Friday, November 13, 2009

 

Who are you?

who are you reallybehind your smile
who makes my life so worth its while
who makes all those lonely days a distant past
in who's anticipation did I really last?
....dedicated to the thought, anticipation, and being that you are.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

 

Chemistry

I don't think we've met before
I don't think we've spoken either
All I know is that now forever more
it doesn't matter if we've done neither

.......... less said the better

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

 

Acknowledgement

The skies opened as if to say
worry not, we'll cry your tears away

I had a one of those days moment last evening after ages (2 months), when I finally allowed myself to feel angry and cry. This morning as I stepped out of my house, faced the lovely ocean and cast sky, a downpour started as if to assure me all is fine. Nature is not called mother nature for nothing.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

 

Father Figure

Larger than life
deeper than love
my saviour from strife
I find peace in your grove
an ocean of relief 
your presence is
a perennial belief 
that life is bliss
your comforting voice
will din my every scream
save my grace and poise
in finding my every dream
I promise to try my every way
to be like you in life some day

I dream of being like my Dad some day soon..... 

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

 

Umbitter Lust

Be it dawn, noon or dusk
My senses seek your magic musk
In your absence I often think
I will reach insanity's brink
To taste your adult flavor
And its richness for moments savor
So often have I tried to sneak
To have you in my moments weak
If from you I have to abstain
No other company will I entertain
I profess my love most true
To you, my umber bitter brew!

And you thought .... ;-)?

 

Addict's Verdict

Some habits like people I want for keeps
Where absence is all that makes me weep
Rain or sunshine, my Sundays ain’t same
Without my caffeine fix, the mornings’ so lame

I love, hug, kiss, enjoy, and cherish my coffee... and if its from my mom's kitchen, freshly brewed degree filter coffee, I love it ten times more...... I can go without food and water but never my kaapi!

Thursday, August 20, 2009

 

I sometimes recall my gypsy days

When I was content in every way

the days I drank just rum and coke

the days when I was happy and mostly broke

wearing dreams like my flouncy skirt

and an attitude quite immune to hurt

though I drifted and wandered about

I stayed the same always no doubt

later I outgrew my gypsy garb

But I didnt do so because of any barb

I have realized what I love about me

Is that at heart a gypsy I'll always be

The gypsy in me shall never die! This is one quality I love about myself :-)


Wednesday, August 19, 2009

 

Disciple's Woe

To defend you is insult enough

but to not is even more tough

I wonder how to let it go

to not tell them what all I know

A mind ahead of your times you were

A storm of the highest did you stir

Very often when I talk about my favorite teacher Osho, I am more often than not confronted with his media made image of a sex guru. People who haven't even read anything about him have told me I have warped my head by reading his works. To defend him is such an insult to the man who said courage is the crux of everything - love, trust etc... and who also said "dont follow me." A man and mind ahead of his times.... I wish I could have experienced his presence atleast once in my lifetime! I am so grateful to my parents for introducing me to his writing.


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