The Empty Lover

Oh my beloved, my dearest How long have I waited for you The mask-less lover Where all have I looked for you Behind a hundred faces Beyond a thousand words Where all have I travelled for you Miles and miles across throughout The three worlds that I witness How long have I waited for you...

Who Am I?

Apparently, I turn 25 today. What a joke! I could only communicate the Truth to you by using Language of Paradox as a literary tool. Read carefully and resolve the paradox, and you will realize it. This poem is my gift to you.

The Shore

In front of my eyes it passes away.In my awareness it runs it's play. Thousands of moments of splendour and glory,Thousands of moments of suffering and disappointment. Many people with their loving embrace,Many more with their judgements and fights, All blessed in their own way,All blessing in their own way. They make merry, make love,...

The light of all lights

Being the epitome of all knowledge, do I need another to dispel ignorance in me? Being the source of all transcendental love, do I need another to love me? Being the source of all light, do I need another to light me up? Being free from freedom itself, do I need another to free me?...

Freedom

After having travelled a long and arduous path, After having attained what people spent the last of their age through the ages, I see that the knower of Truth becomes the Truth. That is how he knows it. In other words, he is always the truth, he just didn't know it until then. There is...

The Eternal Hideout

The pounding waves fall silent,And I think of you in that moment,Until the waves break again, And the roar of the sea continues.The silences keep coming,And with them, the hopeSurely but unpredictable, For something more than what's on offer.The full moon keeps stealing that moment,And I can't but obey the laws of nature.But before thoughts...

Point of No Return

I rode for an hour and waited for another But all there was was noise and noise all over.   Like a boat cleaving through the unending waves In search of deeper waters I kept on and on waiting for the storm to clear.   The cherished sun had set and the cold winds blew...

The Oriental Swan

She wakes up at dawn, And dances her way through the day. Starting with the rising sun, Brightens up the world with everything she has to say. With smiling eyes and a floating heart, She dances her way through the day, Bringing a new dawn to everyone, She passes by in her stay.

It Is Me Who Loved You

Don't forget me, Darling, It is me who loved you; Like the sunrises and the sunsets Love the rolling clouds as they Blush in scarlets and purples; Like the vibrant trees With their leaves dancing In the whistle of wind, It is me who loved you; Like the tender child Loves the first sight of...

The Story – Part 2

Mishka galloped back alone to the village, where the shepherds gathered waiting to be led to the grazing grounds. The place was teeming with flocks of sheep and goats - young, lively ones amidst the slow and old sheep which by years of experience in grazing, knew well where they ought to go at this...