English Poem–Make me a Mad Poet

When you decide to make me, make me a bird, my Lord. Let me fly navigating streams of gusts and sighting the glory of elements of the earth. Give me wings and let me float along the wind like an untouched thought. Let me be free of possessions and be open to stray away from […]

English Poem–For the One Who will Never Read it

I liquidated all my luck and pit it against the verdict—the verdict of living a life not shared with you. When I had you in my life, it blossomed like a fresh start of a beautiful North Indian spring. It breathed so joyously that the landscapes proximate to the Himalayas looked pale in comparison. Every […]

English Poem–That Child’s Seat in Delhi Metro

Out of a couple of million people commuting daily on Delhi Metro, this child had a unique seat. Usually hustling and jostling for an empty seat, no one seemed interested in his. They, in fact, silently prayed that they never get to sit on it. There was no curious eye-contact asking the perpetual question: “Are […]

English Poem–A Land of Baffling Promises

A land once raided and ruled by Macedonians, Iranians, Afghans, Kazakhs, Turks, Portuguese, French and the British, but was always under the supreme sovereignty of God. A land where the military dies defending the land from external as well as internal foes, yet never ever attacked any nation. A land where the Capital tops the […]

English Poem–Rainbow of Time

Time is a medicine. Along with ointment, bandage, and medical care, it takes time to heal the wound. Time is a child’s eraser. As it passes over memories, it fades them into oblivion. Time is a hard taskmaster. It takes hundreds of hours for the musician to perfect a single note. In the eyes of […]

English Poem–This Race has no Winners

Amidst the morning-hour-Ring-Road-rush of New Delhi, where you get your ironed shirt smudged with sweat, dirt, and a wide variety of perfumes and deodorants while jostling with the co-passenger of a minibus, you come to realize that your higher education hasn’t given you any comfort. Unlike the race you ran in your school, which looked […]

English Poem–Pain was my Only Qualification

My pain was really bad, as it is with everybody. It tested me to the hilt, and was perpetual. My belief that it enables me to question God kept me going, though. Upon comparison, however, I realized that my pain was not the biggest, and I had more at my disposal than a lot many. […]

English Poem–No Bar on Learning

There’s no age for learning. Learning comes from the heart though experience may require bracing more summers and winters. They say I am too old to learn anything, but I say I am old enough to know that I need to learn. The mind is ageless and so is its commitment. If you yearn to […]

English Poem–Burn, my Soul, Burn

Burn, my soul, burn. Burn more in agony; feel more puzzled and confused. Do not pick every fleeting thought as the thread-end of your next poem. Despair not to break into a new song of pining and utter grief. Do not meditate sincerely on the formless, and travel not far in your reverie to the […]

English Poem–The Unnoticeable yet Marked Presence

At the beginning of the Indian summer, sitting in my unlit chamber without any electric fan revolving overhead, singing Raga-less but elaborate variations of vocal notes, I feel a feeble presence of your being. It feels like an amateur swimmer floating in water–I can notice your form on the other side of the pool as […]

English Poem–Are you Intrigued?

Now that I have developed a sense of aversion to all the hobbies, interests and pastimes, the time seems to have adopted a lethargic strut. With every skill falling short of its mark; every spark of talent releasing tiny shocks of a diffused current, the showmanship seems to have hidden behind the curtain of mortifying […]

English Poem–I am Apt in Ruining my Life

I am aptly capable of ruining my life. My challenge is to make a sense out of it. I have a great stamina for running on the wrong track. My challenge is to finish the race. I have a welling desire to be stubborn. My challenge is to ‘let go’. I possess this uncanny knack […]

English Poem–Dilemma of Surrender

My surrender is incomplete. My acceptance of ‘letting go’ has orifices in its boundary walls–the lava of ‘I’m the doer’ leaks more often than not. I seem to be lurking on the periphery of a turbulent vortex–tangential is my trajectory when I try to let myself be consumed by the centrifugal force. Instead of being […]

English Poem–The Craziest but the Best Position

God made sure that I lose every battle I waged against my destiny. He made me bite every word that I uttered, and saw to it that I felt ashamed of every imaginative reverie that I might have had. He took care of minute placements putting roadblocks on the tread I pursued, and encumbered me […]

English Poem–The Guru-side of God

I was held back by that unnoticed aversion towards learning. Then God showed me His Guru-side and I was rendered silent. And then, hell (of opportunities) broke loose. The most crucial, subtle but useful lessons came from failures. Roadblocks became signboards. The more I hit them, the more they pointed me to widen my understanding […]

English Poem–Known Stranger

The profile appears familiar though some missing strokes send my mind to the realms where confusion reigns. Drawing conclusions from the traits, condition, and state of the personality, I am quite surprised to notice the resemblance. This stranger, who has already delineated every limitation, trouble, issue, and barrier that his life has, bears a striking […]

English Poem–Is it Bliss That I Fear?

Is it bliss that I fear to experience? Is it the absolute freedom that I am refusing to accept? Is this the feeling that I have longed for, and now denying its existence because nothing remains to be done? Why the accomplishment seems to be appearing like a failure! For quite a while, I have […]

English Poem–No Commerce in Love

As I sit preparing for the expected conversation with you, calculations flood my mind. I try to submit my prayers; I feel a bundle-load of computations and figures crushing my heart. I feel the ledger of Karma weighing heavily on my soul. The balance-sheet of debit and credit seems to stupefy my wits. I feel […]

English Poem–Himalayan Dejection

Standing atop those historic peaks, where time seems to trudge since eons, I am filled with a mixed feeling of bitter-sweet emotions. The natural cause of growth and decay passes on every element including the flora, the fauna, the clouds, and the heat. Yet, the beauty of these mountains remains unadulterated by the human touch. […]

English Poem–This is not What I Want

Why does it happen that when I sit in front of your image, my Lord, all the troubles make a beeline beside me? Why I seem to have a long list of issues and complaints that worry my mind, when I try to meditate on you? It’s okay that I feel like a child and […]

English Poem–Why don’t We have Love?

Why don’t we have a pandemic of love, care, and mutual respect? Why the true nature of our being is so restricted a feeling that it gets asphyxiated whenever there is a tinge of possible expansion? Why don’t we have people suffering from the acute and dire symptoms of positivity which is no dis-ease but […]

English Poem–My Challenge is to Love You

I have made peace with your decision, my Lord. My challenge is to love you for that. You don’t have the inclination to grant me pain when I come knocking at your door for blessings. But when you refuse to consecrate me with my wish, my mind struggles to find the reason. Yet, I am […]

English Poem–I Surrender my Camera

Peeping through the viewfinder that offers multiple focus points, I want to capture a picture of yours. I have many of them, but all the actualizations have some type of blemish. Sometimes, my focus is not sharp; sometimes, the alignment is not correct; sometimes, the image is dark due to incorrect shutter speed. Should I […]

English Poem–Karmic Shame

How thankful I am to this recurring pain that visits me every other second; I don’t have to spare a special time to contemplate on you. It’s like having an alarm clock that wakes me up. Every other moment, I get a chance to connect to you; though I often waste it by focusing more […]

English Poem–Contemplation

My activity is my meditation. Every movement of my limbs is like a prayer that I offer to you. Sitting in my dance suite with my head tucked in my legs, I contemplate on you, my Lord. What’s it that can make me worthy of you! When I was a baby, I was excited to […]