WHISPERS: Lost In Emptiness...

Some of my latest Haiku first and then a verse about emptiness....

(Haiku is Japanese iconic style of poetry. Basho - acknowledged as the supreme master of Haiku, said to his Zen Teacher “Haiku are description of what is happening at a particular ‘haiku moment’. Creating vivid images, each haiku paints a unique and dramatic scene that expresses emotions and some times, a philosophical thought to be contemplated upon, from the natural or social world. Basho also emphasized sincerity and seriousness – the poetic truth of words, pointing to higher reality... to read more about Haiku please click here... )

I saw you

Night of ocean; rising

And then falling apart; at dawn

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I was searching for

Deathless living; not knowing

It’s through doors of death

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The path, snaked away

From me

I realised the futility of my dreams

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'Go, wash your Bowl'

Live, moment to moment in living

Stop the life passing by

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LOST IN EMPTINESS

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Entangled, entwined and merged

In the crashing waves, ocean scent

Sea waves

Thinking, playing, sifting sun and sand

Like the back of my hand

Against the darkness

That was a sunset

I sieve the destiny off my inner self

Trying to find, where I am going

In which part of cosmic design

And reality dawns; the whole life

Is nothing but just a preparation for dying

Extricating my self

From the foams, that froth at the listless beach

I got up and walked, leaving footprints

To fend for themselves; all along the sea

Looking for the emptiness

Wondering if it was also looking for me

Life in living is more of driftwood

Than a flowering tree;

Knowing no roots;

Belonging no one;

Anywhere

Just me

Lost in the empty space

As memories lose their meaning

In becoming words, that turns

My pain into poetic shell

A darkness to hide within

Where windows do open

To another darkness

Of knowing nothing else.

Don't ask

Have nothing to say

Know nothing

Said nothing

Where you come from?

Where you are going?

Stay - Live - and be the Dead

I know, strand by strand,

Peeled my soul off memories

Just flying naked in unknown winds of time

With broken wings

Pain slowly flowered into

A screaming need

Of knowing myself;

Less, what’s full of your emptiness

My words – too inadequate

To express the reality

Of souls

Tearing apart

Your eyes said

What my heart

Did not want to hear

Before it heard; the footsteps

Of going away

“Loving you

Has been an enlightenment

In making

Losing you

Is

The enlightenment,

I was dying for”

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ॐ नमः शिवाय

Om Namah Shivaya

Submitted to Poetry Potluck and One Stop Poetry WK 51. Click on the names to read some great poets and submit your own.

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