Yellow Moth!

I am intrigued...
After having met beautiful butterflies,
on my way: in Nature and in garden....
its yellow moth which sits in my balcony!
What divinity it is, or divinely enchanted all are!
But, seeing it spread so comfortably...
Makes my heart beat stop!
The yellow of the Spring,
Probably still lurks in somewhere!

A yellow moth in my balcony!

The Damru...

Dham dham dham dhi dham dhi dham
dham dham dham dhi dham dhi dham
Dham dham dham dhi dham dhi dham
Dhid dham dhi dham dham dham
dhim dhimi dham

The sound of the cosmos, used to come to me
to remind me of you, O Shiva!
In the form of the ice-cream wala
and, sometimes the Bombay sweet we had…
I used to run on terrace,
to see how that music looked like.
Ragged, torn yet very much one with earth and sand.
One with me, One with Universe!
In every music that I heard thereafter...
Your damru echoed long, vibrating in my heart.

Why did you play such music?
Which left me restless throughout the day?
And, to calm myself…
I had to run in woods and ask mother again…

“What did he want to say?
Why did he play that music, which longed me to stay with him?
Why can’t I be with him now?
What is it that I have forgotten, and can’t remember now?”

The only answer she gave was,
“Wait patiently my child, TIME will give all the answer you want.”

And, having finally perceived you in this world!
My heart leaps and plays the same music again
that I thought my heart had long forgotten...
Oh! Shekarayae Shiva… how long is the wait!
When we would talk of all, that was to be discussed…
Making me angry, is your favourite sport I know!
But, what would you do,
if I don’t speak to you anymore and disappear…
I don’t even know how much you Love me…
Is it just the words, or you really care a lot!

When will you play the same Damru again
when forgetting everything, I would dance with you again!
Feel the bliss of your presence again, to teach and be taught...
The sound of cosmos yearns to celebrate…
The Damru! That fills every single being with bliss...
I pray you to play again...

Dhimi dhimi dham dhi dham dhi dham
dhimi dhimi dham dham
dhimi dhimi dhi dham dhi dham!
Dhimi dhimi dham...
Dhimi Dhimi dham!

Threshold!

After leaving a life of illusion for six months,
I still ask questions of something which is not!
Maybe it was foolishness to believe,
as we lived in illusion for long!
I should have stopped there.
I don't know what made me follow, of that which was not...
Was it the vision or was it the trust of being acknowledged someday...

Love can't be there, where one denies the presence of the other!
Love can't be game play always, for it is a heart not a ball!
When one has time to acknowledge others and fail one,
It shows that the person doesn't care at all!
And at times, it's just not the acknowledgment,
it's the presence one wants!

Probably all has come to an end,
And, a time to move on...
Leaving that ONE to decide...
of brain being the "confident" winner or was it the "lonely" heart.
Was it a game of win or loss, or was no game at all!
At least there is one thing to do at the moment...
To be immersed in ONE,
and leave the rest, until the Call...

Pic Courtesy: Google!

Egyptian Fish!

Was it the smile or the presence it wanted,
That it did acrobatics as I looked spell bound...
and as it kept on talking to me ceaselessly,
in the language of its own!

Its scale had made me curious...
How did it know of it...
for it stayed still,
while I reveled at the knowledge, it dawned on me!
Its not that usual kind of even scale...
that my other two loving fishes have!
Its a loop-scale...golden, orange and black!

Its fins are short, and the way it move its tail rhythmically
Tells a different story altogether!
It feels happy when I sit in front of it...
Telling me number of things or reminding me of thus!
It chatters continuously, and is loving I know...

As I brood of what to call them...
I am reminded of story,
it wants me to pen down!

Pic. at home: (24/06/2015)

Home

They say there is just one network near Alps
and the network name is Shivayae!
thinking that the only way my mobile,
can be used is for photography...
The wind coming from all direction,
felt blessed!

People discussing Amarnath, and a day away
Made me miss him, but as soon as I missed him
I felt him close... felt him in the air!
And, when he is there, she is present too!
Never separate from him...
A CALL hard to understand,
yet being CALLED a blessing!
Making you feel at HOME at once!

The clouds forming there...
is Shivayae _/\_
And, when someone tried to plant seed of fear!
Why didn't I feel afraid?
Walked innumerable time here...
It was my second home or HOME!
The mystic was no more a mystery...
As it revealed its very essence!

I know a time will come,
when we will return...
From where we have come!
Maa Bhagwati, will call us lovingly,
as we will smile back to her...
This time with knowledge,
that she loves us a lot!
Aum Namah Shivayae_/\_
 

Pic. at Sonamarg (08/06/2015)

The Snake: The Bhakt! (Inspired by My Mother and Shail Gulhati's The Yogi and the Snake)

When the poison, started flooding during the Samundra Manthan
Chaos running high in everyone,
we saw everything imbalanced...
You, My Lord.... had then stepped down
To hold it in your throat and bring the balance to entire cosmos...
As you bent down to drink the poison, from The Manthan
We your Lord, your follower... can't be left out!
So, when the potion dripped...
We chose it as our Prasadam!

They say, that when you drink poison, the throat burns....
But we knew Maa Bhagwati,
Our Mother...would always take care of US!
Yes, we felt the burnt as it ran in US...
But, the cold shower of Motherly Love helped us in enduring even that...
And, when she cooled us...
we decided to wind in your neck and share the coolness...

Even till today, when we absorb the Poison: the Negativity around us as an Empath!
We know you had drank a greater potion then US!
Many a times the poison took form of anger and raged in US...
And, Maa Bhagwati came down to calm and cool us...
And, when Mother gave us her coolness, in the laps of Nature!
We chose to wound around your neck,
and share our mother's Love and stayed CALM...

We are often misunderstood, and underestimated...
But, when you have a greater Love of Maa Bhagwati and Shiva...
What can the Bhakt ever ask of... _/\_

Sunflower!

I met her in Gulmohar, Kashmir...
She was as white as snow
and as loving as she could be...
When I mounted her to get to Children's park
I felt guilty!

But, they said, that was the only way to reach there...
I prayed to mother earth to make me as light as possible
As if hearing my prayers, Mother Earth made me feel light.
And, as we moved forward with her reins in my hand,
I kept it a little loose, so as to not cause her discomfort!
I had asked her name and the horseman had said, "Sunflower!"

As she was hearing and stumbled on rough ways
I heard a lash of stick on her back...
Making me cry out instantly, "Don't hit her!"
And, as I am writing now
why and what kind of tears are streaming down...
It was as if that one whip was not on her
But, had hit my heart hard!
I asked her forgiveness and touched her as lovingly as I can!

I understood her as much as she did...
Connected as Tshaeylu of Avataar!
She read my fear,
and was as smooth as clouds even on rough grounds
Every time I touched her, I felt I made connection!
It was like we have rode together before!
I knew she wanted to fly, and take me along...

As we returned, the dark clouds rising up high on Alps,
She wanted to be the one to lead on!
Instead of her rein,
I touched her neck to guide her in direction
But, she an expert wanted to hug me closer...
She made me feel Young, Queen and a long lost friend hard to be found!

I wish I could stay there, only for her!
And, when I got down...I touched her face lovingly
I recognized her, as much as she did!
In response, she barred her teeth!
I wish I had something to feed her...
She was taken away from me,
A moment when I heard my heart crying out loud!
As I recollect her memories now,
I just wish she is healthy and safe somehow!
Wish that she wouldn't be hit in anyway
when she is being rode by others!

Hope Mother Earth has a blessing on her...
I am miles and miles away from you, my sweetheart...
But, through words and dream,
I HOPE to reach you today somehow!
LOVE you and MISS you lot Loving Sunflower... 

Pic Courtesy: Google

A Beautiful Illusion!

Why do some Smile heal,
as if they were blessed with it!

After the return from an exhaustive journey…
the bones crackling,
the muscles having felt the humps and the potholes
thought what would become of it,
when it returned to its abode!

Life showing all sides of illusions…
Yet the most beautiful illusion,
has a power to heal...
As if it had stood its own hard time…
And, is evident that time had stood still!

Why does it feel so complete
to have just one glimpse of his…
All the time I had known,
he had been busy with something.

How do I tell him of…
People from past zooming back into life
When I know he himself…
is from my greatest past which stands tall!

Why the illusion is more appealing
than the reality itself…
The visions so clear,
that the thought of taking a step against it
shakes me from within!

And, when I don’t know what to do
As illusion from all direction shrouds me
I sit quietly and believe that ONE!
As things occur, of which I have no hold on!

Pic Courtesy: Google