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[Not a poem but a thought fragment]

Like a little kid
Who broke open the kaleidoscope
To discover, to his disappointment,
That the intricate patterns inside
Were just the reflections on the mirrors
Of the boring world outside

The self
Broke open the mind
To discover, to its dispassion,
That the intricate patterns inside
Were just the reflections on the senses
Of the inactive world outside

On a carpet of fallen leaves
Stands a tree clothed with ripe old leaves
That all look the same, wavering in the cool breeze ...

Suddenly, one of them begins to fall.

How unique its fall!

Gently, gently
Twirling, gently
It moves down

The leaf moves
The wind moves
The earth moves
The mind moves

What is it really?

The moment it hits the ground
It is part of the fall carpet;
They all look the same

From oneness to oneness
Journeys the autumn leaf
With its fall.


Like a flake of snow,
Softly,
Came Friday night.
The trip back from the airport
There were no tears to be shed There were no words to be said
[The body of the poem should have come here But, you see, it is empty]
True love and true friendship Is about letting go

[Not quite a poem but still poetic, i suppose :-]

The Wait

The last hour is longer than the last day;
The last minute is the longer than the last hour;
The last moment is the longest -
For it lasts forever!



The winds gave tongues to the trees

When walking back home tipsy
The chirping birds remind me
It is three in the morning
The two faces of love

He whose thoughts bring a gentle smile to my lips;
He whose thoughts bring a tiny tear to my eyes;
I love them both





The Sunday after Easter

I was in church
It was the Sunday after Easter
The day when Jesus appeared in the closed room.

During the sermon,
When the priest was talking about the appearance,
My thoughts wandered...
To the closed room that my heart was

He knocked
I wanted to open the door
But I was afraid

Yet, he entered.

How did he get in?
How did he get the keys?

Then I smiled.

The door to the heart is not opened by a key.


शुरुआद

उसनेमुझसेपूछा, मैंनेमनाकिया।
उसनेमुझसेपूछा, फिरसेमनाकिया॥

उसनेमुझसेपूछा, मैंनेनानकहा।
उसनेमुझसेपूछा, मैंनेहाँकरडाला॥

मैंनेउसकोरोका, उसनेमनाकिया।
मैंनेउसकोरोका, फिरसेमनाकिया॥

मैंनेउसकोरोका, उसनेनानकहा॥
मैंनेउसकोरोका, वहमुझकोबदल डाला ॥



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Beginning

He asked me, I said no.
He asked me, I said no again.
He asked me, I didn't say no;
He asked me, I said yes.

I stopped him, he said no;
I stopped him, he said no again.
I stopped him, he didn't say no;
I stopped him, he changed me forever!

)
This Time, this Space -
Just for me;
This Time, this Space -
Best for me!

A Sufi Poem

O Mirror! I am so jealous of you;
How many times you have seen my Beloved in all her beauty!


I asked the mountains

I asked the mountains
They did not answer;
I asked the seas
They did not answer;
I asked the winds
They did not answer;
I asked the trees
They did not answer;
I asked the moon
She did not answer;
I asked the sun
He did not answer;

Then I realized
That the answer to some questions
Is silence.