Spring And The Sun

Spring And The Sun

My heart bled like a melting sheet of ice,
as Spring encroached over the wilderness,
thawing the frozen rivers back to life
but I felt like the fading winter days!
Perhaps the ruthless chill had kept me warm,
by feeding me just enough to survive
but in Spring my dreams did grow back and thrived
to melt down and head again for the sea!
    

Then I thought I had vowed to be the sun
(and all it ever truly did was burn,
even when absurd human thoughts had claimed
that it revolved around the earthly plains),
despite seeing how often human fears were unleashed,
whenever the humble sun was, by shadows, eclipsed!

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Clues To My Universe

Clues To My Universe

My virtues ebb and rise
but my sins remain perpetual!
So your conviction is virtuous
but my love is the sin!
I am a polygon
with infinite points on my edge
that fade into nothing
without the simple one at my heart!
You can see me, of course,
once the smoke of love recedes
and the fog of life subsides
but with a ceiling on my dreams
I’m negated instantaneously!
Though to see and know me are different
and each is too often antonymous
to the other one but if you still want
to know and belong in my universe,
define me with tautology and calculus!

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An Atom

An Atom
Dedicated to Melinda Kucsera,
for her interest in the Quantum Theory

Am I not like an atom in every way,
predictable and intuitive on the face of it
but defying shreds of common senses at the core?
   

Am I not everywhere unless I am pinned,
wriggling at a certain spot by an observer,
on the illusory fabric of space and time?
   

Come and figure me if you can without a change
to myself through your mensuration either in
my future afterwards or in your past, before!
   

And only being an atom can aptly explain,
why no matter how the time is, bitter or sweet
I am always filled with an emptiness inside!
   

So, yes an atom, that is me, tiny and charged,
with the mystery of creation etched in my heart!  

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Precious Peace

Precious Peace

Of course, it feels great to be understood
but even when some are not, let them be
not whining but silent in gratitude
instead of craving for felicity!
  

What good might come when you are recognized
after struggling hard for becoming so,
toiling through prolonged days and sleepless nights?
Can love be spontaneous when it is sought?
  

So let us rather not yearn for the light
of approval and acceptance at all
but follow what conscience endorsed as right
and love, just for the love of human souls!
  

Precious peace will not be found through an arcane trick
but in the courage to offer the other cheek!
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Freedom of Expression: A Disclaimer

Freedom of Expression: A Disclaimer
Though it might seem rather out of context, let me take the posting of this piece as an opportunity to wish all my fellow Indian bloggers in WordPress, a prosperous Republic Day!

 

I’m the supreme sovereign of my words,
the sole strategist, architect and CEO!
   

I am only what my words paint me as –
a traitor if my words speak of treason,
a heretic if they have heresies
but I know they have nothing but the truth
So I am, if you truly want to look,
more akin to Socrates, a gadfly!
   

You are my love, my sacred guest and beloved,
so come with a strand of rose if you must,
not with wrinkled scissors that belies your age
for these words are the beacons that I trust!
    

So in my realms you are regally registered,
until my art finds you guilty of a coup d’état!

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