When did the dove teach you
With its sad forlorn voice
Your laughter is the wind on the advent of monsoon
In your sprightliness lies the ripples of the river
Where blooms the water hyacinthThe soft, delicate fingers and the wrist like lotus stem
The baton of the loom quakesAnd the weaver’s shuttle move ceaselesslySoft, delicate fingers and the wrist like lotus stem
The baton of the loom quakesAnd the weaver’s shuttle move ceaselesslySoft, supple breast, pinkish lipsTeeth like pomegranate seedsMy world without you is a desert friendAnd you’re the source of my poetry
This blog has been witness to my journey, I`ve cried, I`ve laughed, but, mostly I`ve LIVED through this blog.
Tuesday, 30 October 2007
Monday, 29 October 2007
Tuesday, 23 October 2007
more silence!
ya!!!!
...2 souls..under the stars...
touching but not touching......on the green dew filled grass.....
feeling ......feeling..... unexplainable...emotions...
the ecstacy.....innocence....the fire..... the strength......
wat should one do to keep the fire burning?
...2 souls..under the stars...
touching but not touching......on the green dew filled grass.....
feeling ......feeling..... unexplainable...emotions...
the ecstacy.....innocence....the fire..... the strength......
wat should one do to keep the fire burning?
Friday, 28 September 2007
Tuesday, 18 September 2007
a reaction!!!!
Very few people are fearless!To attain that coveted state of fearlessness, we have to go a long long way!
I believe that each one has to find our own path, the path to blissfulness and fearlessness..
The first time I went to a Charismatic prayer meeting celebration , I felt like an alien!
I couldn’t celebrate, I couldn’t thank, I was angry , alone, and fearful of the people around me……
To open my mouth and say Alleluia, required courage and a deep sense of self-worth and self confidence……..
Its not about GOD, but the very fact that nothing really matters!
Its just you with yourself!
To be able to go into a trance, feel beautiful, and proud inside manifests itself in many ways. One of them is just trying out different experiences…
Somewhere, when we resist change we come out with various justifications, explanations and labels for ourselves.! Including, `ATHEIST`
I strongly believe that an atheist is a very poor individual who has never had any extraordinary experiences or non scientific experiences; an atheist has to be empirical in everything and everyone, including himself!
I feel everyday is a blessing… all the experiences that we are blessed with cannot be reasoned, some things that happen cannot be explained.
A supreme power, thats so merciful connects us with certain individuals and our whole life changes……
How can u explain that?
The idea of a supreme being also helps human beings( who are so insignificant, without connections) to remain true to their pure selves!!!!……
I believe that each one has to find our own path, the path to blissfulness and fearlessness..
The first time I went to a Charismatic prayer meeting celebration , I felt like an alien!
I couldn’t celebrate, I couldn’t thank, I was angry , alone, and fearful of the people around me……
To open my mouth and say Alleluia, required courage and a deep sense of self-worth and self confidence……..
Its not about GOD, but the very fact that nothing really matters!
Its just you with yourself!
To be able to go into a trance, feel beautiful, and proud inside manifests itself in many ways. One of them is just trying out different experiences…
Somewhere, when we resist change we come out with various justifications, explanations and labels for ourselves.! Including, `ATHEIST`
I strongly believe that an atheist is a very poor individual who has never had any extraordinary experiences or non scientific experiences; an atheist has to be empirical in everything and everyone, including himself!
I feel everyday is a blessing… all the experiences that we are blessed with cannot be reasoned, some things that happen cannot be explained.
A supreme power, thats so merciful connects us with certain individuals and our whole life changes……
How can u explain that?
The idea of a supreme being also helps human beings( who are so insignificant, without connections) to remain true to their pure selves!!!!……
Saturday, 15 September 2007
kamala das.....
The Looking Glass
Getting a man to love you is easy
Only be honest about your wants as
Woman.
Stand nude before the glass with him
So that he sees himself the stronger one
And believes it so, and you so much more
Softer, younger, lovelier.
Admit your
Admiration. Notice the perfection
Of his limbs, his eyes reddening under
The shower, the shy walk across the bathroom floor,
Dropping towels, and the jerky way he
Urinates.
All the fond details that make
Him male and your only man. Gift him all,
Gift him what makes you woman, the scent of
Long hair, the musk of sweat between the breasts,
The warm shock of menstrual blood, and all your
Endless female hungers.
Oh yes, getting
A man to love is easy, but living
Without him afterwards may have to be
Faced. A living without life when you move
Around, meeting strangers, with your eyes that
Gave up their search, with ears that hear only
His last voice calling out your name and your
Body which once under his touch had gleamed
Like burnished brass, now drab and destitute.
-- Kamala Das
Getting a man to love you is easy
Only be honest about your wants as
Woman.
Stand nude before the glass with him
So that he sees himself the stronger one
And believes it so, and you so much more
Softer, younger, lovelier.
Admit your
Admiration. Notice the perfection
Of his limbs, his eyes reddening under
The shower, the shy walk across the bathroom floor,
Dropping towels, and the jerky way he
Urinates.
All the fond details that make
Him male and your only man. Gift him all,
Gift him what makes you woman, the scent of
Long hair, the musk of sweat between the breasts,
The warm shock of menstrual blood, and all your
Endless female hungers.
Oh yes, getting
A man to love is easy, but living
Without him afterwards may have to be
Faced. A living without life when you move
Around, meeting strangers, with your eyes that
Gave up their search, with ears that hear only
His last voice calling out your name and your
Body which once under his touch had gleamed
Like burnished brass, now drab and destitute.
-- Kamala Das
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