Sunday, March 18, 2012

Innocence


INNOCENCE




When child,
String–box phone were miracle
How does sound travel l through thread?
Found them amazing

As a grownup
I know how it works
Not a miracle





Rainbows,
Seed sprouting to become a plant,
Stars, rain…….
Beautiful, fascinating but
Logic says: not a miracle

Space outside is understood

Space within is different
What keeps me going?
What makes me react?
or act?.......
…….?????

Inner Child is in awe!

Innocence is awakened

Now, sees life in everything,
Every being,
Every where, in or out,
Every moment is now a miracle!

                   *      
                                                                                                                                   
Logic of Adult pushed aside
Ruling is innocence of Child
Miracles seen every moment

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OSI Prompt : Miracle

Moods



Moods


Blues of life
Can take away nothing
When pinks prevail

-
Haiku Heights Prompt :Blue

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Waiting


Waiting

I can be irresponsible
Yet
Sun rise every morning
Rivers flow
Sea is contained
Flowers blossom
Love float

When will I begin to be responsible?

or

Am I waiting for more confirmations
That He loves me?

When will I opt for His love
And not my small comforts?

--


Childhood passed
Child within still play
Craving love

--
OSI Prompt : Confirmation
Haiku Heights Prompt : Childhood

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Underground activities!




(Worm poop on sea sand)



Not known yet aware it is there!
Deep underground,
Surface once in a while!


Cortex
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OSI Prompt : Underground

Sunday, February 26, 2012

Muse


What is it
That has made eyes to twinkle,
Brought new life in limbs,
Smile on face,
Made heart to dance?
Head looking down Swing up
to
Explore vastness of sky?

Legs are taping 
Body swinging in rhythm,
What is it?

What is it
That has driven depression from mind
Away by miles and
Transformed life into a
Celebration?

Whatever,………………please stay.

--
OSI Prompt : Muse

Friday, February 24, 2012

Elements Lost


Beautiful fishes
Long and swift
Playing around sea plants
In deep within
So beautiful, mesmerizing

Sometimes Golden
Sometimes pink, blue…..
…..Different moods

Wanting to show them to you,
I try to shape them in words
Add sketch or photos
But at best is a very poor mock up

I still persist

Trying to bring those deep water beings
Into dry air
And present to you  
But
Dead fishes

Elements lost

Please see my limitations
And forgive me

--
OSI Prompt : Elemental

Saturday, February 18, 2012

Elementry




Flower & bee
So different
Yet made from same elements
As You 
&
Me.


All we want is
To play,
Love and be loved!




So elementary is this knowledge
And evaporates even as we pass
Elementary schooling!






Rest of the life is spent
In search of it.

-

OSI Prompt : Elemental

Sunday, February 12, 2012

Vital


Not happy with
Situation around

And thought
Let go,
Not holding on,
…..Keeping silent
Will bring about desired effects

It did not.

Keenness for silence to be effective,
Took away a
Part of that silence

….A part so vital 
For silence to be effective


-
OSI Prompt : Vital                           

Sunday, February 5, 2012

Sour Grapes


Sour Grapes

Life spent, searching Mr. Right,
 Of her ’perception’
She found one, at last!

But she did not fit
His perception of
Bride!!

"Oh, all men are like that"
She grumbled
While browsing on a dating site!


-

OSI : Sour Grapes

Thursday, January 26, 2012

One Single Impression : WRONG


Friends,

I just got up after watching a live debate about conversion of two Muslims in Kashmir valley on  TIMES NOW.  It was a terrible show. Quality of debate was nowhere near mellowness & serenity such discussions require.
Faith became a matter of ego instead a tool that alleviate harmony, love.

 Following verse is a result of that discussion – that noise.
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Faith,
A subject of heart.

Debated on a news channel

Arguments and counter arguments
All products of limited minds
Play of egos
Creating noises
Troubled Heart feels lost in that
Noisy bazaar
And no one cares!

Missing is serenity that connects
Missing is
Faith.

                                                                                                                                Harshad
                                                                                                                                                                           25.1.12