Velliangiri (Poem)
The ceaseless flow of the silvery brookHurrying on like it is on a fretful mission.The surrounding forest in its drooping […]
The ceaseless flow of the silvery brookHurrying on like it is on a fretful mission.The surrounding forest in its drooping […]
An ocean refuses no riverIn the ocean of my loveThere is space for you,for him, for her, for this and
A Human is born alonethough held in the innards ofone’s own flesh.Alone he forms himselfAlone he blunders through life. The
In amplified crescendo of ShivaDid I find the peace of the eternalThe stillness of the internalDissolved the turmoil of the
The bees and gnats did flowers seekBut man that claims to be in His imageSpends his life burying trinkets in
A land that inspiredsilken bards in hordes Ancient tongues lost theirbattles against this celtic flair Sons of this cold but
In search of truthdid I go back and forth Wandered through Mountainsbathed in rivers sacred, with the pious Whichever way
The stark barrenness of the desertstood as mute reflection of my heart The thirst of the parched tonguewas puny to
As ordinary as ordinary can beAs special as special can be Gentle fragrance of graceOverwhelming power to brace Taintless of
The way of the waywardBreaks all social structuresMoral and ethical lies shatteredLove is the only quotientLove not of unbridled matingBut