SON OF THE WIND

Sing I your virtues in 40 stanzas every day.
Chant with devotion your name ceaselessly.
And seek I today your boundless wisdom and strength;
your thunderbolt to destroy the diabolical demons
that prey on me from the netherworld of my mind.
Your grace, my protective sheath.

O! Son of the Wind, I carry you in my heart with adoration
in the same way as you do the Lord.

FIRST SECOND SIGHT


I hold you in my gaze

Warm, the cockles of my heart

The beats, a now recognisable constant

Dull noir pulsates to hyper-saturated chromas

In breaths and out

Stream of consciousness triggering synapses

Agitated ‘Nowhere-ness’ to limpid ‘now-here-ness’

A discordant indigo mind turns into a more placid azure

Eyes well up

I blink away a tiny tear 

As the heart drinks deep

I am back

DEVPRAYAG – THE JOURNEY

Ups and downs
Twists and turns
Zigs and zags
A long walk
Stairs to climb
Bridges to cross
A thirst to quench
To reach that destination

A rushing rapid
A calming stream
Converging at a confluence

How befitting
An apt personification of life itself

Penning a Poem

Back at staring at a blank sheet of paper after long
I thought a nice writing instrument would help move things along
Something expensive might serve as a treat
To enable the mind to writers block defeat

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PRALAYA*

While under COVID lockdown, and on a walk, I came across this striking metal mural of Lord Shiva – the Destroyer. I thought it apt for days like these when the end of the world seems nigh. And here below is my poem inspired by it: Continue reading →