I'll pray

Retracing...

I think of you when I talked to you
I pray to you. O! You're in trouble
I can't walk to you. I can't feel you
I want to help you. Can I is what I ask you
You're the Seed and you should find yours
I pray for myself to you; and I pray for you too

Long time after Love pushes me to Love
Let me Love you and let me Love you.



Trouble of the loving ones and my inability to overlook/comprehend or to contribute, question my ability and push me to the seemingly 'appropriate' way to the shrouded space of love - a divine period of time. It's been a long time

When the poise gets wings

My Father died or did I just open my eyes
From a calm top to a deadly sea
I wonder how I floated amidst lonely spree
I felt Him, I feel I did, yes, deep inside me
In essence if only, the dream was sweeter than the real cream
The forms called Truth sprints with me
As it plays with me, living through me
Questioning you, and you, and you and me

Lemme think...

My sister talked about 'Burying in one's own tomb of thoughts/worldview'....interesting....

Mr. Mooda talked about ....." Spirit & Spirituality" ....where spirit is 'wine' :)....interesting again....shall explore some other day


For now, O you people.......O you

Colour of your eye

Lonely I am again as I fail to look at myself
Wandering in thoughts of you and me
I fall again in the hide & seek of self & help

I want you is not what I feel I need
I need you is what I feel I don't want

My love I ask you again the same song
Can't we walk together, while walking alone

Oh my ....Oh my....

In the auro community....

G**

Is it important to know what is God
Is it allowed to feel who is Our Lord
Duality or Oneness, does it even matter?
When the Truth is for self, not to order or follow

The questions & words shall prevail till I breathe
Not in the known but in the selves the answer remains
Of all useless and waste questions, one hangs all the time
Who is God and what is It, O Dear, let's stop being genius
Let's explore, let's evolve. Let us play the game for all
With self, with fire; with the Love in its all forms

Saints and seers shined not to kill the One
Who resides in us, Who manages our flow
From dirt to divinity, Who takes us to home
Of unknown Reality but felt divinity

O dear Being....

Dear Roopali

May time touches your timeless thoughts, again and again


I HATE YOU

How dare you treat me like this
Pulling the baby in me on my lip
No matter how I try to be a man
I am pushed down on the mercy of your tip
Of love, of thought; of the care you shower
On the dry zones of my lonely self

O dear lady! Can I even tell you
What I earn from your lovely presence?
O sweet strength! You are not good
But an excellent sign of existence
Mother I've known, but now I've known you
Mould me for yourself, I beg, the way you want to

Blessed are those I believe who have known you
The path of Truth passes nothing but your own room
Oh Lovely! Wishes sweetest flow out from me
To the deserving that is you that is you
Allow me to kiss your hands so soft
And honour this world between you and me