ये जो आसमां है, जाने कैसा कुआँ है 

गर्भ में पाताल है मुख पर धुआँ है 

एक एक कर सब को निगल जाता है 

अकसर अमूमन आँखों में पिघल जाता है

Lost some where, Found no where

 

The empty clutches of full palms

Hold nothing more than their fullness

Lost somewhere, found no where

Like a silver lining of moonless night

A vow of harvest by falling leaf

The vaporized drops in the light

From the slumber bereft buds at night

When the embers have spent crackle

Then the assurance to the empty souls

Ignites a leap in sluggish strife to limp

Whispers hope in sonorous winds

Those who surrender to the flow

Have nothing more to find their form

Like the free grip of empty hands

Lost somewhere, found no where.

Rudrapur

16.4.26

23.51 hrs

2344

The flow to vale

 

From the burden of treasured silt

The incessant pouring into infinity

But the pores wreck the mind despite buoyancy ;

When we mount the steps to serenity 

Into the meandering paths of dense woods

Amidst the chanting chirps of pilgrimage 

Spiraling into random nests with a cozy tuft

After the fledgling flap has flown afar;

A swift leap into higher rocks of youthful flow

When the drops gush into yawning gorges

Here the glittering course has a transparent bed

The deeper treasures of murky sea are afloat

Amidst solitaire dazzle from the summit

Clasped strongly together in the flow to vale

For Mona

2343

Delhi

13.00 hrs

12.4.26

What ripples within

 

Every little feather that caresses face

Everytime the breeze alights to catch breath 

There is a feeble ripple deep within 

Smothered amidst turbulent basking waves 

The sparkle on the green white face

Pretends to reflect the glitter from deep

The pyre of sunk carcasses of ripples 

Those we chose to ignore and forget 

Left behind in an open cage overnight 

But too feeble to fly to life and freedom

The board beckons with his gory hand

Deprived of flap of the futile wings

Held firmly with neck on the pillow 

A neglected demise of what ripples within 

Delhi

2342

10.51 hrs

28.3.26

The dry drizzle

 

A grey stratus cloud churned with silver

Overhangs a breezy evening market lane

With interpersed puddles in the bustle 

That are barely visible in the veiled moonlight 

And a splash to erupt from anywhere 

The usual caution is strangely missing tonight

As we stand huddled to get drenched

Drowsy after a late evening mild drink

We rush slowly to the parked car 

It is lost in the crowded place

Scampering amidst frenzy of night

We finally return from a fews hours

That are dripping in a dry drizzle.

Noida

00.30 hrs

2341

19.3.26

The intent and destiny

 

After the spell of a dull chrysalis 

Hatches out the vibrance on life

Her myriad hues weave a mystery

For the nascent petals remain confined

To the inner soul of her folded wings

The intent to evolve forever yields

A destiny of replenished spectrum in sky

For every little shade that is on  display 

When she flaps while concocting nectar

With her sweet breath and starlit dreams

Brushes a rainbow in the paradise.

Rishikesh 

2340

20.30 hrs

15.3.26

The glitter on reflection

The resplendence of a golden reflection

On silvery waters of a full moon night

A halo sparkles from behind the pious dome

Ignites incandesce among interpersed clouds

And casts her bresth amidst gentle waters

That encircle the core of divine dazzle

The blowing breeze brushes past the eager ear

It sows the chants that emanate from essence

Like nectar from the floral benevolence

Wrapped in such a moment of nascent sanctity

The glitter of reflection manifests forever.

Rishikesh

2339

11.38 hrs

15.3.26