Monday, October 8, 2018

VESTIGES of MACHU PICCHU





On the hill top canopy ,

  breathing amidst solitary rocks and dolmens,

Amongst sleeping millions souls of citadel,

 Sleeping the history of a lively crowd

   lived eons ago.

 

It speaks myriad of stories,

some our conscious mind could catch

and some still obscure to  the senses.

 

Here lived people of different kinds,

 Lived their dreams of love,

Spells of grief and joy,

Carved their life in lifeless rocks

To live a life of eternity.

 

A few left their journey with a silent note;

 Mystic stories of faith &rituals of bygone era,

stifling in the labyrinth of time awaiting salvation.

 

Dried stains of bloodshed, fights of survivals

struggles for existence ,

Guide you to the vantage point

of an archaic cemetery vanished in the hands of time.

Time stands still here ,in the temple of sun

In the forgotten empire of Incas.

 

In the whiz of gentle breeze

with the drizzle of rains,

and mizzle of mist

hear the voice of souls,

 vanished centuries ago

whispering something to the Time

in the silent foggy forest

soaked in mystery






Saturday, September 15, 2018

THE SOLITARY CRUSADER




                          A poem depicting the life of a great luminary who continues to
inspire the world especially children . DR APJ . Abdul Kalam.
He has been a perpetual source of inspiration  in the formative years of my life although I was never fortunate enough to meet him. Still I  look at his autobiography when I face great challenges on my way.
He says once he met a saint and that meeting changed his destiny. It was not a magic but his advice was sufficient to unravel a truth that destiny has plans and our lives take a turn at some point against our wishes in order to fulfill the mission.
Sometimes in that journey we may feel the path is so lonely. Being a solitary crusader  it might be hard to traverse the path.. But he achieved it.. Although that soul has left the Earth  ,he continues to LIVE as the light on the path of millions of people..




The sands of a shore in a remote village,
the land of pilgrims
Tells a million stories...
The story of a shining star in the sky of science
The story of a little boy who loved flying
Resonates down the decades in the
sands of the Pilgrim City
In the vast sky of unlimited possibilities
still audible his footsteps  away far away
taking us to new avenues of life
the invisible hands of a solitary crusader.
The man who taught us to dream
Dreams with open eyes
Dreams  of endlessness
Dreams of hope

The descending sun on the horizon
The fading moon of the sky
The vanishing stars with day break
Never filled the soul with the dismay
of  loss  or end
Because he taught  the millions
it is the beginning of a new Day.
Reminded the path to be traversed .

The enlightenment of destiny
he received now passing down the generations
the journey of a solitary crusader towards
knowledge
towards loving the mankind.


The perpetual source light
The eternal epitome  of compassion
The solitary crusader who touched galaxies
The luminous star
who walked on sky of science and humanity
The  lone traveler on the shore of knowledge
will live in the pages of history
in the minds of  millions
in the eons to come ..

                                                                          dedicated to the great scientist and philanthropist
                                                                         honorable  former president of INDIA.












THE TIME WHEEL







THE TIME WHEEL

 

 

The time, the perpetual witness of  life,

Standing on the vanguard of Universe.....

An intimate pal to the enchanted mind,

In the thrill of love

In the depth of gloom

In the warmth of relations

In the music of streams.....

 

Everywhere, standing silently, invisibly

 Pursuing you since the first breath of life

Following you for eons to come...

 Entangling you in its web of memories,

Pursuing you in the glory of fame

And in the stigma of disgrace,

In the virtues and viciousness of the life....

Enchanting you with its myriad of colors

 With the metamorphosis of seasons.

 

Stopping nowhere ever, even for the most beloved

Deviating the least from its own trajectory;

Engulfing the past for the present

And the present for the future.

The time, stands beyond the intricate laws of universe,

The dictator of destiny of all lives...

Relentlessly revolving in its wheel

 While, the universe falling into the depth of sleep.

 

Still audible the footsteps of the time

In the vestiges of civilizations,

In the war ravaged zones of Earth,

In the aesthetic marvels of the world,

Carved by winds and waves....

In the vandalized lands and islands,

Everywhere in the universe

 Vouching a million stories silently.....

 

Feel the resonance of those echoes

Which have touched the profound and prurient

Which have passed over the live and dead

In the moments of joy and despair,

In virtues and sin,

In love and hatred.

 

The wheel of time, the endless entity

      Repeating the bygones and bygones

On its mystical journey,

Welcoming the new,

 Keeping the spells of life in its pages  vividly.

The time, the perpetual witness of life,

Standing on the vanguard of the universe

eternally …….


Monday, July 16, 2018

SOLITUDE






SOLITUDE

 

 

Solitude, how do you define thyself?

 Echoing down the centuries with

The symbol of melancholic shadows,

Sinking into the depths of sorrows

Solitude, how do you define thyself?

 

Let me step into your kingdom.

Let me sink into its unfathomable avenues.

I‘ve been walking down or up in the vista of solitude

Sometimes self-imposed,

Sometimes standing at the doorstep of destiny.

 Staring at the immutable fate.

  I have ne’er looked at your melancholic shadows

 Nor have I seen in you a portrait of helpless souls,

Drawn on the blank canvas.

 

 

I saw you, the sweetest messenger of joy in my fiefdom

In the delicate moments of awaiting the most beloved.

In the aurora of dawn, I woke up with you calmly

While I dive into the intricacies of wisdom.

Whenever I searched a space of solace

After a tedious travel, you were the Mother Nature

Where I slept with ethereal joy.

 

In the crepuscular sky, I quested for my destination in you

When the vagabond crowd wandered aimlessly,

Breaking your dominance over me sometimes

I can hear the echoes of little ones at my doors

Innocent smiles and endless laughter;

To learn the beauty of solitude of my kingdom,

 Enjoy it as a pursuit towards peace,

To hear more tales and legends,

To   build their fecund imagination,

 In the serene lap of Nature,

 To be the gentle wind amidst tempests.

 compassionate and tolerant with universe.

 

Solitude, now redefine yourself

For the Eons to come

For the lineage to live on this Earth.

With your multitude of expressions

Cast off the symbol of melancholy

Embrace the world with your real self….

 

 COPYRIGHT DR SANJANA VB

Thursday, March 29, 2018

Rain drops










                             Rain drops

It was a sunny day, I couldn't know

When you called upon the earth like an uninvited guest!

I fell into the vague reveries of mundane Life,

Yet I could feel the transition of nature around me.

The joyous soul reminiscing the chill percolating the bones;

The valley of misty mountains bidding farewell

        to its vermilion hues in bright sun.

    Gladly welcoming a pal of year’s acquaintance.

 

A messenger of delight in the valley of tranquility,

The busy streets welcoming you

With a mélange of joy and angst of unexpectedness.

 

 

You break the solitude of my kingdom

With your multitude of expressions,

With the upbeat messages of renewed promises and dreams,

With the rudeness of a quibbling friend,

With the hues of cloudy sky filling a pal of gloom.

With all the ferociousness of torrential rain,

 Wiping out the signs of life

In your furor with Earth!

And sometimes as the creator of life in the parched universe.

 

 

In the labyrinth of birth and death,

 a witness to all virtues and sins.

You remained in the universe before me

 And you will remain after me.

Rain, the symphony of emotions,

The music of universe,

You are my friend since I know you

  

Copy right dr sanjana vb
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