Sharing some Haiku on how I write poetry and a longer verse “A Door Firmly Shut On The Living...”
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| In Chinese Garden - 2007 |
POETRY
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When love is stark white
And silent
Blood drops perfectly in place
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With white empty pages, I met
On the path of living – Love
Now it’s soaking wet – Blood red
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With bit of madness
Still left within, I bleed
Red words on dark white pages
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| Holy River Ganges in Rishikesh |
A Door Firmly Shut...
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The river cleaves mountain’s heart
And leaves
In murmurs of wild stream
Flowing away to cold depths of living
An ocean of memories hides
Behind the distant fragrance of dream
There must be a heart dying somewhere
As many suns rise
And many moons softly fade
Into oblivion
How does it matter
If mountains crumble around
You are hinged to living
For just another sun to shine
Just another moon to die
On the little ripples of last river’s night.
Stripped down to its bare soul
Casting all the attachments of living
Along its shore
An unknown path, river unfolds
Shards of life settle appropriately
Bleeding every color of red
Deeper in the pain, I plunge
Above, A red little boat drifts alone
Solitude is a company
Poverty of love is my wealth
A door firmly shut on the living
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Shashi @ 18th Jan 2012
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ॐ नमः शिवाय
Om Namah Shivaya
The living is...
