Friday, April 05, 2013

Drone



a million drones 
move in unison - the toad
weeps in ecstacy








April Challenge : Drone







toad- the entity, drone movement- movment in the pranic sphere some times heard as a loud hum,weep in ecstacy - bliss

Thursday, April 04, 2013

Candle




molten wax runs 
to earth-the cup spills
tranquility


Written for Haiku heights 

prompt : Candle 




then candle here is the seeker...the molten wax is the seeker ... the cup is the seeker.... tranquility is the thing that is saught





Tuesday, April 02, 2013

Butterfly




the winged monk
rests - a barren tree
smiles miles away



written for haiku heights 


April heights : Butterfly




Butterflies appear as monks with wings ... signifying the ever regenerative potential of nature and the essential transient ness of the material world ... Chaos is integral to a poets sustenance..he practically feeds on nothing else  

Monday, April 01, 2013

Ascent




last night 
the sea was rough
waves heaved




written for Haiku heights 
Prompt: Ascent





Saturday, March 23, 2013

fortitude




high way crossing
toads wipe brow sweat.
they hop to live




written for haiku heights




the toad... a recurring character in my lines...are just me. ...and may be some of you..we as humans are as ordinary as a simple toad... and yet as complex as an amphibian....like humans toads ...also need to cross roads...and they are afraid when they do so ..and life is all about crossing roads...of choices we make and dont make..some live to tell... and are called fortitudinous..many Brave ones are silent...

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Cacophony




many lives 
souls yearn - urbane
cacophony









written for haiky heights 









Blogging has come to define what I am ... urban, discordant, yearning for meaningful moments .. in which the souls makes tea...and.. has time to smell the aroma before being sipped gently......I live many lives , by the hour .. and  yet.....sometimes .... by the minute....zoya smiles 


Sunday, March 10, 2013

origami





a sheet of paper
folded in infinite ways
children on the swing







the mixed emotions.. the matter of the fact types... manifested by the so called real world...and the not so matter of the fact types.. seen manifested in moments ..by children on the swing.

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

The song of Anjaan Peer....dance of death

On the Steps ... of life 
I seem to remember some things 
of the past ...of the present and 
of the future....


My eyes are red...
just as were ..of the man 
in front of me..as I watch...
a swarm of flies


Look around ... its the place of dead
I say.. you've arrived..
dog brothers play with the child
and the boy does a somersault
for a dime...
the dead sleeps


the river flows...a mile away
and then it takes along with her
ashes....but memories stay
of the priest in warm cloths
of the many dead in queue
of the shaven heads
beaten breasts... the pyre 
 and ..longing lives 
back home


but then they speak of the dead
his life .. his deeds...
some say he was sane... some wise 
and some are in silence ...
grief is rare...pity the  life
and its play


the dead is deaf and the dead is indeed blind
The dead is numb and the dead is cold
how does it then matter...if the flowers are 
jasmine......or.. .marigold.


what a shame... 
life is .......at death..
wretched air....
carries all the soot 


and so she sobs for all things lost
under the veil
I cant see well
but am sure of her heart
and her eyes .... red
in tears...she beholds
a future unseen




Tuesday, February 19, 2013

sugar



crystal mist splashed 
across still sky- in sleep
a baby toad smiles 












sugar .. crystal....smile in sleep....a sweet dream....a baby... innocence.. toad...you...sky..all that is yours in stillness


written for haiku heights 

Friday, February 15, 2013

Red






Red were his eyes
and so are hers now- Love
agape a torrent














written for haiku heights




Thursday, February 07, 2013

warm hugs




Warm hugs to  friends on Haiku Heights


today my blog almost exclusively made of poems
has crossed 4000 visits !!



as I note .....4000 visits is nothing in blogging terms.....but 99% of them for haiku!!!.... is something to cheer.


Sunday, February 03, 2013

pride



the lone toad drops
his ego - waves get to
infinity

infinity

waits till blooms wither
like seed !like seed!


























written for haiku heights 

Sunday, January 27, 2013

rescue

Two takes on ' rescue"

take 1




Rocks up the creek
never get bored: Waves
often say hi






take 2



Loneliness stalks 
solitude ; voices  
seek wings to flap









Written for Haiku heights



Tuesday, January 22, 2013

dusk







Wandering pup
wanes on  to the dusk
brothers wails lost









written for haiku heights

Tuesday, January 15, 2013