Friday, 28 December 2018

For Rita

She says nothing,
She says not all.
But her eyes, they talk.

Oh Rita,
Hide behind the masquerade if you will
Don't forget to hide those eyes.
They talk, they tell it all.

Saturday, 25 August 2018

Your Fragrance

In the morning, before we part for the day, 
And head out on our own ways,
That tight embrace, 
It leaves a small trace.

A trace of your fragrance,
That keeps me at bay from vices like arrogance.

When such influences come searching for me,
I breath a little deeply,
and your fragrance takes over me.

People sometimes get surprised, 
with the way I handle things.
I just keep telling them,
It's not me, I am nothing.
It's your fragrance.

If just your fragrance,
can make me look like a magician
I wonder what would happen,
If I could carry a part of you with me,
Or even better, I become you, or you become me.

Tuesday, 29 May 2018

About Fear

A few weeks ago, I wrote a post about living in the moment.
Dwelling upon that I started thinking about fear.
When we fear something or are scared to take action, usually it is not the action, but the consequence of the action that stops us.
Consequences are always, or will always happen in the future.
Referring back to my previous post, if you come to understand that this moment is the only reality, there can be no fear! Or in my case, the level of the 'fear element' goes down drastically.
Now that doesn't mean we go about doing things irrationally, but with thought, making a conscious choice.
I am not perfectly there, but with practice I guess I can get better and one day get there.
I guess so could you.
Best wishes.

Thursday, 10 May 2018

At Home.

The love of my life,
Is soon to arrive.

I look at myself, at my home.
oh so much needs to be done!

I need to clean my room, clean the bathroom!
What if they dine? oh then the kitchen too!
Oh my room, it needs to be vaccumed!
The sheets and covers to the laundry!
Will it still be good enough for my beloved?

The other night I was talking to myself,
fighting with my lover...
Oh why do you leave me!
I turn into a mess without you!

Then I hear my lover quietly whisper,
when am I not with you?
You know this as much as I do,
I never was, am, or will be far from you.
Always at home with each other.
We are, but one.

Saturday, 17 March 2018

At the bus stop

I fell in love,
I fell in love with your voice.

It has such power over me.
It calms me in a second,
In a second it creates commotion within.

Eyes shut if I listen to you,
I feel one with everything.
Like I am talking to myself,
Or you are talking to yourself.

Some people may think of me,
as foolish, like a child,
being enthralled by your 'magic'.
But deep inside I know,
If you are a magician,
I want to learn magic from you.

Oh I am such a lunatic in love!
I no longer want to be like you,
I want to be you.
Or me.
I want to experience that oneness.

I will even let go of this light,
To merge with everything in reality,
In darkness.
I am waiting at the bus stop.
Come take me.

Monday, 26 February 2018

Waves and Breaths

Sometimes I just shut my eyes and watch my breath - inhaling, exhaling. I get so lost, even if for a few moments, trying to understand where does the breath start, where does it end! I mean, what is the starting point of exhalation in my body and ending of the inhalation? 

Then noticing each breath as a wave. Each exhalation ending as a wave crashing on the shore, and each inhalation, building momentum for the crash. 

If you come to think of it, when you are excited, or agitated, your breath becomes like waves in a stormy sea, gathering and crashing in quick succession. And when you are calm, isn't it like sitting by a calm lake, river or sea? 

I sometimes wonder if there is a connection there? Well 70% of our body is water? Also are there anymore such connections between nature and us? I wonder so much! 

Monday, 19 February 2018

A Drop in the Ocean

What is this me?
Why is this me?

What is this them?
Why is this them?

Isn't there just one?

Yes tiny drops make an ocean,
But do we see them as a drop, or just the ocean?

And look at those drops of water,
Not different from each other,
No ego whatsoever,
That they make the massive ocean,
Or I am drop at the top,
And you are at the bottom,
just in darkness, whilst I enjoy the light!
The waves make sure, this isn't a permanent sight.

And look at us, a big 'human',
In this even bigger city, country
In this even bigger, earth, universe!

I won't say grow up!
Because that is the problem.
Go back to your childlike mind,
Be curious all the time,
no right no wrong, no past no future,
Just joy, pure joy.
Right here, right this moment. :)