In the gold of alchemist
8 August 2017
Shining lines
Covet lightened shrines
Come hither
We cloak selves
In the gold of alchemist
Leaving copper trail
Trade my faith
Thousand bolts under
Thunder’s call
Tall to wraith
The subdued versions recall
Memories of the fall
September
Will bring me ember
Of moon’s death
Slow sun’s breath
A tale to remake amber
Jaded tiger’s eyes
Reading of poem:
In search – Manish Vyas
Ascension
28 April 2017
Dimension
Of my fading lines
Streaks of times
Weathered rhymes
Body’s work spirit’s confines
Reaping inner mines
Extension
Protocol of names
Call number
Play me games
My mind become now number
To letter that tames
Ascension
Disappearance act
Bring no more
From the core
The selfhood a broken pact
Soul in fields of lore
Reading of the poem:
Raag Darbari Kanda – Pandit Pravin Godkhindi
Happy days remount
20 January 2017
Two to share
Burden of knowledge
When hearts drift
In mind rift
Abundance not in spendthrift
Meaningful places
Attention
Span ordinary
Woollen gloves
For the doves
The spells chanting what he loves
Builder of flurry
Three to keep
The slope winding deep
Into grounds
Life abounds
Solitary mind resounds
Flesh of Heart weighs pounds
Four ensnare
Fates of lines we share
Mind of hare
Brittle bare
In the fields of wilderness
Rabbits left out care
Five to weep
Sand twixt toes doth seep
Time to sway
Games at play
Winners sheltered gone astray
Needle in the hay
Six to count
Up down paramount
Silk mitten
For the kitten
Spinning wheel we now recount
Happy days remount
Reading of the poem:
Feed the birds – Julie Andrews
Chim Chim Cheree – Mary Poppins & Bert (Julie Andrews and Dick Van Dyke)
Step in Time – Mary Poppins & Bert (Julie Andrews and Dick Van Dyke)
It’s a Jolly Holiday – Mary Poppins & Bert (Julie Andrews and Dick Van Dyke)
Let’s go fly a Kite – Julie Andrews David Tomlinson
Stay Awake – Julie Andrews
The Heart speaks softly
6 November 2016
Transient
Sentient status
Of my Heart
Pay no heed
We wallow in ridicule
The killers galore
The absent
A status symbol
Of unfed
Mouth to mouth
Respiratory whims fetch
Meanings to the touch
The starved clutch
The remnants of chaff
Falling threads
Of a thought
Wheat fleeting commodity
Bread an afterthought
Beauty wrought
In sinuous lines
Between peaks
Of despair
Tragedy eye opener
Liner of dark rims
The look skims
Bones and milky skin
The silk worn
Pieces torn
Patchwork of a body lain
On bed of roses
Blind eye sees
Beyond the matter
At hand waves
Splitting air
The mind never going where
The Heart speaks softly
Reading of the poem:
Sigh – Praful
Frozen Times
11 September 2016
Pitch black hurts
The sensitive eyes
Reeling move
On blackboards
Revealing tempo of groove
Distilling the whites
Flying kites
Hover above me
Thin slices
Of glories
They regenerate delights
Of childhood stories
Hold with me
My grasp on them weak
I dare not
Even speak
As the ropes pulsate with throb
Of the blackened mob
Body loss
Puppeteers rewind
In twin peaks
Riddled streaks
Measures of hue man eat he
Shredded dignity
Lines to cross
In between jigsaw
Puzzle me not
We forgot
The clear-cut lines of the law
Lesser of evils
Weigh me down
Burden of anvils
Beat upon
Lost forlorn
The making of the sword less
Soulful from soulless
Talk to me
From withering caves
Your mouth shrine
Frozen times
The words fed to the wordless
Soul forever mine
Reading of the poem:
Death is not the end – Nick Cave
Into my Arms – Nick Cave
Till the End of the World – Nick Cave
I draw the same lines
30 August 2016
White paper
Suffocates my words
Like water
Thrown to herds
They drink long in blind consent
No thought of dissent
Amnesic
We will not find faults
Turkish baths
Take the salts
Of our pores sweating the malts
Of drunken stupor
Mnemonic
Technical glitches
Mind stitches
Words keyholes
Through which I had them stuttered
Bred and but uttered
My inks flow
Like blackened raindrops
From skies hole
To console
The children of our yearning
Born from beaten quills
Dissolved frills
Stark truths face the wise
To surmise
Assumption
Beating breath in consumption
Bloodied burning paths
My hands guide
Like a broken Tide
Every Time
On your shore
Like an ode to never more
I draw the same lines
Reading of the poem:
Keep you close – dEUS
Bad Timing – dEUS
Serpentine – dEUS
Include me Out – dEUS
The Magic Hour – dEUS
Little Arithmetics – dEUS
Blood pearls drip
30 July 2016
Polluted
Minds reek of the fear
Hearts stay clear
On the fence
Truth is the line of defense
Against night crawlers
The faith wanes
When the stones shatter
Window panes
My remains
Pick up the pieces of me
Oceanic grave
Lines tighten
The net scourging sea
Blood pearls drip
Against skin
Swallow the hurt now within
Red ink diluted
Reading of the poem:
The Rainbow – Thomas Feiner
Frozen chants curdling
24 July 2016
Sinking ships
Into oblivion
They seep slow
Like white ink
Inverted Chinese painting
Drawing my heart’s lines
The winter
Crawled up in my spring
In Ending
Beginning
Unreachable changeling
Historical rhymes
Church bell chimes
My viscosity
Seeping through
Praying knees
The hands sunken thunderbolts
In altars’ steep wells
Woodcutter
My proud branches fells
I am tree
High in skies
The clouds whisper to me sighs
Of forgotten times
Withered leaves
Count pages’ rustle
As the ground
Gathers bunch
Avid jaws of Time now crunch
Remnants of my bark
They will me
Frozen chants curdling
Upon lips
Lost in pleas
The chest heaving with the wheeze
Renewed consumption
Reading of the poem:
You are my Winter – Dillon
The Unknown – Dillon
Texture of my Blood – Dillon
Healing lines my Heart
10 November 2015
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Walk unto altars
No sacrifice but the Grace
Of Blue requiems
Sing the nightingale
Twenty sparrows talked to crows
Of deserts’ pirates
Walk across the dunes
To the solitary grounds
Where angels wept tears
Enter your Temple
Within the sands of Time’s flow
Flaming bush whispers
Walk over the waters
Ebb and flow will set you free
Humble is the Pi
Breathe into the Ground
The fumes of tomorrow’s Life
As I set the Breath
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Walk into the skies
Let the airborne meet the Tunes
Silenced Chimera
Red was the sea’s glint
As she touched the sky-bred Flames
Breathing in the rain
Walk astride the Times
When her hair loose hung in grapes
Wine for the living
Blue was the sky’s Breath
Wings crossed the Ocean’s timelapse
A second coming
Walk under the stones
Crushing is the morrow’s grief
If countdown went wrong
More than a sole Head
Bellerophon my hand’s art
Healing lines my Heart
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Lord of the Rings – The Grace of Undómiel
Solitary Ground – Epica
This is the Time – Epica
Other poles shifted
30 October 2015
The days hurried by
Grey repetition of beats
But for three red spots
I loved poppy fields
Often most when they touched skies
In red-blue embrace
A rabbit scurried
He bestowed me some nonsense
From bottled malice
The Earth spun around
Sun’s glorious stray dances
While I composed soul
The nightingale whirled
All wheels flew out of axis
Camp descent painful
A tadpole blinked twice
Its tongue caught a fly’s motion
Other poles shifted
I took crimson walk
Between yellow lines but fell
Forgotten in hay
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