Thursday 24 December 2015

[Poem] Incarceration

In a walled in room I lie
safe in my incarceration 
Call it a citadel a fortress a palace
and I the queen the mistress or the damsel

Metered light filters in through dark blinds
 The manger provides
and passion lies chained in invisible fetters

Serving time
there is no room
for other trials
happiness is relative don't you think?

Freedom too is relative don't you think?
The door is ajar
Outside lies an orchard
Apple Trees  abound

Crossing the threshold
I could dance in the sun and kill the blinds
I could swim in deep dark pools
where the demons thrive
And laugh with the mermaids

At the end of the road
they say shame lurks
Damnation too for believers
Guilt for hypocrites
But death too is relative don't you think?

Thursday 17 December 2015

[Poem] Imbalance

In the dead night's silence
the clock clucks its tongue
As I toss in bed,
I think of the hours
that went by in seconds

My Time divided
amid Prodigal Sons
Mindless Endeavour
Pointless Exercise
Restless Sleep

In Sisyphean chores
I mourn
The beleaguered paths traversed

I yearn the 
flashes of creativity
that last for all of a second
like a drop of rain that falls from above
only to be lost in the murk

In imbalance hangs life
the scales tipped
the pen dips once more
into dark inky depths
casts about for a pearl
To birth...

[Translation] ஆண்டாளின் நாச்சியார் திருமொழி - கற்பூரம் நாறுமோ

    What form does bhakti take? In deep veneration it evokes intense spirituality. Can one express romantic love towards the divine? Great s...