The more silent is my mind,The more it speaks;Wisdom is a light divine,And its shadow a mystique!
Not all things that fall down break. Some develop wings.
The heart is delighted by the first,The other makes the mind go numb;Happiness and gloom like twins,Holding the hands together come!
The bird of hope singsPerched on the branches of twilight;Never grieve for anythingFor, the day always follows the night!
Requiring neither wood nor urns,Inside me is a fire that burns;Advising me to never accept defeat,The blessed fruit of hope it churns!
Thirst is the aim for quest,It keeps inspiring to find more and more;Otherwise, satisfied we would sit,And lazily rest on the shore!
When has life listened to anyone?It goes on at its own pace…Limping, when we wish it should run,And when calm desired, sprinting as in a race…
Close your eyes for a whileThe image that conjures is your soulmate Don’t pause, rush and say what you feelAfter all time and tide for none wait…
Discarded lay all the dreamsIn the bin of unwanted thingsTill you came and set them freeAnd, to soar, gave them wings…
Yesterday night gave birthTo a song, spirited and sprightly;It made my soul sparkle too,And since then, I have been oh so lively!
Hold my hands O Lord!Teach me to walk once againMy mind is covered with clouds darkAnd my soul wriggles in pain!
Where all lines and rays convergeWhere no one can travel furtherOne finds the abode of the soulAnd here, all routes one can augur
In your quest for peace within, you follow several paths. Over a period of time, the path which is meant for you shows up just like the opening up of petals of a bud. Tread on it and make the world more beautiful!
Blessed are they who can carryA smile on their faceThey are ones who have foundInner peace in life’s mace
It’s literature that provides solace to hearts wounded by man made divisions of religion, race, class, gender and class…
The songs of separation Are not always full of painOften they talk of the fondnessThat flows in the lovers’ veins…
What looks as a dead and dark end can become a glowing and shimmering start only if one has the patience to keep trying with positivity in the mind…
Even ripples have a rhythmTo feel it, listen to their soundTap your feet as they directAnd joy shall abound…
Before the tears of the eyes dry outLet them sprinkle words on the paper Life is short and the man shall dieBut the words shall live on forever…
I am still searching for a popular prayer which doesn’t seek materialistic or other benefits from God and is a simple prayer which simply expresses gratitude in Him and believes what He does will be for our best…
Lips half open,Words unsaid; And yet He understandsThe puzzles of life’s threads!
In this city of loveYour memories tinkle like an anklet My heart rhymes melodies to its tune And affection shines like a droplet
Far from the maddening crowds,Love leaves a trail;If you take my name, I shall comeLeaving behind all my veils!
You realize the speed at which you are going to move while ascending. You can reckon the speed at which you were going while descending. In between, you are too engrossed in the journey.Neelam ka gyaan
A casket full of stories I presentFrom the ocean of my feelings and its moodSome bring with it a tempest of tearsSome make you sit and broodThere are a few pearls of optimism tooWhich are colourful and multi-hued!
Prayers are a very personal and sacred thing. One prays when one feels like. Feel disgusted when I see people forcing others to pray, carry out certain rituals or chant the prayers loudly on loudspeakers.
Seeing the skylines The heart becomes pensive and still; Mammoth is the world,Our existence…almost nil!
I have reached this destinationAfter walking through miles and miles;See also my bruised feet,Don’t always go after my smiles…
You will meet many people who try to harm you, pull you down or back stab you. Don’t worry! They can’t really succeed unless you allow them to. Fill your aura with so much love and energy that that it will disallow any efforts to harm you!
After you cross a hurdle, it looks so easy. Sometimes, it may feel that it was always possible. However, for that feeling of euphoria, you have to slog. After all, nothing comes for free!
One day I shall leave the world,And if you feel like remembering me-Search me not in my ashes,In my words, you can rummage me!
The colour of the sea and the skyAre both blue and yet distinctOne depends on the other And, the other is by love inked…
Let me breathe You in,Let me taste the meaning of sublime;Let my soul mingle with You,Let me be one with divine!
The feet and their tappingWrite many a lovely coupletThe body dances to your rhythm O lordAfter all, you are the master and I a puppet
Innocent like the first dreamsA few words dropped on the paper;Contaminated they were by the surrounding air,Fame swarmed, naivety disappeared!