NO! NO HEART, NO SOUL This entire world is an outward show Deep, intense feelings No! There are No! Men here live on surfaces, Hearts do not show on their faces. They smile when their hearts cry, They sigh when their hearts smile. Throughout their lives They live two lives, One for their own And one for the other men. Love and friendship they simulate In their hearts, they do, mock and hate. Behind sweet smiling faces They hide hearts all villainous Inward and outward They are two different persons Oh! This is the world No! No heart, No soul ..read more

‘I’ IN MY SOUL ‘I’ in my soul Hides in me. It at times Loves, hates Scolds, cries And mocks at me. In the deeper, deeper And the deeper pores Of my heart, ‘I’ in my soul Hides from my sight. Is it might? A mighty light? What is it? ‘I’ to me Is still a stranger, Years and years Ages and ages Moved and rolled On and on But still this ‘I’ Is ever new to me. When it makes friends with me And tells the unknown secrets “There is nothing called ‘I’ There is nothing called you, There is nothing, nothing But an empty mighty space And that God we call,” I stare at it and say, “I cannot know your ..read more

WITH A FRIEND The twilight sun Looks brighter and happier Than every day, The cute, little stars Twinkle more beautifully Than every night, The moonlight tonight Soothes and comforts More than ever, Oh! The sky appears bluer The greenery, greener The air, lighter and lighter Like my heart, The birds, carefree and happier Like myself, And the universe Peaceful and joyful Like me, who has a friend ..read more

HUES Stop your thoughts for a minute,      Look at the sky’s rim; Nature’s charm has no limit,     All is made by Him. Think not more of debit and credit, Soothing hues please your eye; They teach you more than any tenet, Between us, there’s a tie. Ray of light keeps gloom at bay, For joys of hues we needn’t pay; In all these forms He makes us gay, And always shows us the right way ..read more

SUMMER Oh! God! It’s dreadful summer, What you hear is tiring murmur. Scorching heat makes you sweat, It has its benefits too I bet. Sometimes, it doesn’t much matter, With God- blessed coconut water. Comforting are many melons, And so are too grapes and lemons. The season brings a lot of mangoes, Forget for a while the summer’s woes. Now and then the cuckoo sings, Lot of delight it always brings. No more, no more, no more school, It’s the time for swimming-pool. It’s time, it’s time for holidays, That’s what everybody says ..read more

TO MOTHER GODDESS Fire loses its heat Ego rests at Her feet. It knows, nothing it can do Doer She is, this is true. All work is Hers Be it good or worse; Know truth and pray She shows you the way; Doer She is, don’t forget Credit, do not try to get. Ego rests at Her feet Fire loses its heat ..read more

THE GREAT SAY… Bee, go not to honey-pot; Your feet get stuck and what not? Bird, here mere grains are not set; But for you, a well-knit net. You go to catch and get caught, In worldly pleasures there’s naught; Attach, but learn to detach; That’s the way to win the match.                                                             (Inspired by Swami Vivekananda's writings ..read more

A  WALK When you have no one to talk And all things seem very prosy; At least go out for a walk, They’ll seem better, if not rosy. Go out for a while and see - (Like bright babies in carriages) A babe, a bird and a bee; And let thoughts out of their cages. After a walk and a new scene, After a breath of fresh air; You find your body and mind keen, Then cheer will take your care ..read more

MIND AND HEART Thoughts roam everywhere; Can’t the centre hold the reins? Kite flies here and there; Can’t the player use the strings? The water is in its course; Can’t we channel, stop its force? Can’t the carter lead the cart? Can’t the mind direct the heart ..read more

I,  WITH ALL I cleave to the clouds And be wafted by them, I climb up the mountain And get lifted by it, I leap onto the waves And be laved by them, I bounce into the blue And get the bless of its touch, I hop about on the green And be soothed on its lap, I go up the tree And babble with the bird about the cool breezy shade. Oh! I carol, I carol Of the clouds, of the hills Of the waves, of the fields Of the sky, of the tree Of the bird therein And of the happiness within. Wingless I fly, Weightless I float, Joyful I sing And grateful I bow To nature divine ..read more