VIOLENT RIVER IN RAINY DAYS

Torrent descends first,

Muddy water dissolves the passage,

You cannot go on boulder-path,

You cannot choose river bed

As your choice of precedence

To go for upstream tour, for love,

It’s not secure; here is story of wrath,

Rain-water goes violent, stone wall

Succumbs to its reigning, its force-strain

Pertaining to impressions of regrets, 

The river has to obey flowing chart,

Calling you for running away

As water does in its turning back

To rock-way from descending enclave,  

Triumphant we are not always. 

Note: Earlier poem is published in Facebook and here is the revised poem. 

THE SUBARNAREKHA

Water, it is sometimes reflective, sometimes it is destructive,

None of its nature does care for living, it moves with freedom,

While flowing in a river, or in water pipes, for human use, and

Life is still here, domiciled, or imagined staying of solvency.

In my last tour, you just carry sun-rays in your reflective swirls,

Boulder-road is built, silent wave thread, pedestrians moving

Alongside vehicles, river bed works as platform for road,

Water not making whirlpool, water makes whole decision for

Human being, it does not tilt basins, or break shore, peaceful,

In my today’s tour, you have built a chasing universe, stresses

Within water drive, along past-present asymmetry, and

It is always not to be seen, it is yours pattern, not in

Accordance with fanciful, radial pattern, and there is

A chiral revelation of water molecules, central growth,

It repeats in every rainy season, and it becomes more

Excited when water released from dams, to protect them,

Water, it is your transportation, I do not mix it with legend,

And the river does not leave from here; it does not make fossils,

Wave after wave, it transverses life, carrying certain

Capability to move us for living and doing something exciting

TULASI LEAVES

I see you grow near this home,

Its owner gentle one to pluck

You for offering his prayer to God,

And he will protect you all time.

You know what to say before God,

Everyone takes you home, that is

Why prayers are worldly and your

Submission by donors is heavenly

Bliss, something we have to learn

From your turn of pristine values,

We want to have this on the earth.

Perhaps you know it best to offer.

With all your otherness, devotees

Create an image, with flowers, for

Blessings and good happenings do

At least come for them following time.

It is hard to arrive at conclusion

How far your favor can bring auspicious

Days over exposed evils, yet

Colors does motivate in your presence.

GREEN VIEW

I first went to this garden,

Green greets me, I respect it,

Coconut and betel nut trees are in queue,

With attention, I moved into it.

In its singing blitz,

Pets are also inhabitants,

A symbol that reveals continuity,

Translating truth in reality.

Assimilation, a trait inside,

A kind of morphemes of life,

Consciousness being present,

A dream turns into congruent fullness.  

EXTENSION OF LIFE

All passages are extended.

Floating of plane mounts on air

Journey is unbeaten beat

Upon the air, the green, the blue, and the cloud,

And upon the earth

Life journey drives an extended form of tension

It goes turbulently.

On the earth

Motoring hazards, mass hesitation,

In heart, in mind, and in body,

Sliding on stirred participation,

The sun being power driving,

Converts everything and prepares

Potential wonders,

Close to the earth,

Yet far away from our reach for certainty,

We stride for forbearance.