Two Worlds Around Us ✨

 

Chirping Birds ~ Singing Rain,

War for Glory ~ Bleeding Pain;

Rainbow Clouds ~ Morning Dew,

Running Clocks ~ Rushing Crew...

Is there Enough Around,

To the Chorus Sound;

For the Ones who have Found,

A Yogic Life...

Sparkling Stars ~ Honking Cars,

Scenic View ~ a lengthy Queue;

Dancing Flowers ~ Limited Hours,

Twinkling Lights ~ the Rusty Fights... 

Is there Enough Around,

To the Chorus Sound;

For the Ones who have Found,

A Yogic Life...

With a Beautiful Mind ~ a Clever Sight,

With a Command over Our Thinking Kite;

Maybe you may not ~ or you just Might,

Start seeing much Beyond ~ The Horizon..

between Two Worlds Around Us...

Let us Live - Grow - Change

We see a sown seed Sprout,
A camera asking for a Pout;
We see the clouds Hide & Seek,
A parrot imitating us with his Beak...

We do feel the Heat & Rain,
Cherish the Joy - Regret the Pain;
We Love, we Care,
Also, we do get drowned in Despair...

The sky, the birds, the glowing Moon,
The earth, the animals, the peaks standing High;
The sea, the fish, the hidden Lagoon,
Each day, each moment are taking a Sigh...

Each thing, each one is ever changing Around,
Also look at us, we are no Exception;
We Change, We Grow without a pinch of Sound,
Being unnoticed since Inception...

To Notice, to Hear, to Change without Fear,
To See, to Be, the Change we want to See;
To Grow, to Rise, cutting stagnant with a Spear,
To Me, to We, let's Vow to the Change we want to See...

Let's not be Dead!

To Live is to Grow,
To Grow is to Change;
To Steer is to Row,
With or without any Exchange...

We Change - The World Changes...

Let’s continue to Live - Grow - Change…

Bleeding Truth

13th March was my birthday,
Had to choose a different way;
Decided to keep all priorities at bay,
& reach uphill Jeevdani Temple before yawns the morning ray…

Jumped off the bed at three,
Leaving alone my lazy routines free;
Let my sleepy eyes step out the door,
Reached the destination sharp at four…

Seeing the huge gates shut,
Was quite astonished but;
Looking at people waiting – sleeping at the door,
Again gazing at the majestic closed door;
Stepped to a man in blue,
Asking if he had any clue;
As to when will the gates unlock?
It was already four O’clock…

“Now” he replied,
My eyes glorified;
The screeching sound of the opening gate,
Ready to climb up ending up the wait…

Stepping up my foot ahead,
Not alone was I, sought of a group I led;
Dogs barking with joy,
Started playing without a toy…

Carrying a pumping heart,
Holding myself from falling apart;
Reaching up the divine,
Waiting at the shrine;
Wrapping up the curtain,
Relieving the uncertain;
Goddess Jeevdani lends us a sight,
Before flows down the gushing sunlight…

Instruments started to play,
As if the clouds were to dance;
Chants around the world,
Dipped in honey was every stance…

Praising loud the almighty,
A group of boys dragged along a goat;
Deafening cheer surrounded the hall room,
A sight difficult for me to note…

They came tearing away the crowd through,
Were given a passage even though the audience grew;
Masked murderers they seemed to be,
Greetings & Respect they got was surprising to see…

The goat with the group went to take blessings ahead,
My eyes were expecting a stain splash off bleeding red;
But the sight was not sought at the very site,
When I asked about it to a man in white;
The sacrifice was to be made down the hill,
Blank was I to hear it and stood still…

Are we so not a Man,
To believe in what we Can;
By killing others to Gain,
Being untouched by the Pain…

It’s time we Realize,
To learn to Sacrifice;
Not someone else’s blood will colour our Life,
We need to put ourselves under the so called “Knife”…

Are we ready to Bleed?