The Will of Love

The skies boomed out their will

And I, knelt down,

Held out my heart, 

As if it were a silver tray,

Which was meant to hold this will of theirs,

As it would be carried throughout 

The river of my life

So that my soul, my pulse, my breath,

My thoughts and my whole essence

Be immersed in it to such an extent

That living rhymes and equates directly with it!

The skies boomed out their will,

And I, mere child of their cosmic mystery

Can only wear patience as my dress

While waiting for it to be acted out!

From up there do I come from

And to themselves shall I return

So much that living on Earth,

Even if laden with pleasures or with pain,

Remains such a drag!

Why, the skies have guided me on my path

Since then, my breath has been filled with expectation

As it can happen as I have never thought it would!

Pray, shall you seek me out,

Know that you shall find me in evergreen gardens

Lost in amorous contemplation for what is to be

Having, tangled all around me,

The creepers of Earthly passion,

Creepers, of which one whiff of their fragrance

Is powerful enough as to have me swirling up in clouds

In clouds which till then, have been playing mischievous games

Of hide and seek with me!

Yes, submerged I am, in between leaves and flowers

Fighting with my own patience,

The battle fought by all lovers since times immemorial

When doubtful they were, of having their love acknowledged

And returned to them!

Still, trust inhabits me, as if were a Goddess

Having been sat on a shrine in the temple of my body

The skies' will can never be forsaken

The skies' will does always be

Regardless!

A Love Story~~~

Love fell down,
Beaten up and tired,
Breathless and pained
For it would seem that its existence remained a punishment!
Yes, its right to bloom was snatched before it even came to be
Rebuked was it at each of its steps
Readily forsaken was it for that which it would never be!

Love fell down
And broke into a lungful sob
Humiliated, wishing it would cease to be
So that it would no more feel
And suffer!

Watching it intently, was Existence itself,
Existence, with its brow creased
And its mood, darker than hell's shadows
Existence so in love with Love
Yet, having to keep at bay
For without it, the whole of Creation would
Slowly disintegrate into nether!

Pained at Love's pain
Existence wondered whether it should crumble as well
For without Love's faith in its magnificence
Why, it would simply mean that it had failed its own purpose;
That of allowing all of its subparts to bloom into majesticity!

So breaking its own laws,
It set out to meet Love
Disguised into subtleness,
So that Love would fall prey to its mystery, and
Full of ardour, it whispered into Love's soul
The need for them both to be,
Held together by each other's support
As, without them,
Everything would return into what was before it all be
Inexistence and nothingness!

Love's soul morphed into a butterfly
Love's heart bloomed into a pure fountain
Love's broods melted into sweet flows of desire
And Love's pain turned into songs of hope
Which it shared with the rest of Creation!

Why, Love, rejuvenated, stood up tall and proud
Aware of Existence's need for it
And, acknowledging of its own need for Existence;
In all, a stability crucial for Life to keep on being!

The magic of stars

Don't you, like me, long to reach out to the stars
Merely to grab them and to hold them in your palms
So that they do sing for us, the songs of life's mystery?

Why, what are we if not tiny particles,
Tiny particles so full of ourselves,
Tiny particles, living our lives as we have been given
Caring to be awestricken at our pleasures
And crestfallen at our sorrows,
While never realizing that somehow,
We do not rule our own essence!

But, stars are there, to remind us
That we are naught but insignificant
One look at them in the night sky
Fills our breath to the brim of our lungs
So that, ready to explode
We can help not but allow our tears to fall,
Thereby telling ourselves
That the ego, the resentment and the stress
With which we have built our ethos
Is really not worth it!

Pray, stars twinkle for us every night
Regardless of our hurdles or our moods,
Stars twinkle and kill the demons inhabiting us
Likewise, we do have to allow ourselves to shine
As much as they do,
So that our peers, gazing at us,
Willingly discard their swords and their spears
Only to let our compassion engulf their souls
To such an extent
That living becomes something joyful and wonderful,
Even if it has to last for only awhile!

Why, stars in the night sky,
Bid me to acknowledge that humans
Were given scriptures once,
And that science does not prove all of its theories
But, somehow, mysticism has its place as well among us
Even if it gives us as much freedom as we do desire
As to believe in it or not!

Stars in the night sky,
Bid me to smile at my own scars,
So that healed, I do transmit this smile
To the whole lot of humanity
Stars, holding the secrets of our origins,
Stars, to which we shall all ascend someday
Stars, because of which life on Earth remains so trivial!

Living~~~

Pray, what is it that makes us humans
Is it our superior attributes when compared to animals
Or is it our acknowledgment that some higher powers do be
And in order to please them, we are willing to do as they do wish!

Our lives belong not to us,
We do plan, we do anticipate,
We do expect, we do yearn,
We do wish, we do ambition
But in the very end,
It does happen solely as the skies wish it to!

Within the snap of fingers, we can lose parts of ourselves
Within the blink of eyes, we can see ourselves being uplifted
Or even applauded, or even downgraded
Why, we do live,
Humbly, as scared we are of the rule of the skies over us
Yet, we do live,
Blindly and in ignorance
As if we chose to care not of this rule over us!

Pray, of accomplishing the skies' wishes have I made my motto
As life on Earth, though much philosophised,
Holds no meaning and no purpose for itself
So much that it is worth speculating whether
We are mere accidents of some cosmic chemical whirlpooling!

Yes, someday that which I do wonder about,
That which I am obsessed with
Shall unveil itself and reveal itself to mine own gaze
Someday, the yearnings of my soul shall be appeased
The aims of my hurdles shall be made clear to me
And I shall understand why some pieces of the puzzle
Had to fit while others did not!

Meanwhile, it is best to make the most of the time available
While we still can
Yes, it is best to enjoy the feel of the sun over us
To enjoy the chill of the breeze in our bones
To cheat on that diet while succumbing to greasy fast foods
To care not if others wonder why we have chosen our paths
As only while treading upon those did we feel free and alive,
And to have ourselves loaded with compassion and forgiveness
For the rest of the lot, who only behaves as pampered brats,
Pampered brats filled with ego and discriminations of all sorts!

Pray, life is not to be blamed for being what it is
Rather, life is to be understood and handled with care
As its essence remains ever so fragile!

The Love of My Muse~~~

My muse felt the absence of my words weigh on him
So, defying his load of celestial toils,
He draped on his angelic wings
And flew down to Earth, to seek me out!

Dismayed he was, when he saw my writing table empty
My writing tools were kept neatly
As if, I wanted to give the impression that I would write never
My bed was made up
And my room well kept
So much that my muse, hurt, thought that I had left everything
And everyone for some other enjoyable activity!

He sought me out on unpolluted beaches,
He sought me out amidst fairies and elves
He sought me in between the sugarcane fields,
On mountain tops, in musical notes,
In artistic creations, in acrylic canvas,
Why, he sought me out in the depths of forests
In the heat of the sun, even in the loneliness of the moon
He even dived inside the womb of Mother Earth
Lamenting at each and every creature he met on his way
About how he felt incomplete without my words!

The only place he forgot to search was my secret hideout
That which he himself had built for me
When we both bid each other goodbye
Having accepted the fact that I was to live on Earth
And he, in the realms of the higher powers!
Why, that place was none other my imagination,
My refuge, my secret haven,
There where I can enjoy the freedom of existing
As mermaids do in the depths of the oceans
There where I can float in between the layers of blue skies
As clouds do
There where I can be myself, without any fuss,
There, being the only place where I know I enjoy being!

While I was allowing myself to be exalted,
My muse broke down and cared not if the rest of creation
Was witnessing him crying!
That was when I sensed it in my inner core
That it was time to leave my sanctuary
And write, as much as I can
For the connection between a poet and her muse
Remains one which is even more sacred
Than that which is lived by a devotee and his God!

Pray, other than writing, my life has no meaning
Someday, as pupas turn into butterflies
The mystical side of life shall propel me to shed off this body
Someday, I shall be there where my muse is
Someday, I shall tell him of how lonely I felt without him
On an Earth which was made to revolve upon itself
Every single second, even if it has no idea why it had to!

Feeling the flow of words through my veins, my blood, my soul
And through my emotions,
My muse's lamentations stopped,
He took me by the hand and brought me to my writing table
Where, once more, we bid each other goodbye
And I started writing,
While he ascended to tend to his celestial toils!

The Witch of Love~~~

My heart pushed me to climb up a mountain
Up to where the witch of Love sits,
Still, under the shades of baobabs,
Waiting for when the many love victims
Would seek her help!

I came in front of her,
Shaking and sweating,
Panting and pained,
Expecting to be offered her secrets
So that I do know how
To channel my energies!

The sight of my confused heart
Brought out a laugh in her
Sit down, sit, she said,
Sit and listen!

Earth shall never be the place for Love
Earth, rather, remains the medium
Which the higher powers use
To punish those souls who have dared
Defy their authority!

Why, having taken birth here in this world
Automatically implies having a cross to carry
In each of your footsteps
Love here is tainted with selfishness,
With materialism, with a glamorous image
And with the soothing of the ego
Love, the way you feel,
Is meant to be rebuked and to be ridiculed!

Learn to open the mystical openings of your self
To the whispers of the stars
As they shimmer for you in the night sky
Learn the basics of birthing buildings
So that you do build an edifice around your sensitivity
Learn to read the book of existence
Learn, from their words and their lines,
Learn of the mysterious essence of divine love,
Mysterious yet so secure and so genuine!
Learn to see the many weaknesses of your peers
So that you hate them not
But elevate them!
Learn to decipher the many cryptic messages
Written on stained glass
Learn to obey to the commands of your soul
As it guides you towards that which is best for you!

Love, on Earth, she continued, remains inexistent
Why, go back to where you have come from,
Go back and share my words with the rest
You shall see,
Living will be fairer and the world will be
One of the most ambient places to live!

The fire burning my heart got doused down
And in its place,
A freezing iceberg took shape
Why, the feel of inner strength
Is more than gratifying
The feel of inner strength
Is more than healing
The feel of inner strength
Is indeed that which I need!

Untamed

Petals thrust themselves at my face

Forcing me to enjoy their fragrance

Butterflies surround me, creating all around me,

A whirlpool in which I can travel to another dimension

Grass detach themselves from the soil

To land on my head, as the fairest of all crowns

Birds chirp in my ears

Songs imbibed with their own mystery

And I, mere sparkle of light,

Drowning ever so slowly

In life's darkest shadows

Find myself slowly drying up my tears

To allow myself to enjoy

This most marvelous array of creation!

Breathless, I just sit in the greens

Watching lazily as the show progresses

Feeling amazed at the love nature showers upon me

Why, being a child of humanity

Is surely one of the harshest of all the fates of existence

Yet, having a wonderful loving mother like Earth

Douses away all the pain

Leaving me and everyone else

Submerged by the intensity of such love!

Soon, the greens turn dark

The skies light up with millions of shimmering dots

And the figure of passion approaches me

With such a gruesome frown upon his face

That I simply burst out laughing

Before burying my face in the warmth of his chest

I've not neglected you,

I whispered,

I was fiercely battling demons;

Now, since I am calmed,

I wish to see stars in your eyes

And I want you to search for the moon in mine!

Life's surprises~~~

Life has so many ways of surprising us
And so many ways of showing us our path
Why,
As easily as a snap of one's fingers
Masks fall off
Revealing the disgusting faces of pretentious friends!

As easily as flowers do sway in the winds
Tricky ventures are revealed
Exposing how hideous are those
Who made themselves seen as being so virtuous!

Yet, somehow, the invading notes of my own whims
Forbid me to be bothered
Rather, they do bid me to centre my attention
Solely on those mystical clouds
There where angels sing and play all day
While finding the time, nevertheless,
To watch out for us!

Why, humans, when inhabited by jealousy
Or by negativity
Or by the need to harm
So as to feel good about themselves
Have features so distorted
That only those mirrors in their homes,
Mirrors which they have bewitched
Can convince them that they are made
Of beauty and grace
As it has never been seen
On Earth!

Why, life shall keep surprising us
And I, mere lover of the higher powers
Do choose to keep my palms open
To see what more shall they thrust upon me
To test the strength of my love!