Poetry Collection
Verses on spirit, silence & the infinite
Delegate
A great hush has descended,In me all warrings silenced.The ideal’s flags are down,So the mind’s thou
Stranger
No drab day this commencing with Thee,A swirl of thoughts patterning Thy mystery.Thy recurring motif
My Tutor
Near five score years it took me,To unlearn syllabus of humanity.The long patient labour to abandon,
Beloved
Dawns like this, besieged by Thee,Mind in a swirl and heart afire,My un-armoured night, breached ste
O Poet
Once those streets I did roam,Housing that shelter, hallowed home.Where the twin cherished Suns resi
The Divine Warrior
There is a battle sans killing steel,Or crash of flesh on flesh to feel.No banner of Nations flutter
Method
By Thy Self am self-compelled,Through deceptive days am impelled,Striving without method for an act,
Ego
The ego axis of my revolving days,Now grows faint to just a trace.
Body
My body is a tiny rivuletNow slowing, now hurrying by a thicket.Its run hindered by even a pebble,At
Mind
My mind is squeamish for its beaten nowAll tricks are spent and nothing to show.Like a shy hesitant
Body’s Prayer
This body is my earth,I till its soil by my works,My breath is the season’s winds,And my mind the sk
Krishna Cometh
The din grows loud, disarray roamsIn noble attire seeding its chaos.A madness has possessed all mind
Set Free
On a treacherous terrain of frosty slopes,Deep ravines that swallow souls and hopes,A malefic black
Ladder
The dungeon gates open and spill out,A slime of forces macabre and disfigured.A coat of science they
War
Behind the slumbering vast shape,Its pleasant dreams a clamour did drape.Of coming strife to its bod
Battle
A lone night on a skyward stair,Through snow chill of mountain air,A company of hero-wills marched,T
Future-Child
The steady thump of heavy beat,Like a moan of earth struck by feet.The hostile hordes have crowded n
Brotherhood
In a pristine lab of scientific will,A coat of white masked all ill.A tiny parcel of engineered mali
Sri Aurobindo’s Mahasamadhi Day 5
A Hero-Will issued from that Solar realms,Arrived here armed with supernal dreams.A heart that adore
Sri Aurobindo’s Mahasamadhi Day 4
An improbable miracle is planted here,Housed in living flesh of lower hemisphere.What the Rishis str
Sri Aurobindo’s Mahasamadhi Day 3
But painted shadows are these the many,All garbled song and futile meaning puny.Like wisps of smoke