Saturday, August 29, 2009
Father Figure
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Umbitter Lust
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
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.
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Abridged
but built an endless bridge heart to heart
I don't think I can ever break or burn bridges..... distance( in the heart & mind) makes the strong and mature heart build spectacular and everlasting bridges. I am mapped to everyone in my universe by these bridges.