The wayfarers dropped by for a smoke and stumbled upon some of my poems. O, I felt embarrassed. Those were not just poems, but some secret music that I had never played. Those were not just poems, but some secret notes which I did not want them to read. And the conversation followed: Did you... Continue Reading →
With all power, I walk through the kingdoms unapologetic, yet with a tender heart, I bow down to every passerby who beholds my Prabhu at heart!
Don't worry, don't walk with pain, the lamp of eternity would lit your candles, shinning within ever and guide you home, where with its flame you would lit a million hearts and with your sermon give them hope, .
I strive hard to break free from the prison of my mind; built since lives, and I fail again,Mad with greed and lust, I dance in my destruction and await another death.O big mother, help me, hear my plea,Come, join me, even if it is my final dance, even if am losing the battle, let... Continue Reading →
I was walking to the temple for some rest - my eyes had not slept for ages and were weary and tired, my body had not rested for lives and begged for some shelter,
With Her blessings, I can now see the greedy dark faces of the Madhus and Kaitabhas within me, soaked in lust and ego, and the Mahishashuras who are every now and then ensnaring me with quench-less thirsts.
"Wake up the song, that had died in this long dream, Wake up the music, that had long been lost in the caves of lust, in the stream of name and fame,"