on the way…

The twisting in his stomach

was telling a tale

of a singing heart

while he filled the pages

with the slice of words

of a burning heart.

She lies under sheets

and stares up at a dancing thought

that has taken the night.

Beneath this chilly sky

it’s the wish of someone beautiful

that made it bright.

Between them stretched a road,

a road so covered in dust.

Some say, it could make you blind

He is on the way

and waited just long enough

for that beautiful she…

we whispered…

Long before I gave sight

love blossomed without sorrow

and moonlight shone on a rainy day.

Even my smallest glimpse of you brings

joyful moments on this paper and color.

In the last verse of our poetry we whispered

“Take my hand and be with me

before the unknown takes my breath away”

visualize

Night comes to the meadow
two lovers entwined in the shadows
a soft rain begins
bringing tingles to the skin
the air is fresh
lovers fest
a night bird sings
bells in the heart ring
a lover’s fling
sweet love is the cream

soul’s sense

Though I wasn’t looking for anyone new,
one day I got e- mail and in it was you.
Charming, sensitive and so refined.
I strongly resisted it go anywhere.

But letters and stories captured my heart,
filled me with passion almost from the start.
Love on the Internet, how could it be?
These things just don’t happen to people like me.

But doves and butterflies flew into our lives,
carrying messages we could not deny.
Each person has meaning and love to express,
and we could deny our hearts nothing less.

It’s a beautiful love that has grown between us,
something beyond any words we discuss.
Much deeper than LOL, cyber kisses and smiley,
far down to our souls, beyond human touch.

My love’s not confined by what it can see,
I feel you, I taste you, I experience your dream.
Close my eyes, and I envision what in my heart I can hear,
“Love knows through soul’s senses.”

It’s the soul that captures our love in a way
that eternally melts hearts together to stay.
Fused and sealed forever as one,
love has its own way to each other…

GODS

They worshiped thousand gods for centuries. One day someone came with an idea, the holy father and son of god. People accepted this and followed that idea. Another one said there’s only one god and people started flowing into that belief. All of the gods got believers across the globe. Instead of loving they started fighting each other. As a result there was war and poverty. At that time a philosopher told people that all are equal. It was rebellious and like a wild fire, that idea made people proclaim as communist. Now in this time, this moment there is a new idea which says the primary god is one’s own stomach and the endless opportunities to survive hunger.

Until we meet

Until we meet
I know that my arms will be empty
My mind hurting from the constant thought of you
Minutes will seem to be hours
Hours will seem to be months
While months will seem like eternity
Until we meet
The stars in the sky will not affect me
with its gleaming sparkles of life
Until I am gazing at them in your lap
And the food that I eat will not be as fulfilling and nourishing
Until it is you that I share my food with
And until we meet
I will not feel whole
my world will seem incomplete
Until that wonderful day
when our eyes make first contact
and our bodies and souls collide in blissful whirlwind
the words will roll off my tongue like a sweet love song
“sunflower, I couldn’t wait to meet you.”

the absolute

No mind, no form, I only exist;
Now ceased all will and thought;
The final end of Nature’s dance,
I am it whom I have sought.

A realm of Bliss bare, ultimate;
Beyond both knower and known;
A rest immense I enjoy at last;
I face the One alone.

I have crossed the secret ways of life,
I have become the Goal.
The Truth immutable is revealed;
I am the way, the God-Soul.

My spirit aware of all the heights,
I am mute in the core of the Sun.
I barter nothing with time and deeds;
my cosmic play is done.

-Sri Chinmoy