The Existentialist

Shiva (courtesy: Isha blog)

Somehow he gave words to me

Made my formless into a reality

Of all the existential crisis I ever suffered

He was the closest to confine me

A million forms of me I had imagined

Some crooked, some simple

and some crazy enough to be left alone

Of all these million forms

He was the best bet I’d hope to be

Luckily, hope didn’t become faith

Well, I wavered. I lost my way

I found out, it’s a mirror maze – 

one not to be solved, just to be strolled in dazed.

Yet somehow his words confine me

Makes my formless a reality.

#existence, #mind, #peace, #philosophy, #pizza, #poetry, #psychology, #shiva

Expansion of a spiraling mind!

A Sea-shore spiral at Juhu Beach, Mumbai

How is it that everything relates to it!

In the end, is it the same story?

Of exploration?

Of expansion?

Of knowing the ignorant?

Of amassing while disseminating?

But,

how formless can you be?

How many things do you wish to be?

Can there be a limit to it?

Can there be a limit in its intensity?

After all,

how powerful can you be?

Isn’t this all a pursuit?

And doesn’t this pursuit last for eternity?

Doesn’t it all frighten you?

Even if does, how petrified can you be?

And thereafter, how timid can you become?

How much hopelessness can it trigger inside you?

And so forth, how lonely can you become?

In that moment, how much faith can you have?

How audacious can you become?

How passionate can you be?

How much love will you be willing to share?

Isn’t it all cyclical in nature?

If one expands, the other collapses?

Kind of a dog chasing its own tail!

The lady replies in her ever majestic maieutic method,

Is it you becoming me?

or me becoming you?

Ingenuity

In the darkest hour

when I’m awake

Thinking of something I’m

not supposed to fake

I’d try to flow as a river

held together 

On a drought, She comes,

trying to anomaly break

I’d have given up things

for her sake

But if I take a step back

I realize

It could have been a mistake

Assurance, reassurance 

again and again 

From myself to me

and back again 

I’d feel like a trickster

deceiving myself

For I have known myself 

longest and best

My evil mind, my selfish heart

All aghast

Mocked and ridiculed 

Always ordered, “avast!”

And it doesn’t end

goes forever 

Me deceiving Me

A Thaumaturgist 

Alone and deadly

Devilish infernally

Traitor inherently 

Prudent, fallibly

Anomic insuperably

Skulking all over

To the end of the night

It’s about time,

Sun’s gonna rise

Like a bat, I’m about to dream

Slake myself to sleep

For everything, I was not supposed to fake

Here and now,

Inanely, I did make.

#imagination, #ingenuity, #life, #night, #poetry, #satisfaction

Struggle in peace

Struggle is beautiful. It is the easiest way to open a window to excellency.

You Struggle! You Excel!

Embrace the struggle while you can – Today! Because someday when there will be no tomorrow, you’ll lose the chance to continue your excellency.

And It’s not even just about being excellent. It’s also about evolving, expanding, going beyond your existing perception. It’s about becoming a butterfly from a caterpillar.

It’s about coming to know that it’s possible.

Struggle!

Live!

Die!

Peace!

 

#excellency, #love, #peace, #philosophy, #psychology, #struggle

Tags

One morning I lay on my bed

dwindling on some memories

One was particularly annoying

Actually more annoying than the others

It wasn’t anything like what I saw

out of the window

The scenic beauty

that I hold back in my eyes

restraining to describe

Rather it was just obverse

It caged me or rather it tried

in a word called Painter

which I’m not and don’t want to be

So I took my brush

started beating it on the ground

Weeks later, it was replaced

by a pair of mallet

producing ‘chugga-diggi-diggi-dum-dum’

kinds of sound

I loved it

I still love it

but they called me a Drummer

The chronicles of me being called something

went on and on and they never stop

They want me to choose

choose one profession, one career

well, how about when you called me

a Stupid and a Genius

Turn that into a profession, will ya!!

They just can’t

They know how to call and get called

But they don’t know how to be

When I tried to make them see

how to be

they kept calling me

a Poet, wanna be!

 

 

#humans, #nature, #perception, #philosophy, #tags

Parallel

A sneaky bump on the road

makes me realize,

with her “Ouch”, “Go Slow!!!”

and “God has given you eyes!!”

• A raven is flying above me.

If I had been twice so high

I could have jumped & caught it

and then thrown it aside

‘O Mr. Raven, please ignore the hit

But what’s annoying is your parallel flight

Now that I’m driving, could you be somewhere else?

I just want some peace on my mind.’

She hits me on the back of my head

“Carefully you should drive!

That crow isn’t going to kill you

stop murmuring and just focus your mind”

So that’s what I do and I see ahead

A brand new mercedes in red not bright

‘Oh boy! Oh boy! Cool how that car is

One day, I’ll make sure to buy

Funny how dreams and desires can be

Rather than need, they are fueled by greed, sometimes’

That raven is still there, above my head

How is it keeping up with my speed and even so, Why?

I want to ask it, what makes him

fly above me and little so high?

And that’s when it started

We just happened to lock our eyes

That tiny rolling ball of it

so small, yet kind of divine

It’s pitch black hair, so shiny, so silky

reflects the dusk’s light

Let me call it the beauty of the dark

Even then, blithely will it fly.

I’m kind of falling in love with it, or am I?

“Dammmnnn!!!!……………. Fffffuuuu……….!!!!!!!!”

‘What happpppeeen??….wha..at the hell!!…….Did she already die?

Now that was quick! and……what about the raven?

Scared that little shit! There! In fear it flies!

Why can’t I feel my hand?

and why the heck so red is the sky???

Ohhhhhh! I hear it! I think it’s help!

They’ll save me before I’

#death, #dusk, #fly, #love, #nature, #raven

Silence, its Sound & Me

This Silence resides in me

It screams aloud to me

I think,

I’m losing to it

The world inside me,

collapsing

I try to see it, touch and hear

Everytime I do,

I fail and more I fear.

So I sing this

song

This Song of mine

just like a magic

it’s based on Time

Of not of the Sound

but of the Silence of the mind

To know more of it,

I looked within

I found a child

free from sin

I had to conquer it

by losing the war

To rise above it

I had to fall

I, now,

hear this Sound of Silence

within me

This Roar of Silence,

I know,

it’s only Me

#life, #mind, #peace, #philosophy, #silence, #sound

Love! Again and yet again . .

Tears of heaven: Rains

I think I’ve fallen in love,

again!

For her eyes are shiny,

soul a beauty

and the smile, umm, slyly

And I think I’m wrong,

about myself on love!

For even the last time,

the girl was a beauty and was never seen before

I think I’ve made this a habit,

seeking You!

For the truth I know,

there could be no one like You

I think I don’t have a single memory,

of falling in love with You!

But they told it was

selfless

when you took me in your arms

I know, I cried

but so did You!

For the pursuit of finding You,

will end in nothing but tears

I think I don’t understand this love,

yet!

Sometimes its been at first sight

and sometimes after years

Or may be I just do

Wait!

Wait!

For when we fell in love,

why did we cry?

Why did we cry?

O Mother, tell me

Why did You cry?

#beauty, #love, #poetry, #smile

Crisis

Well, what would I know

of the horizon of the blue skies

and the moon sailing on it?

But I know of the shark

known as the Sun

who eats the moon, down

drowning it

Until only the event Horizon

where it spits the moon back

may be half eaten

just so that it can repeat itself

in the event of Time.

view from the balcony at sunrise.

 

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I went to the distance

to know more of thee

Every place I go,

You show me the same movie

Of course the timeline was different,

but the elements! The Elements

remained the same.

Period.

Everything You do

just makes me realize

One thing!

Identity is paradoxically pervading!

I’m thee and thee is me!

 

 

#beautiful, #horizon, #identity, #moon, #nature, #paradox, #sky, #sun, #sunrise, #time