when i was born, i was free,

when i was born,
i was free,
without a name
without a cast or creed
my past was the essence of love my parents shared between them
and future were the dreams they nurtured for me

i got a name and a family at a price
i was no longer myself
i was someones son, nephew , brother....
they told me god created the universe
i wondered
that did it really would have mattered if my parents would not have created me

whenever as a child i fell sick, i saw my mother praying
and when i woke up in the middle of the night ,
i always saw my mother
the god was never there
and my father on earth always held my hand
i dont know about our father in heaven

as i grew up
i felt the cobwebs tangle my being
i was defined by a religion and dazzled by faith
and when nothing else worked
i was coerced by rhetorics
of angles and demons, of devil and god
it was a serendipity
that as i plotted to steal my younger brothers chocolates,
i discovered the devil ,
and when he came to know of the plot , he gave me those chocolates
alas i saw god
my bully classmate pushed me, i fell and i felt a demon
the class teacher picked me up, and i saw the eyes of an angel
so easy it was
they were so close to us
and we grope into volumes to find them

i know when i die
i will not carry any Karmic debts along
for there are none
my conscious is responsible for the acts i intentionally commit
and then it is also defined by the bias of my conscious
if i get sucked up into the vortex of greed i die un-contented
but if i accept the truth that i was born naked
i will die in peace
with myself

return of the lost spring ( experimenting surreal poetry in free form)

E A S Y
it was,
for YOU

to c#anze the wOrld i believed in...
youcameyouchangedandyouwent away ......
'blissfully' :))
ignorant about == autumn equinox ==
leaving me @ ##stranded in a sordid squalid##
to stand along the lengtheningshadows...............
and gather [{()}} fallen leaves

as the daylight deficit
into an eloooongated polar w,i,n,t,e,r ,
an urge of -----emotional hibernation------ ///eclipsed/// reason
to survive the ::::frigid:::: eternity::::: of :::::a:::: dry::::: ice::::::: glacier::::::::::::::::::::
(wrapped)
in a notional warmth ~~~ of steadfastness
to live
with + out UOU (you)

dRunk
on a surreal cOnCoCtIoN of Imaginative REALITY
h*a,ll-u**c,i;n:a_t 1n^g salvation
with w i d e ) open ( eyes
i know
i will keep chANngiNG
___subliming*****
m=e=t=a=m=o=r=p=h=o=s=i=n=g
into extinction
{what will remain
is the (notion of)
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>[return of the lost spring]}!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

...You

i always felt that sun was bright,

until it was dwarfed in your light.

i used to think that sky was clear,

till moment your eyes came near.

i saw in stars a twinkle of hope

your smile narrowed this scope

i was besieged by moonlight grace

until i saw your angle face

the balmy breeze i felt was so divine

then you walked with eternal sunshine

Mona Lisa true

i did not find Vinci inspiring at all

hanging for posterity on the wall

oh that famous Mona lisa smile

i find its boring once in a while

eternal beauty they claim it to be

normal is what she seems to me

mystic charm they see in her eyes

i find it nothing but a bundle of lies

and then it happens, thinking of you

i,search no further for Mona Lisa true

...you are indeed beautiful

let the winds kiss you curls,

and spread the balmy breeze

let the sun shine in your eyes ,

and let iridescence increase

smile and let spring unfold

in grace let those stories be told

laugh and let the warmth get bold

thaw within what is left cold

get up and walk ,a step or two

from him , come back to you...

see your self in the mirror a heart full

...you are indeed beautiful

The Quest

am i- myself
or is myself - i
the answer eludes me
when i search within
i find that i am the inception of infinity
infinity that surrounds me
the eternity exists
in a perceptual continuum of belief
the gods and goddess
the nymphs and the demons
the prophets and the messiahs
they all are illusions
woven by dexterous subterfuge
to blind humans with faith
to strangulate logic
that solicits a rationale of existence
that asks questions and seeks answers
to the question
who am- i
and who- i am
am i nothing
but a mere expression of providence
i denounce the divine nemesis
that has been juxtaposed on my existence
i exist because i am
i am because i want to
i want to because it sustains me
sustains me to seek the truth of my being
am i- myself
or is myself - i

She is beautiful

She is eloquent as a prose
 and as beauteous as a rose
her eyes -lit so bright
radiate eternal light
flawless is her face
reflects eternal grace
and her captivating smile
 be spells you- within a while
She is perfectness up and close
as elegant as a prose
 as beauteous as a rose