When Mind Resonates

  I walked through the pebbled creek, The water was soothing cold, The shades of trees made it dark, The silence was profound And the life's riddles went unanswered! The sobs masked in enchanting laughters, Fear concealed in arrogance, Crumbled heart concealed in charming winks! Wandering eyes in swift - Not giving a chance to read what eyes spoke… Fluttering butterflies locked in bamboo basket; Mesmer of fireflies in wilderness unseen, And the fireplace left in charcoals… The ways never to be walked, Still awaits unknown! Some dreams are just dreams; With a lifetime of damselfly… Nothing is new, but an odd repetition of history! I continued to walk in the cold creek; Pebbles were whispering in silence.

It was a cold winter night; Snow flakes were falling upon them; It was chilling cold; the donkey was slow; The land of ancestors, destiny had brought, And it was time for the new born to come- The lady was fidgeting in pain! The inns were crowded; Ancestor's land denied a cosy roof For the lady to have her labour… And the star was showing way  To the Wise men! And a benevolent mind spared; The cattle shed, in the midst of straws; The lady gave birth… The bells around the cattles' neck rattled; The first jingle bells the baby boy heard! The shepherds wandering with folks Saw light and heard that the 'King' was born! Born in a cattle shed! They ran to see the boy… The innocent and the wise were alike! Wise followed the star And shepherds were shown the way! And the baby smiled listening to jingles… The holy night was fulfilled. The mother wondered of this boy; So was the father; thinking still of his dream… The prophesies had to be fulfilled. The snow flakes fell into the...

It was darkness before dawn, The stone lamps in the sacred grove lit; An unearthly beauty filled the air, Incomprehensible sense of deep silence… I was alone, dumbfounded, Sat on the stone steps- Descending to the vast flowing river; A banyan, the oldest of the grove; Stood elegantly dropping the hanging roots, I watched the dawn creaking out. A saree clad mother, across the river, Was brooming the yard; The devil's tree was shedding  The enticing fragrant flowers to the river, As if sending a love note  To the beloved at the other end of the river; There was gloom in the air; Beauty and gloom blended- In the cord of melancholy! I receded into the darkness; The shades of the grove, giving A sense of security and belonging; Or I did not want to be seen!

I was quiet, Immersed in myself, Consciously brushing away memories, Ironically, more of those popped up! And I heard the birds singing aloud, And being responded promptly… Probably it was a communication, They exchange thoughts better than humans, There won't be excuses, ‘I do not know how to express feelings’, cliché! And I sensed the darkness brooding, The rain clouds whispering in the crowd; And it drizzled, and I was detached from myself, My soul fluttered like the tiny yellow butterfly; And the sweetest of the fragrances, emerged, Petrichor… and my eyes closed in savouring the moment, And I ran up the hill from the green valley, Bare foot, the green grass soft beneath my sole, Like a child wandering in wonder… The tiny purple flowers smiled at me; The lady bug, wondered of my insanity; I was blank, and it poured… I got drenched, I felt tears streaming, Still, I smiled back at the tiny purples. Memories, you are bitter and sweet; Let me have these moments; To cherish in my lon...

When the heaviest of the moments Burdening you was packed up, And kept in a sealed box, Un-opened, but carried all the way You walked, and sometimes stood; And sat, panting and breathless, Unable to bear the heaviness… Though once in a while the bitterness Did sneak out, and you go wild and insane. But, you managed to live moments Carrying that box, but never bothered To open up and throw each moments away, Laughing at each with someone beside; Every bitterness mocked at and thrown away… But was afraid of re-living moments gone, Frightening than those moments itself… Finally, some did sneak out Were thrown out as well, You were transforming, From someone you dreaded to be; To someone you were not familiar with… And now, you do not know who you are. I do not despise me, nor do I hate, But I do feel lost, searching myself… Finding myself was not a lone journey; But, I find myself alone in the midst  Of colours that's fading; Rain that is drizzling from pouring, Breeze going still an...

  I watched the water- Flowing, giggling shyly At the deep green pebbles… Lying on this wooden bridge, In the midst of this dense forest, Crowned with Autumn leaves, Swaying its colours in the most Perfect of the blends ever! The sun was going down Giving way to night to fall. Alone in the midst of beauty; Having all the reels of cherished moments Playing in mind's screen… Night was getting thicker, And I watched the twinkling stars Through the canopy shy- The perfect sight to have! I drained myself into the moment As if pouring myself into The crystal tumbler, efferevessing And disappearing into the vastness Of dark cold night... Letting go, as holding back Is a pointless gesture to have.

  The mosses grown in dark green Masking the rock beneath Clinging closer, as it's home, Companion, comrade and love! The life though infinitesimally small In the whole of this universe; Still carries the worth of being… The lilly next, bloomed in immaculate white Her pollens smiled in yellow tinge, To be withered and forgotten; And the moss too started drying, As the summer heat arrived; The stone left alone; Though stood unmoved! Awaiting next rain and the arrival of moss; To be her home, companion, Comrade and love! Changes, inevitable; The only event that's permanent! Seasons, people, circumstances… You and me! Though the alarm of change rings, We ignore and cling. The woodpecker was still at work, The kingfisher swiftly came up with a tiny fish; Maybe some things never change too! Or the changes are repeated, To repeat histories in generations! Subtle, un-noticed...

Far in sky it was all bright- The Aurora sprinkling The beautiful blend of colours; Nature being at its best, And me standing in darkness, Watching my soul being departed And walking away as a shadow! Absorbing the colours from sky... My soulless body leaning on to this Huge rock metamorphosed over years. I wished to go invisible to the world Than being soulless being. My soul blended in the sky I wish I could call him back, And fill me instead with the myriads Of charming colours… Colours, filling in the dark me!

I stood holding the bamboo bar At the balcony of the tree house, And watched the endless forest In the darkest of green in nature… There was underlying silence To every chirping and squeaking… I was all blank in the bliss of the moment; And then it drizzled,  The rain drops swayed in breeze; I was being gently spattered... I was absorbing every moment of it. The wild flowers, have bloomed In tiny citrus yellows and coral pinks; Pervading the beauty in miniature. Serene bliss flowed, I, unable to contain it! It poured, and the green leaves whispered The secrets of silence to rain; Where resides the depths of mystery of creation…