The signal

 

The weakening signals

That break the voice 

Once which was clear

When the I within me

Was wrapped with nothing 

Then the layers I earned

Dispersed the seeds of soul

In search of better clime

Lost in the layers my clumps 

Twirled into significant shapes

Recognized by the outer world

That remains usually amorphous 

The silence of the thudding beats

That rippled between ears once

To create tides within the mind

Now it gets no relief to sprout

One stroke or the other always

Continues to smudge the canvas

For white is not a perceived color

The unison of the spectrum 

Is often mistaken as left out 

The signal dies in an effort

To prove the echoing commotion 

That there is no silence within

While the lost signal severs

The connect of the inner world

When my breath dangles 

It often twitches the blinds

For a small peep outside 

These blindfolding layers

If you still wait eagerly

For a knock from within

The signal to open the core

When there is no difference 

Between what lies out or within.

Rishikesh 

2328

01.52 hrs

27.12.25

The narcissist mast

 

Galloping strong atop frothy waves

Spurred often in many lunar nights

Scraping the land bound misty clouds

Lofty ! The Mast with a heedless flutter

One who often decides the route to shore

Is the brightest speck from the horizon

Slides sometime adrift into a placid realm

Sure of his poise amidst gushing waters

Tilts to bask in the glory of his stoutness

And stretches to extend his view in the waters

Instead of a small peep within the vessel

Gasps then in deepest waters as nadir

When his frenzy leads to a capsized ship.

Ludhiana

18.12.25

2327

22.10 hrs

The advancing waves

 

The waves come gushing onto shore

Silently they recede with the footmarks

The castles,  etched names and succinct prayers

These all the waves carry when they tip toe

Only to confound the succeeding ones

When their charge is entangled in the distraction 

The advancing waves that remain focused 

They ride the advancing chariots by overlapping 

The futile treasures of the fickle shore 

Then they vault over the preceding ones

And cross the unfettered domains in the sand.

Agonda, goa

2326

09.21 hrs

11.11.25

In finite

 

When I am restrained in finite 

Your horizons remain infinite

Frigid from afar , molten within

Glittering sun from the façade

Sparkling jewels deep down 

The retreat from my broken shore

Back to the realms where sun sets

The sails are reduced to specks 

Of multiple hues where sky falls

Dark , wild and unpredictable 

Once under the deceptive moon.

Agonda, Goa

2325

09.34 

10.11.25 

The flicker

 

Amidst the surging peril towards dusk

While the flame blazed under the sun

Now with elongated shadows of the day

The breeze that nourished the sparkle

Swells into a rampaging tempest

Conspires with the swarming clouds

And conjures up the startled chime

While the twilight stretches his palm

To smother the floundering fluorescence

The flicker that is sown in residual dreams

Gasps to clutch the brim with a frantic might

Never to fade till the last drop in her lamp.

Goa, Assonora

2324

8.11.25

09.22 hrs

The chosen ignorance

 

She prefers to remain ignorant 

Of the frequent sigh here and there

When she attracts many an eye

The deserving cynosure of all attention 

Like an alighted drop of dew from dream

She dazzles when resonating the ray

Dangles on a vibrant flower in breeze

When the buzz softly caresses past her

A smile feigns ignorance of the touch 

The word reflects the rainbow from the sky

On drawing close it echoes the hue of eye

But bursts the clutch of an unuttered vow 

A tacit hope emitted by the chosen ignorance. 

2323

21.20

Delhi

6.11.25

The inverted night

 

The moon is ravine tonight

As I stare into the deep skies

Spread over and alabaster bed

The night smiles and softly lies

The orb wrapped in black garb

Moves deftly mounted on his sleigh

Criss cross the visible pane of my sky

Interspersed with the blink of blind

The lashes that close her dazzling eyes

When dreamy days awake sleepless

And plunge deep into inverted nights.

Dehradun

2322

15.44 hrs

1.11.25