The beauty behind the red tulip,
The invisible aesthetics beyond
The notes of the symphony!
The profound enthrallment
Upon hearing the voice of the beloved!
The perfect rapture,
Experienced upon her mere glance!
That numbing trance,
Being intoxicated to the core
Held absolutely powerless,
Like a lovelorn kite,
Winnowing ecstatic in the lap of
Meandering wind!
With the sheer memory
Of someone special!
That restful peace,
Bowing down at the altar of God,
That perfect Being,
Beyond the idol, the mantras, the myths.
That feeling of being in the Presence,
Pristine and Pious –
A state which is just to feel!
The never ending flow of energy,
In the bonhomie steps of the little child,
Always brimming with joy,
Day and night – without any break!
That feeling of pride,
Garbed with the sheen of gratitude,
Reflecting on one’s own creation –
A work of art – an artifact of toil and perfection!
That selfless love of the mother,
Beneath her words and care,
Something which is just too profound,
To be even expressed in world of form!
The longing beneath the tears of the lover,
Having lost his love forever,
A longing beyond the reach of mortals,
A longing eternal,
Holding in the cosmos in cohesion,
Held tight in the bond of love!
The pride and grace,
Of the unspoken love!
The voice hidden in the ocean of silence,
The un-expectant, un-conditional spirit,
Beneath the trivial daily chores!
The magic of the laughter of accomplishment,
Having learnt to walk,
That tiny tot!
That invisible bliss of fulfillment,
Retiring to the bed,
After a long toiling day of good work!
The invincible of spirit
Of defiance of pain,
Of the terminally ill,
Smiling away at life!
The warmth of being at home,
With family and friends,
The assurance of being liked and accepted,
For who one is and one is not!
The angelic nostalgia,
Of visiting one’s alma mater.
Treading the memory lanes,
Tattered through the excesses of time!
The magic of the first love,
That lightness of heart,
The jump in the feet,
That feeling of the heart getting out,
Brimming with deep love,
For the damsel divine!
The beauty of those poems,
Written with heartfelt dedication
To that special one,
With the voice sweeter than that of the nightingale,
And the glance casting charm on all mortals.
Reminiscences Simoni,
The Fount of Omniscience,
Love that is not of earth!
Holding a place in physical realm -
Either in form of a Sacred Shrine,
Or in form of the Damsel Divine,
With the Most Beautiful Eyes!
Or in the form of the majestic grandeur
Of the Pantheon,
Or in the form of the perfect
Beauty of the Aphrodite!
Simoni plays hide and seek,
With the Spirit Eternal,
Invisible and Intangible –
Binding in place the beauty of form!
In profound reminiscence of the Spirit,
Beyond and Beneath
Everything so rigid condensed in the
Illusive churn of Maya!
For the essence of that Spirit is Eternal,
Independent it is of the whim of any mortal!
Untouched by the decay of time,
Out of the cycle of causation,
Ever flourishing in its full youth,
The Spirit enchants the heart of Simoni,
Forever and Ever!
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The invisible aesthetics beyond
The notes of the symphony!
The profound enthrallment
Upon hearing the voice of the beloved!
The perfect rapture,
Experienced upon her mere glance!
That numbing trance,
Being intoxicated to the core
Held absolutely powerless,
Like a lovelorn kite,
Winnowing ecstatic in the lap of
Meandering wind!
With the sheer memory
Of someone special!
That restful peace,
Bowing down at the altar of God,
That perfect Being,
Beyond the idol, the mantras, the myths.
That feeling of being in the Presence,
Pristine and Pious –
A state which is just to feel!
The never ending flow of energy,
In the bonhomie steps of the little child,
Always brimming with joy,
Day and night – without any break!
That feeling of pride,
Garbed with the sheen of gratitude,
Reflecting on one’s own creation –
A work of art – an artifact of toil and perfection!
That selfless love of the mother,
Beneath her words and care,
Something which is just too profound,
To be even expressed in world of form!
The longing beneath the tears of the lover,
Having lost his love forever,
A longing beyond the reach of mortals,
A longing eternal,
Holding in the cosmos in cohesion,
Held tight in the bond of love!
The pride and grace,
Of the unspoken love!
The voice hidden in the ocean of silence,
The un-expectant, un-conditional spirit,
Beneath the trivial daily chores!
The magic of the laughter of accomplishment,
Having learnt to walk,
That tiny tot!
That invisible bliss of fulfillment,
Retiring to the bed,
After a long toiling day of good work!
The invincible of spirit
Of defiance of pain,
Of the terminally ill,
Smiling away at life!
The warmth of being at home,
With family and friends,
The assurance of being liked and accepted,
For who one is and one is not!
The angelic nostalgia,
Of visiting one’s alma mater.
Treading the memory lanes,
Tattered through the excesses of time!
The magic of the first love,
That lightness of heart,
The jump in the feet,
That feeling of the heart getting out,
Brimming with deep love,
For the damsel divine!
The beauty of those poems,
Written with heartfelt dedication
To that special one,
With the voice sweeter than that of the nightingale,
And the glance casting charm on all mortals.
Reminiscences Simoni,
The Fount of Omniscience,
Love that is not of earth!
Holding a place in physical realm -
Either in form of a Sacred Shrine,
Or in form of the Damsel Divine,
With the Most Beautiful Eyes!
Or in the form of the majestic grandeur
Of the Pantheon,
Or in the form of the perfect
Beauty of the Aphrodite!
Simoni plays hide and seek,
With the Spirit Eternal,
Invisible and Intangible –
Binding in place the beauty of form!
In profound reminiscence of the Spirit,
Beyond and Beneath
Everything so rigid condensed in the
Illusive churn of Maya!
For the essence of that Spirit is Eternal,
Independent it is of the whim of any mortal!
Untouched by the decay of time,
Out of the cycle of causation,
Ever flourishing in its full youth,
The Spirit enchants the heart of Simoni,
Forever and Ever!
______________________________________________
Copy Right © All rights reserved - Samrat Kar
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