The mind
The creator
The destroyer
Creates bliss
Destroys peace
The mind
The judge
When smiles
Misery disappears
When complaints
Heaven fades
The mind
The battlefield
Attitudes fight
The winner reigns
The whole person.
Saturday, 6 October 2007
Thursday, 26 July 2007
SOLITUDE
Companionship is sweet
But lonliness is sweeter,
For the minds with exuberant ideas
And for the tumultuous ones,
With thunderstorms and fury.
The mortal wounds on the immortal-
Are healed by this invisible presence.
The puny petals of the mind too,
Blooms with its engravings-
Of the great panorama of life.
How soothing is this friendship,
To be tasted and experienced,for
The ever conflicting modern minds!!
But lonliness is sweeter,
For the minds with exuberant ideas
And for the tumultuous ones,
With thunderstorms and fury.
The mortal wounds on the immortal-
Are healed by this invisible presence.
The puny petals of the mind too,
Blooms with its engravings-
Of the great panorama of life.
How soothing is this friendship,
To be tasted and experienced,for
The ever conflicting modern minds!!
Friday, 15 June 2007
THE SINKING STAR
The most beautiful flower
Fades and withers away;
The sparkling silvery drops
And the morn`s mist
Vanishes ,when the Golden eye
Of the vast blue opens up;
The melodious musings of
The cuckoo,the pretty petals
Of the butterflies,everything
But the beauty of the setting sun,
Is squeezed and crushed by
The awesome hands of Time.
The splendour of the King`s chariot
With all its sundry hues.....
Of gold,silver and jade
His precious experiences, echoed
In the chirrupings of those
Retreating dancing birds,
Presents every eye and ear
A golden gift to be cherished
Forever and ever and ever.....!
Fades and withers away;
The sparkling silvery drops
And the morn`s mist
Vanishes ,when the Golden eye
Of the vast blue opens up;
The melodious musings of
The cuckoo,the pretty petals
Of the butterflies,everything
But the beauty of the setting sun,
Is squeezed and crushed by
The awesome hands of Time.
The splendour of the King`s chariot
With all its sundry hues.....
Of gold,silver and jade
His precious experiences, echoed
In the chirrupings of those
Retreating dancing birds,
Presents every eye and ear
A golden gift to be cherished
Forever and ever and ever.....!
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