Friday 1 April 2011

I Am..


What I am...What am I?
Similar words yet a different thought
A question where my soul  is often caught


One seeks virtue and the other pleasures,
and to seek the latter has gone all measures.
Karma or fun and i wonder what we need in the longer run.


What I am...What am I?
Similar words yet a different thought
A question where my soul  is often caught



A lonely walk in the woods 
and i think of what i have under the hood.
Yet coming back to a familiar world
and the values thought, no longer hold.



What I am...What am I?
Similar words yet a different thought
A question where my soul  is often caught

My perception and the human deception
and my mind gives in to the worldly contraption.
Hindsight and introspection..
Yes i ponder on karmic perfection.

What I am...What am I?
Similar words yet a different thought
A question where my soul  is often caught





Tuesday 29 March 2011

The Hill seems high



The Hill seems high and my friends say "WHY"
Is it all worth the time and i actually question my mind

A few like minds and we all begin the climb
With nature all around and the familiar insect sound
We all feel bound with a strange feel around
Some feel the first raindrops and some the clouds

I feel it the nature and nature my friends is GOD
What a lovely meeting with the one who made it all

Still the hill was high and my friends asked why .........

Sunday 27 March 2011

Love or Not

Romanticism i feel is inspired by the dark. I never heard anyone say that but i feel that is the way it is.
It is always the moonlit sky, the early dawn,candlelit tables that come to our mind when we think of a romantic setting.
Surprisingly we seek inner light in love but why do we look for it in the dark? What is there in the moon that  inspires Romanticism . We all seek solace in these surroundings where there is lack of light , where the mountains are dimly lit and the clouds deprive the sunny day of its light.
I often wonder as to what is love or romance ? Is it an impulse stronger than sex or is it a part of our urge to have sex as an integral part of our living instinct?
Is romantic love bound to be doomed or does it have a sunnier side ? more than the darkness which is supposed to ignite it .