as one among them!

Tran physical

2009-12-06T15:59:00.000+05:30

The slant of her wet eyes-
Ignited infinite fire,
Burnt every fabrics-
Of my drenched indoors,
But I reinvested me-
On the crest of-
Shrilling ocean-
And weaved a wish-
To share my shoulder-
With the vanishing rim-
Of her hushed up moon!

Lacking Longitude

2009-12-06T12:42:00.000+05:30

If I knew the worth-

Of your woolen cloths-

The way you know,

Then I wouldn’t have-

Wooed woefully!

Because I am worthless-

Enough to win you!

If you knew the worthless-

Life of mine-

The way I know,

Then I would have-

Pleaded you-

To hide me ever-

Deep in your silence!

I bow

2009-12-06T00:08:00.000+05:30

Whenever I revolted-

Against my own blood,

Silence blew up my world,

While my bold pulses-

Held a bud of pardon-

To bow in front of the glow-

Of the golden halo!

My apology!

Slough of Despond

2009-12-05T19:29:00.000+05:30

The clouds tumbled over each other-

As a mystical connotation of the sky,

Night seemed froze with surprise in store,

I broke free of the spell and ran to the door,

Rolling about on my mattress-

I rolled my eyes on heavenward-

Hardly tried to hold my tears back.

Storm of streak possessiveness incited-

Towards the edge of inborn insanity,

Unable to benumb the groaning-

Shudders of my desperate heart-

I buried the tombs of treasures-

To suspend the succession of a faint sensation!

Divine fruits

2009-12-05T19:13:00.000+05:30

All of your seeds-
Grown up to trees,
And the fruits are ripe-
Enough to obscure my vision!

Take care

2009-12-05T13:12:00.000+05:30

Once I got my vessel from the street-

Which you had left-

I picked it up,

I had to wash out the dirty mud-

But of the street-

Not of your hands!

While cleaning I knew-

Dirt can be washed out-

If its dirt-

But it’s a crack-

A crack-

With a widening gap!

Still restless

2009-12-05T03:19:00.000+05:30

Mom taught me-
To open the door of the portico-
Very early all the days-
To help the sun rise at ease!

Again she taught me-
To close the door of the kitchen-
After lighting a lamp-
To send the sun rest in sleep!

Those days I was restless-
same like now-
That I had to accompany him-
For he lives all alone!

Bubblegum

2009-12-05T00:51:00.000+05:30

I bought ice creams, sweets,
Cold drinks, fruits and biscuits-
For my sweetie,
She took the whole in her custody-
And taught me,
‘Come on louder,
Tell me ‘B’……’
I had to budge-‘B’,
She continued-
‘u-b-b-l-e-g-u-m-
Tell me what’s it?’
I answered-‘bubblegum’,
But she responded not,
Instead she was happy-
Enjoying ice creams.
Unknowingly I moved out-
Again towards the lift-
Repeating myself-
‘B-u-b-b-l-e-g-u-m,
Bubblegum’

I won

2009-12-04T23:14:00.000+05:30

I had an argument-

But with them,

Who took me to the north,

Where I deserve south.

For the first time I won-

My favorite south corner-

Beneath a biggest-

And oldest flowering tree-

Of the public grave yard!

Eyes of my eyes

2009-12-04T00:37:00.000+05:30

Once you reduced me to sobs-
I retired to your safest bosom,
Once your love stream swept my street-
I breathed your likes in to my life,
Once your eyes failed to wink at me-
My wings failed in the wind to fall on your lap,
I love you in silence dear-
To hear your tongue talk my words!

Made for each other

2009-12-03T00:10:00.000+05:30

It’s a bit late…… Though I marry today….. We both are brought up together…… So we decided to live together…… Both of us know each other well…… Same wavelength….

As they say, ‘Marriage happens in heaven’…..

We are made for each other….

A rare and perfect match…..

She is born for me…. So I live with her…..

I reached though late-

Reaping the harvest of my fate,

I trust you-my soul mate,

Don’t make me wait.

Oh my dear Ocean,

Touch me with your towering waves,

Close all the doors of the rooms,

For the first and my last night.

I am born to reach-

At your un reached depths-

To sleep safe at your lap,

Birth of the breathless death.

I drink water of the Ocean,

The best last drops of my life,

As if an infant on mom’s lap-

Suckling her blissful nectar!

My gifts

2009-12-01T23:25:00.000+05:30

Still I am a rat…….. then I am the ‘gifted’ dog!

A rat can understand
A rabbit at the good,
But never a rat can-
Understand the lion-
Where an elephant can!
The same ‘gifts’-
Makes a dog-
Bark at the Moon!

Croquet

2009-12-01T23:04:00.000+05:30

It’s my fruitful life…… see my expertise……

See the pictures above…… CELEBRATION!!!!!!

Once I was a kid,

All the stones I pelted,

Brought mangoes down,

Mango tree was through-

With the ripe fruits,

Still I do pelt stones,

And I am haughty-

On my expertise-

Of pelting stones-

Always at random,

Yet I do get mangoes-

Of random counts!

I am happy here,

And I do share,

I do celebrate-

The ‘celestial’ success-

Of my ‘fruitful’ life!

Laissez-faire

2009-12-01T16:51:00.000+05:30

I am assured so, that I wont have to come again to live with the gods of chasteness.
The deal decides a fair trade....
But a trade where the gods of loads of raw flesh leaves with no role!

Land looks like a Moon
From the land of the Moon,
I left the land of life-
Left without any bites!

Just before my death,
I had a deal with-
The god of the birth,
To procure the worth-
This promised a rebirth-
But never on the earth.

Now I have the strength-
To hold the loud truth-
Without the load of myth,
I looked up to the sky,
To see my old land of shy,
As the Moon of the Moon-
As the zoomed out boon!

Tales

2009-11-30T01:12:00.000+05:30

She want me soon in the bed room once the darkness just opens its first windows...... But I only knew why I had been there in the portico at late nights......

Always she caught me-

At night,

Pushed me in,

Without knowing my worries,

Without allowing me-

To own what I caught!

All those nights-

She made me cry-

Thinking about them,

‘They are there-

To tell me a tale,

But my mom....

Now what my friends will think-

My dear stars-

Once I go to bed?’

Sine qua non-The radius

2009-11-27T00:13:00.000+05:30

A fool I am...... Always do ask pity questions....... a fool without any commonsense....... She is much younger to me...... Still she knows everything....... See......

'She is unique'-

Thats what her Mom says,

Thats why I know-

Unique knows the unique!

Today she told me,

'I was busy-

measuring the radius of the Sun,

As usual with a scale,

Thats my style'.

I had a foolish query,

'You know, whats your height?'

'I am 5' 5" and size zero'

There my queries sizzled in zero.

I knew I am fooled again,

That, not only she knows-

The radius of the Sun,

But also knows-

The radius of the sin!

The diameter of the sin!

Obtrusive

2009-11-25T00:05:00.000+05:30

The fatal seconds...... I am getting paralyzed with shock and indecision..... Still I have to sleep to fulfill the dream of the world-the faces of reflection!

When the rain whipped-

Against the windowpanes,

My wealthy pains whetted-

Against the winning wills!

When the smutty cheeks-

Of the distressed moon seemed dried,

Tears trickled down to treat-

The stricken trait of my fate!

Late though I ducked my head to reach-

The bed to sleep with the devil of the land,

But to help the world whirl, winning their ways,

While the devil sleeps with my face!

My charm

2009-11-24T10:45:00.000+05:30

I am contented that I could see my charm getting recognized through the most auspicious way, at the most celebrated moment!

A fish I am,

Contented today,

That I saw-

A fish rope with an extended gift-

Despite desperate,

Searching for me!

I could see,

The fish rope nearing me,

Recognizing my charm!

Belated death

2009-11-23T21:40:00.000+05:30

I am a rat who don't have one more exit to come out from my burrow...... So I am trapped...... I had lot of exits....... But deliberately I bricked those exits..... Let the god benefit out of it...... Let HIM have a nice sleep, where I remain as a dutiful guard to save HIS night!!!

When the sand radiated-

Previous day's sunlight,

I knew I am alone.

When the flame of the fallen-

Oil lamp flared and guttered,

I knew I am alone.

When the nightjar-

Uttered a warbling cry,

I knew I am alone.

When the water of the lake-

Lapped at my lips,

I knew I am alone.

When the depths dipped the breathe-

To design my death,

I knew I am alone.

Non sequitur

2009-11-10T17:34:00.000+05:30

Yet I am wet where…….

Splashes of reddish wishes from the weeping flesh of faith….. But in a hush……..

The dusk crept in,

From the drowsy door of West,

Her pretty hair caught-

The draping smile of Sun-

From the crest of the creek.

Then she plunged down steep-

Towards the dark-ling lake,

Gravity overwhelmed her,

Purity overdosed me,

She reached the reef,

Where I rated rest,

Her rocking ringlets-

Mocked at the lake.

I lifted my gift to a height,

Her feet greeted in a flight,

The wheezing breeze at ease-

Leased her face to kiss,

She was the perceived sigh-

Of the falling phase of my life!

She was the perpetual sign-

Of the bleeding bastion of my faith!

Be self employed

2009-11-09T00:27:00.000+05:30

Thousands of successful surgeries… delicate and complicated cases….. Articles on intrinsic anatomy from the experience of experiments……Made me win the prizes-
Win an equal divine status among the ‘patients’-Round the globe!

But I never expected that her intellectual dreams are so precise and true than the existence of her own self!

Her advice to the Master of surgery to drop the scissors….

OK….. Let me drop the scissors….!!!!!!!

Let this tool give her some employment!

Today-
Just before attending a surgery,
She phoned as if ‘enlighten’-
As she dreams of curly hair growth-
Right at the center-
But on my biceps!

Now she is the doctor of the doctor-
Doctored in cultivating dark hair ropes-
On my biceps-but-
Planted from her dangling tongue!

Now let me take home-
My dissection box-
From the Department Of Surgery-
To present her a pair of sterilized scissors!

Let her be 'self employed'!
Let her feel 'filled'!
I wait my palms open,
Let her come and cut the hair-
Right from my biceps!

Your magics

2009-10-31T10:42:00.000+05:30

But you...... getting absent....

I chose-

Absence,

To present you –

My presence,

Where you chose-

Presence,

To present me-

Absence!

Why

2009-10-31T10:14:00.000+05:30

I love you... What else can I do being whole the truths been so?

How could I not love you?

What I am not-

That you are,

What you are not-

That I am,

Now how could I live not loving you?

But later

2009-10-31T10:03:00.000+05:30

Yes, you will get the answer for all the questions.....
Not now... but later.....

See you,

Too late for me to sail,

Still too early to say-

Who I am,

Where I stay,

Sleep,

I do what-

But later-

You will know right-

Only when you reach-

From where you left!

My causes

2009-10-27T12:07:00.000+05:30

I was busy after them.... where I neglected my own garden......

They came home,

Blessed souls,

To stay with me,

But forever.

I was around,

Whole the time-

To assure them-

A pleasant stay.

But one day,

I saw dried leaves-

Flowering plants dying-

In my garden.

Is it that-

Yet my beloved-

Blessed souls-

Noticed it not?

Or is it that-

My soul mates-

Divine embodiments-

Neglected my causes?

You cry

2009-10-13T21:12:00.000+05:30

You cry.... I wont ask you why.... I wont wipe your tears.... I would like to see tears always in your eyes.... because you are the cause of your pain... so you have the right to cry!
Do cry-again and again!

Always your cry,

Ripped the fabric of my soul,
Even though,
I wont tell you-
To wipe off your tears!

As I know,
Oh god,
You have all the reasons-
Always to cry!

Being you are the holy-

God of the times`s sky,
Its up to you to cry,
Its up to you to die!

Eve of the end

2009-10-13T21:07:00.000+05:30

Poor buds.. too young to recognize the truth of the red.....immature.... But once the buds grown up to flowers.... it was recognized....

The buds are young,
They loved red-
As dawn!
But the flower’s awareness,
Cursed the same-
Red as end-
Eve of the end!

Who you are not?

2009-10-13T20:55:00.000+05:30

She raped me.... I never expected the same.... But later I loved her... Because, while raping she cried out 'who you are not?' .....several times..... Later I knew that was the right question than a common one-'who you are?'

Pitch dark,
Late night,
A knock,
She rushed in nude,
‘Who are you?’
I asked,
‘Who you are not?’
She shot back,
And at once,
I am stripped off,
I am raped-
Repeatedly raped-
With her delirious cries-
With her curious queries-
‘WHO YOU ARE NOT?’

After months I knew,
I am pregnant!
She is the father of my kid!
I delivered him,
A kid with mom’s own face!
A kid with my own face!
A kid with my own eyes!

Signature

2009-10-13T20:48:00.000+05:30

I live upon a faith-only because of that faith-that I am not like HIM-that I am not at all a crook like HIM! I do the same all the time, all the places... I say the same all the time and all the places.....
But HE is mean....... with different signatures!

I signed in
As zero,
Signed out
As zero,
Where a crook
Signed in
As dawn
And signed out
As eve!

Retail Market of Spirituality

2009-10-03T18:47:00.000+05:30

This was my replay to a blessed soul!

Madam,I am extremely happy in your sincere approach-replaying to my comment and I knew that your experiences with definitions were never brought in to replay me and as we all know definitions are intellectual endeavors to limit the subjective factors.

I admire your works a lot, and I have respects sky high. I am thankful to god that always HE maintains a balance among the ‘minority’ so as to enable Him execute His divine plans-Here You are the instrumental cause committed to realize the ideal.

Once I referred about a circumference, I meant it that it is infinite. Or else how can I ‘award’ a circumference to god as same as man? Again I meant the same that both MAN AND GOD have the same infinite circumference. Now it is clear that the circle also is infinite right? So both MAN AND GOD are infinite circles.

Matter of nucleus: I said man have a nucleus situated -located in one spot. Same time the nuclei of god is never located or situated in one spot, but it is everywhere! Madam, we are infinite circles with circumference nowhere, but with a ‘located’ center, where god also is an infinite circle with circumference nowhere, but whose center is everywhere is what I meant and which is beyond the reach of the limited intellect of the poor humans who are born and unborn!!!

The ‘nucleus’ in my replay-if taken in to an intellectual context, then we will have to go for the definitions, but definitions are definitions-orchestrated only to quench the thirst of the intellect-well inside a safe and limited circle! Simply I meant only the center, to which I wrote nucleus.

We are created beings-but from? From the same subtle and subject-right? If the cause is infinite, then how the ‘created effects’ from the same cause can be finite? Still the manifested-the created-the objectified are superficially known as finite, but the depths are infinite-unreachable. Unreachable to us!-only because of the relative platforms on which it’s effects are manifested. Still rare blessed souls have the awareness to cross over the relative realities to see the glimpses of the facts.

Madam, if we consider us as objects-( body), then matter is finite-and finished! But can you sleep by considering ourselves as only objects?
No!
Why?
Then, there will be suffocating blobs popping up from the depths to provoke your-your-your what?
Body?
Intellect?
Mind?
Nay! But what is being provoked by the unseen blobs from the un reached depths-but from the within?
Will that depths be finite?
Will the blobs die inside the body?
Never!
It goes… travels… but to where?

If your dear and near are away, at times you may feel the restlessness of missing-Mobile phone will assist you… We being objectified facts, we can count ourselves as objects-but our mother-the subject-still loves us-calls us! But our relative knowledge and related life almost proving to be a failure to respond to our parents-same time responding to our relative parents with names, forms, illustrations!

An object can only experience the objects-and never an object can experience the subject-because the canter is located in one spot.

If we have the perceive ness to transcend the objective time, objective space and objective causation-then we also will have ‘centers’ everywhere! But uprooting the ‘allocated center-inherent center’ which is deep rooted in materialism is a Herculean task!

But the same can be achieved also-I swear! For that what I understood-without the interference of my intellect-is written in 5 to 6 lines. Please be kind enough to read the same, which is posted in my blog long back. Still let me paste it here!

‘All the minuses
Made me one with you,
But your love-
Being it a plus at the top,
With deep rooted-
Other pluses at the bottom,
Made me uprooted from you,
Simply uprooted from you!!!’

There is the starting of the ending! Please read it keeping your intellect passive! Madam, I know you are there doing never an intellectual Job-its spiritual, philosophical, devotional…. I hope I am also not kissing my intellect-or else we would have ended up our life some where in the ‘world of momentary calculations!’ Intellect is an appointed minister of likes to take care of the likes only. I don’t think all of us are the slaves of intellect. Intellect and knowledge are the performers of lower platforms and winners of the instincts. Intellect can shoot down the theories… and the practical…. We are beyond these momentary theories and limited calculations.

Whatever I wrote now, is not from my intellect-my intellect wont know these all. I don’t want my intellect to know these all. Because ‘He’(intellect) may advise me to come out of it as ‘He’(intellect) is a stranger to the Unseen, Untold and Un manifested facts…. These writings are not of intellect or mind… and please forget the person behind these words… Still I am compelled to borrow some tools-the words-from intellect to communicate at least partially what I realized. The words are handicapped births-which are inherent-to the handicapped intellectual father and mesmerizing mother mind! So please never depend cent percent on words which can express partially and the rest are getting shielded mysteriously!

I can relate to you because I know the momentum of the pulses at the bottom are celebrating the sameness of the Untold! I hope I will be forgiven by your good self from the same platforms of Invisible, for the sake of the same subjective causes of the Beyond!

Seems as Two, but is One-which never can be defined with intellect! One is you-never can be defined-Two is god-never can be defined! See the sameness here! Let us remember sky joins with sky; water joins with water; wind joins with wind; all because of the shared sameness! So these un reachable and indefinable both, are you and god-the sameness of the same-is Issness!

You die

2009-09-28T19:12:00.000+05:30

‘I should die-
If I cant prove’
I disclosed.
‘Whom to prove?’
She asked,
‘To the whole world’.
‘Then, better you die man-’
She went away!

Lovely eyebrows

2009-09-28T19:07:00.000+05:30

I sat close to you,
Caressed you,
Fed you,
Clothed you,
Slept with you,
But I lost you,
At once I sat,
At the center of your eyebrows!

Helpless mirror

2009-09-28T18:32:00.000+05:30

I noticed them-
Doing make-up,
For all the shows,
The patient mirror was numb,
Stuck by the wall!

A cat walk-
Took their covered flesh-
Moving out of the mirror,
Miracle! The mirror blessed them,
‘Let them make up at least the outer-
As I cant show their inner-
I am helpless!'

I left in haste-
That I should not miss their show-
The common show of the outer!
The street show of the worthless!
The expertise of the extras!

Punish

2009-09-28T17:50:00.000+05:30

‘Our god will punish him for sure’,
They told now and then,
Then I walked straight up to them,
Let them punish,
They are large in number,
But they closed their door,
I waited outside for long-
Expecting somebody coming out,
To punish my crime,
But none opened the door,
Not even their god!

Me and Me

2009-09-28T16:41:00.000+05:30

Oh, The Invisible-
Goddess of the Wisdom,
Bless as always,
From within,
Be the East of my words,
Be the Depth of my facts,
Be my Infinite pulses,
To make me One with the Untold,
To make me One with the Unseen,
To make me One with the Self-
Self of all the Selves!

Streaking fish

2009-09-25T07:42:00.000+05:30

This sleepless night-

Need a push-

To move on fast,

From the sight of a fish-

Singing at the Moon-

Streaking along the shore!

End

2009-09-25T07:32:00.000+05:30

'Dont worry-
Everything will be fine-
By the end'
She told so.
But,
'Never BEFORE THE END!!!!'

Yes-late

2009-09-25T01:47:00.000+05:30

'As you know-
The layman was a drunkard-
Fell down,
Finished!
You come on man,
Why so lazy?
Go home,
Its late already!’

He reminded.

‘Yes-its lazy,
The layman finished,
I am late-

Unconvincingly late!!!’

Punnyam-eternal bliss

2009-09-23T12:59:00.000+05:30

This one-
HihihiHaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaHHHaaaaaaaaaHaaaaaHahahahahahaaaaaaaaa
HaahahahahahahahhahhahhhhHHHHHHHHAAAHHHHAAHHHHHhahahaiiiihahahahhhiiiii!!!!!!!!!

Panivannu thalarnnente meniyoo shayyayill,
Parithaapamaayaaaloo yethra punnaym!
Athumaathramoruvazhee kaanunnu innu njaaan,
Neeyonnu vannenney thottu nookkaan!

Paatathey kuzhiyiloo kaalvachu ariyaathey,
Thalakuthi veenaalo kooti punnyam!
Yenkiloo neeyethi kaineettiyenneyum,
Vaariyetuthonnu thazhukumallooo!

Oru kaattu chuzhaliyaay yethiyinnenneyumm,
Yetuthengoo pooyaaloo punnyamethraa!
Yenkiloo innu nee kaattintey purakeyumm,
Yenneyoo thetiyumm alayumalloo!

Pularnnethra naazhikaa unaraathey pinneyumm,
Urangi njaanenkiloo yethra punnyamm!
‘Pooyalloo’ oorthamma anneramenkilumm
Yenney punarnnittu karayumaalloo!

Nothing I need

2009-09-23T12:52:00.000+05:30

Another one-I am just living with my nature, and finishing the jobs-some sort of count downs… Surya never expected a nice word from the skies; but off course, her kid expected it always which she only knew….. I reached here to forget something, to misplace something….because what now I have is not of mine-let it go… let it never get back…. I am not the carrier of these ‘yeses’…. I need nothing!

Poovey ninneyumm chetiyotu cherthithaaa
Chaarutha kandu njaan punjirichuu,
Kattey ninneyumm kaattootu cherthithaa
Nruthavum kandu njaan mathi marannu,
Njaanentey karmavum theerthu vachuuuu!

Gangey ninneyumm katalootu cherthithaa,
Kauthukam nokki njaan maari ninnuu,
Veeney ninneyumm viralootu cherthithaa,
Sruthi kettu dhooreyum maarininnuu,
Njaanentey dharmavum cheythu theerthuu!

Hemey ninneyumm Shivashylam cherthithaaa,
Shivamaargam kandu njaan namaskarichuu,
Yamuney ninneyumm yadhukulam cherthithaa,
Kannaney thannu njaan maari ninnuu,
Njaanentey poojayum cheythu theerthuuu!

Next time

2009-09-23T11:46:00.000+05:30

I loved her….. but I never had a faith to hand over my love in the hands of words as the words may stain the sacred….. so I loved to live with a love within. She knew not-that was not my mistake! Let us meet on next time-on next arrival-there let her know I had been happening ageless, but only for her-where let her also know it was her vision invited all the losses equally to the involved!

Anjanakkallill njaan novarachuu,
Neelaanjanangalill mashiyezhuthaamm,
Chandhanathennalaay njaanalinjuu,
Goorochanakkuri kaathuvaykkaam,
Marujanmamethi njaan pottu vaykkaam!

Palajanmam kulippichu pottu vaykkaan,
Thoomanju pulariyaay njaan janikkaam,
Poo chooti vaarmuti thumbu kettaan,
Kunjilam thennalaay punarjanikkaam-
Viriyunna pookkalaayini janikkaam!

Neeyannu kanikaanum kanikkonnapookkalaay,
Oru metamaayi njaan thapassirikkaam,
Nee chootum thiruvonaputavayum poovumaay-
Oru chingamaayi njaan annumethaam,
Poonilavaayi njaan yennumethaam!

Sarayu

2009-09-23T10:04:00.000+05:30

I loved the epical hero Rama a lot…. The world think so that Rama married Seetha, but he married Sarayu-the river!

This writing happened just before the forceful end up of my life-long back-witnessing the closing of a door of Threthaayuga with a boom… I was helpless-but my pain-made me more childish that I scolded Rama for His un inhibited love towards Sarayu! Cheater He was, He finished Seetha-and lived with Sarayu! Now I badly need that era’s rebirth at the near East! I know I wont leave Seetha to a deep forest-just for the sake of the common public’s applause!

Utharaayanangale punarjanikkuu,
Upamanthranangale unarnnu paatuuu,
Udhayaachalangale aachamikkuu,
Omkaaramuyarunnuu poorvaaparamm,
Omkaaramunarunnuu oordhwaayanam!

Threthaayugakshaya theerthaagalithayaam,
Sarayuu niyukthiyoo niyathi Ramaa?
Rathnagarbhaatmaja Seethaaswayamvara-
Smaranaayajanamoo Sarayu Ramaaa?-Eni,
Utharaayanangale…..

Thavayaagadhravyamaam Seethaarpitham param,
Yajnaprasaadhamoo Sarayu Ramaaa?
Threthaayugashubham vishraantha saadhitham-
Thava jeevahavanamoo Sarayu Ramaaa?-Eni,
Utharaayanangale……

Thapasya

2009-09-23T09:56:00.000+05:30

Let me make some Malayalam……

This one is not at all expressing the mission straight(I never have the motto-that I am straight-it is left to the rest to judge).

Ninte sneham eee enney vaanolum uyarthumpoll, ninootulla sneham enney thirichu bhoomilyilekku kondu varunnuuu enna verumoru swapnathinte saaphallyatha ooonjaalaatunna yetho yaamangalilll, aaa ooonjaalu kettiyathevite ennariyaathe poomukham vittu poya oru vilaapathinte baakki.

Pinney, oru poovu nulluvaan njettodu viral cherkkave, ‘aruthe’ ennu mookamaayi cholli viralill veenupoya entey thanney oru thulliykkumell, poovinte maruthulli ootiyethi, ‘ninnotu cheruvaan enney nullooo’ ennu vilapikkunna eee saangathyathinte munpill, eee jeevan thanney thullikalaaayi, nulllaaathe vachu pokunna aaa poovilekku alinju veenu poyeee enna mattoru swapnathinte aaakaasham marannu poyaa mouna varsham!

Mizhi ninte venalum niranjozhukum,
Puzhayennariyave mazhayaayi njaaan,
Nee thalir, mazhayilum thalarnnu pookum,
Poovennariyave nanavaayi njaaan-
Ninney kulirunna nanavaayi njaaan!

Mizhivaathill thalarave paathi chaari-
Thennalill thirumuti ulanju melley-
Uyarunnoraaa neela vaanangalill-
Thetunnathaareyennoortha neram,
Jeevante paathiyum chirakatichu-
Marupaathi thazheyum kandu vegam-
Ooonjaaalu vittu njaaan thaazheyetheee,
Vaanavum vittu njaaan ninniletheee!

Oru poovu nulluvaaan ithall chernnoraaa-
Viralonnill veezhumaaa thulli mookam-
Aruthennu chollave ithall piriyumm-
Virall maeley manthrichuu maruthulliyumm,
Ninnotu cheruvaan nulluvennumm-
Kaezhaveyalinju njaaan thulliyaayeee-
Eee jeevan ettittu veenupoyeee,
Ninnilekkittittu veenu poyeee!

God-next door

2009-09-23T06:39:00.000+05:30

Yes, this dawn brought back the scary memory of my childhood as I saw a honey bee victimized very badly but dramatically on her web!
God weaving web for a loving and lovely spider!

hihihihiHihihihi!!!!!!!

Oh-her god!
I am scared-
Deadly scared,
Since my childhood,
Once its spider-
Dancing with all secrets-
But transparent as her web,
To embrace her dearest guests!

Oh, East,
Remind the rising Sun,
There she sits –
A monstrous black spider-
On the way,
At the center of the hell-
Patiently on her web,
Waiting for the finest
And faintest quivers-
Of the gossamer strands,
To spray her faithful love,
Towards the fateful prey,
To make her dude sleep!

Angelic! Divine gifts-
With a web, weaving a life-but
But with-
But with a god-very next door!!!

Geetha

2009-09-22T09:39:00.001+05:30

Let me dedicate this post to Mr.Amit Sing: my newest precious discovery.

Little Geetha.

‘Ananya chinthayantho maam,
Ye janaa paryupaasathe,
Theshaam nithyaabhiyukthaanaam,
Yogakshemam Vahaamyaham’

Mr. Amit have the knowledge of the same I know, and that’s why I wont make the interpretation process elaborated.

The common interpretation is that:

Krishna says, ‘Oh devotee, if one soul, without thinking the else, meditating on me, then I will be there to take care of his well being’
Hihihi… see the common man’s version!

But read the all lines by keeping you as the professor. And it should be-SHOULD BE that way to conceive.

'Meditate on you, without all the elses, then you will reach the unreachable, and the unreachable will be yours for ever!’

Means you are there to take care of your well being by transcending the reachable world-i.e. apparent world-manifested world-objective world…. You can do it by perceiving the facts beyond reality.

That is ‘yogakshemam vahaamyaham’- yoga kshema api aham vahaaami-means both are up to you-if you can perceive the fact as you are the subject getting unfolded here.

Know Krishna through your ‘self’, Never see Krishna from Krishna`s self-impossible it is, because Krishna never have a self as such-might it be an epical one-an epical self Krishna can claim!

Yogam- Apraapthasya praapanaaha ithi yogaahaa,
Kshemam- Thadh rakshnaahaa ithi kshemaaha,

After reaching the unreachable, maintaining the same also is a question-so Kshemam comes-to save the unreachable. ‘Rakshanaaha ithi.

Mr Amith may I paste the same replay-my first replay, which now I posted to you today?
You wont mind no?

I rarely love people-once I love, then I wont leave them live! I only know to kill them-you may call it love!

So, I love you Mr. Amit!

Pranam My Amit,

I am damn upset now, that you are hitting even above my head! I feel pity on myself that I became grave late to reach your posts! Deep man-you are deep, and that’s why you are my private property! I don’t know dear, I am at brims now, that I met you, I realized you.. your replays to the comments-that itself-made me filled with the subjective truths with which you live and with which you perceive. God was very kind to your Mom, He chose her to bless her with a son of His father! Yea? Yea. I really really love your eyes, that transcends beyond the waves sitting in front of the ocean. Let you be same even after the storms of time. Pain! Yes dear, pain pains for pearls! Pearls wont be pearls without pains. you reached there simply. Your aura illuminates with pains and the objects which receive the reflections of the illuminations are said as fruits-got me? No, I mean the reflections are the beauty, happiness, successes and all-but all these reflections are reflected from the self illuminating pains…. Pains only will have illuminating nature, pleasures are reflections ok? I know you are there already, that’s why I feel comfortable now with the same ‘language’ communication.

Then my great soul, you again own from my supper-Geetha-Hey, Nice it is… you knew the key, that’s why you explained ‘samathwam yogam uchyathe’. Hahahahaaaa…. You made my life meaningful by simply stating that fact. ‘Yogam’-Yes, that is ‘samathwam’, may I take you to the bottom? Then come with me-‘samathwam’ – the sameness, is the Ultimate and that state is the beginning and end of the subjective realization. Then that type of ‘samathwam’-sameness cant be achievable in the platforms of our objective life, because that ‘samathwam’ is a subjective fact-how can a subjective fact be realized through the objective reality? Impossible! Still possible, for that-pain comes up. Bear the pain to forget the apparent outer world-then you can sense ‘samathwam’-and that is ‘yogam’. So sameness is the end and beginning of the whole.

Let me Make out the same little more clear? ‘Yogam’- ‘Samathwam yoga uchyathe’
And please know: ‘Apraapthasya praapanaaha ithi yogaaha’ Reaching to the unreachable is yoga. The true interpretation of ‘yogam’ by my father Shankara-I mean Adi Shankara.

I feel I am relaxed now, for many reasons. You are a reason for the time being, and I hope you will make my life worthwhile ever-by making your life worthwhile ever!

Anklets-Classic

2009-09-22T01:47:00.000+05:30

It happens… Today I posted 8 works…. 8 fruits! The whole got ripe today itself!
I remember 2004 Dec. 29, I wrote 7 poems that day, but in Malayalam. After that its today Sept 21, I wrote 7 poems and a critic regarding Mr.Taroor.

Simply I gone through the whole fruits of this day, nay…. No worm eaten ones, even though most are worm eaten ones, at least one from this branch-a ripe one-certainly can profess the mission of the tree! Yes, only one of the fresh , out of thousand rotten ones of the same tree can uphold the truth and mission behind the existence of the tree…. Anyway, today I was burnt a lot-semester exams….. ‘studious’ reaching for the ‘magic’….. what to do…. I am from science back ground…. But here… arts… I have to burn me…. Let the ash decorate their foreheads tomorrow! Let them come back happily!
All the best wishes-that only left in me as all of them left now, and the rest of this night fill a sense of helplessness… after 4 hours they will come back….. at 5 am….. For the ‘final make ups’ Hihihihi….. better not to sleep….. I am afraid, if slept, then I will have to educate me again…. By the time 6 am… 7 am…. They have to leave for the ‘final game’….. ‘improvements’ will only improve these ‘studious’ brains I think…..

I would like to write a Malayalam one now….. happened long back…. Let me see whether …….
Yes…this one- Just after removing my “anklets”-after my last demo: to go for a long break! Yet that break never broke!

Enney katannupom oru kunju thennalum,
Enthinoo mookamaay azhichu melle,
En nerkku neettiyaaa thangachilankayill,
Veezhunnathenteyoo thulli baakkeee,
Oru thulli jeevante noovu baaakkee!

Priyamulloraayiram padhamaatiyethrayoo,
Vedikall pinneyum pirinja kaalam,
Oru kunju thaalavum ormayill vachu njaaan,
Thaaaloolamaakkave sruthi pizhachu,
Kaaalavum paatiya sruthi pizhachu!

Thennaloo neeettumeee thangachilankayill,
Padhamonnumaatuvaaan eee jeevanum-
Paadhavumillaathe vingumenn nombaram,
Marannu pooyenkilum oorkkunnuu njaaan,
Oorkkunnuvenkilum marakkunnuu njaaannn!

Eniyum oru padham aataaan paadhamoo, jeevanoo undooo ennariyaaatha eee raathriyum, enthellaaamooo oormakall, ethellaamoooo jathikallill ooonjaaalaaatunnathum ariyaaathe pookaaaan njaaan elllaaam marakkaaaammm, veendum oorkkaanaaayi njaaan marakkaaam!

Religion

2009-09-21T19:32:00.000+05:30

I thought of the religion of a tiger….
See if a tiger is enlighten with the sense of religion, what could be the scripts?

If a tiger,
Writing a post,
Truths of the tiger,
Straight from the heart,
Can be seen so scribbled!

‘Men are animals,
Sinful cowards,
But delicious food,
Offered by our god,
Oh, we pray,
To our Tiger god,
Of ten heads,
And twenty hands,
Bless all of us,
Only with two boons,
Give us food-
And make us mate,
We are sincere,
Always in less needs,
Unlike the dirty men,
Of billion needs,
Who kill but not-
Eat the killed,
Who pray but not-
Praise the praiseful,
But to praise the price,
Oh Tiger god,
The Ancient and true-
Embodiment of Truth,
We are straight,
Bless us with two boons,
Never make it three,
But never drop us,
Away from these two!’

A simple belief

2009-09-21T19:28:00.000+05:30

I am blessed … I feel so at times….. or I like to believe so….

Just now,
She came in running,
Weeping, wetting eyes,
‘Tell me, what is the exam-
which is your paper tomorrow?
I kept mum,
‘Tell me noooooooo’
'Strategic Management’-I told.

‘Will you get good marks?’
I again mum,
She tapped at my cheek,
‘Tell me noooooooo’
‘Yes-I will get good marks’
‘Then, you are a good boy’
She ran away,
With her notes.

But her tears,
Tearing my screens,
Will she pass?