philosophy – Page 8 – My Tales Within

Shining dew drop of bliss

For all that I getA bit more I desireWill there ever be enoughThan what I require?I must now starveFor I have eaten enoughTill the crave is lostAnd there is none to corruptI have filled the pot it now brims overMust scoop every bit out Till there ain’t no leftoverBetter still to breakthe clay pot intoContinue reading “Shining dew drop of bliss”

Dance of the colours

I experienced Sin

I experienced the sin Pure and septic gagged upto the brim Through the sieves of Desires In the hell of scorching fires It flowed through the veins Burning the neural path Furrowing deep ruts in the brain Botched patches of dried blood Making random patterns of the habitual flood For there was nothing to gainContinue reading “I experienced Sin”

In Shadows, lies the light

In Shadows Lies the light In restraint Lies the might

You are the sea, I am the sun

The seaTranquil and at easeAware of the shimmering mirageOn its restless wavesFrom it’s warmthIt felt the sunWhy? it wonderedAnd asked the the warm one While you play among my wavesyou turn meInto a cloudAnswer me oh mighty Sun!Why may I askDo I drift as a cloud in the breezeCover the skyAnd mask your lightTurn darkContinue reading “You are the sea, I am the sun”

Lighter than feather

No grudge, no regrets Lighter than feather it weighs Empty heart flies free

Ripple in the sky

Silently shaking the leaves

There is a wind a gentle one Not in a hurry Yet moving Silently shaking the leaves Yet not raising dust That’s not its purpose

Footsteps on Sand

Footsteps Firmly imprinted On the sand Walk along the sea trying to dodge and avoid the waves of time Till as long at least forever Unannounced It comes The roaring wave Wets the pristine feet Leaving a speck of sand and the frothing foam Also washing away Without trace the treasured Footsteps

Dangling on a wire

HeadphonesConnected through the slender wirePlaying the strokesof slender fingerson piano tilesblack and white Played long in the pastthe eyes close shutAnd the aeroplane meltsThe clouds rush inAnd all that is leftIs the dangling wireWith pouring music