Seasons of me

Raindrops falling
distant winds calling
stillness haunting
with an emptiness daunting

snowflakes melting
darkness fading
morning sun rising
with colors enticing

starlight blazing
lonely clouds appraising
adventure alluring
for promises assuring

twilight drifting
lightness lifting
heaviness shifting
an evening uplifting

darkness enveloping
glazed skies hoping
silence suggesting
a time of resting

raindrops falling.........


Beginning and ending
continuos unstopping
no breaking no pausing
receiving and sending

growing maturing
secrets uncovering
new paths discovering
meaning unearthing

concepts breaking
ideas shattering
a new kinda longing
a life transforming

silence celebrating
heart rejoicing
love surrounding
a peace everlasting

Without you I am lost...German poem

Okay so this is my fist attempt in writing a German poem, the words in it are also the sum total of my measly A2 level vocab in German, if there are any grammatical mistakes, blame google translate, its German grammar sucks!

ohne dich, bin ich verloren

kann ich nicht ,ganz gut sehen und horen

ohne dich bin ich niemand und nicht

alles ich kenne, ist du bist

Ohne dich mein leben ist verpasst

uber diese, keine ahnung du hast

aber bin ich nicht ohne dich

du bist uberall, sicher sich

alle ich sehe, alle ich mache

alle ich denke, ist uber du bist

manchmal habe ich angst

manchmal bin ich nicht sicher

weil ich dich vermisse

und ich fuhle mich allein

Dann habe ich zu viel fragen

aber kein antwort, ya oder nein

Und dann habe ich realisiert

du bist mein lebens kriesvekher

alle antwort habe ich gefunden

dass ohne dich, bin ich verloren

Being a teacher

You sit there,

with bright hopeful eyes looking at you.

Hoping for a fresh direction, a meaning new.

You sit there

wondering if you could ever be

all that you need to be

And then in moments things flow,

and you are lost in a chaotic whirlwind of

conversations high and low.

And then in a moment its over

leaving you empty and hollow

those very hopeful eyes

that once looked for hope outside

are now closed wide

And when they open,

its all so calm, so light

You sit there

there is no other place

you'd rather be

and no other sight

you'd rather see.

Rest with feelings

The Art of Living Ashram is teaming with splendor of Navaratri.

Gurudev broke his silence today, with the message, 'rest with feelings'.

This poem is inspired by him.

In thick of celebrations

all around

from depth of silence

not a sound

the message was loud and clear

rest with feelings my dear

You have come after a struggle

so long so hard

you were broken into pieces

into shards

now its over, I am near

rest with feeling my dear

Wake up to the beauty

all vibrant and fresh

from the illusion of chaos

delusion of mess

perfect as a juicy ripe pear

when you have rested

with feelings my dear

And now the sky's so blue

without a cloud

every thought can be heard out

aloud

dont doubt, all pain ends here

just rest with feelings my dear

Rest with feelings

Life's no longer an

unfulfilled dream

Rest with feelings

as sweet as cherries

as light as cream

A love so deep, cant help

but shed drops of tear

rest in bliss with feelings

my dear.

And now...

he walks along
holding my hands
though the ocean
and the harsh lands

though i don't feel it
all the time
looking deeper i find
intense signs.

walking me through
ups and downs
and never letting go
through smiles and frowns

giving me the sight
beyond the eye can see
making me aware
of being me

he walks along
like an invisible strength
protecting me from
any scratch or dent

Igniting a mellow
light inside.
even on a rainy day
the world looks bright

ever since i was but
a seed
he took care of my
every growing need

everyday, he becomes
more immense
till i dissolve into
his sweet essence

till all but that
cease to exist
in this world
i continue to drift

clinging to that
evergreen fragrance
my world stops
making any sense

as i drown
a bit more, each time
in me i feel the grace
divine
holding my hands
he walks along
turning my life
into a song

never again will
i ever question
coz i know every move
is towards progression

this is what
i was looking for
this where i belong
now i know for sure
nothing ever would
go wrong

DRIFT

Am drifting along
In a makebelieve world
where the plastic buds
dont unfurl

Drifting along but not apart
without an ending without
a start

Several lines
waiting to be written
with words inbetween
that remain unsaid

I imagine what it
would like to not be
without the play
of this cosmic sea
a mystery so unfathomobly
deep

So i choose not to drift but to dive
to the of source of pure enthusiasm
the source of life

Uncertainities

things are happening
all in a flow,
cant no longer find time
to feel the breeze's
gentle blow

things change
so fast with time,
it don't wait to ask
if you're ready for the climb

all in a flow, in a smooth
transition
one after another in quick
successions
whether i like it or not
every instance seems
like my only shot.

from linear to
multidimensional
every reason seems
intentional
as if all predetermined

like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle
all preassigned.

So what happens next,
is what i ask evey time
waiting with baited breadth
for that one symbol, one sign

Tired of waiting for so long
to merge with that melody of
a distant song.

Meanwhile
i am aware
meanwhile
i am alive
till the time i can
into that ocean dive.

Ephemeral Flower

I pray with every word
Verses which go unheard
through the echos of time
where none changes
neither you nor thine.

I set to look, knowing not
how or where to begin
to find unwritten melodies
waiting for me to sing,
every moment a doubt
intrepid with thoughts that
might be heard loud,
and knowing not where this
will lead,
words that keep ringing
to which i pay no heed-

never apart were we in this
space
just lost in the ephemeral race

Now i know you're not lost
haunted with buried memories
of a forgotten past.
knowing I'll go through it
all over again,
every emotion that felt so
intense.

The nature seems to know
thine game,
so whispers the wind untamed,
the quietude of sky,
and every soul born to die.
without a word they seem to say

never apart were we in this space
just lost the ephemeral race

As the creation moves forward
and rewinds
with consequences and mysteries
unexplained by science
all lead me back to the same old place where

never were we lost, never found
untouched by darkness
and fear unbound.

Never apart, just an illusion of distance
waiting to break free from
this ephemeral plane of existence

Message to thy anonymous

who are you unseen unheard
creating havoc and turmoil amidst
life so peaceful and smooth
with words so harsh and a tone so rude,
without asking if it was polite to intrude.

who are you unseen , unheard
entering unwelcome disturbing my calm.
For the pain and misery you cause me,
there is no balm.

before you i was doing fine,
revelling in a comfort divine,
then you came and all was disrupted
as if a dormant volcano erupted.

who are you, unseen unheard
because of you all
close ties are being cut.

who are you unseen unheard
to whose face i want to slam
my doors shut.

no matter how anonymous you are
until the end of this default war.
admire me if you want, from afar
coz that's as close as we can get
although i hold no grudge,
not an iota of fret.

Unseen and unheard I'd rather we be.
across the the mountains
and the seven seas.
no words can say, and eyes cant see.
what's between the lines if you cant read.

Unspoken

Never said yes
never said no
never let her feelings show

what she feels is so intense,
she hides its behind a sheathe
of pretense.

the sky feels heavy above her
and beneath the ground seems to
give way.

Wants to be heard, and so much she
needs to say.
At the same time she is scared
of what she'll give away.

Whatever existed once seems
to have vanished into thin air,
of this sinking emotion, she is more
than aware.

Frozen and numb is everything around
and within there's not a sound.
like the shock of being lost and found.

Moves like a queen,
head held up with pride,
an air of new found mystery
that she cant hide.

cant figure whats wrong with this land
so many things that she doesnt understand.

looks at the edifice
with colour changing dome.
and knows she's right at home.

never has to say yes
never has to say no.
things can be understood
without having said so.