Poetry Collection
Verses on spirit, silence & the infinite
Unravel
My nights set into greater nights unending,Not even a rumour of dawn’s hope lives now.My being’s roo
Augurs
Pray tell Divine Sire, where in this wobbling spireLurks precariously Thy winning wisdom too shy,Upo
Oath
The forest of self is all swept away,Trounced by an orange flaming will-forceGutted and blackened to
Twilight
Ere long since the dusks have all set,The dull tread of twilight ambling byUnder the solemn black ni
Crossroad
What or where is this I have woken,At crossroads of a lattice of worlds,A humongous traffic of force
Arrival
All roads of thought to Thee have turned,The alleyways of musing mutter Thy name,The brooks of feeli
Kurukshetra
For two score years and more this warStaged within bounds of a human frameEffacing all but the trace
Once I Could
Once I could stir the cauldron of my breastWith a fatal concoction of vehement willAnd a fistful of
Hush
Grudge me not O sun for I eschew thy rays,Thy paltry dawns alighting the brows of men.Grudge me not
Émigré
I am an émigré from a sun afar,Here upon a green globe my habitat,Attired in earth-formed robe for a
Births
Oh the births I have taken obeying Thy dictums;I have been trapped in icy dew drops,Flung from far a
Infant
How inelegant is this new birth of meLike an infant drawn by mid-wife hands,Wailing and bawling amid
Gratitude
A surreal silence rises in inner terrains,Only remain echoes of a dying clamour,Strange result from
Three Obeisances
Obeisance O veil, obeisance to thy covering zeal,By thy acute obstructions amplifying the lures,Mask
New Battle
My slate is emptied of all scrawls,The chalked figurines laboriously drawnOf conceptions made throug
I Have
The clays I have shaped in human days,Burnished in blazing kiln many a formFor a colloquy with Thee
Certitude
How many vacillations have passed within,Like the shifting seasons, a severe summerOf hot labours, t
Begone
Begone o impostor light of misleading glare,Bearing the dubious torch of shadow ideals,Luring my hea
Twilights
How many twilights must the soul cross,The seasons of transition that press uponEach haggard hour le
Do You Remember
Do you remember O soul the days of oldWhen thou lent thy mood to stout rebellion?Thy thoughts all vi
Shrink No More
Oh why hast thou withdrawn thy ways,The patterns of thy dealings with me,Only a long dwelling hush c