It's Pure night

It’s a pure night
Moon and his light
Painted on the stilled river’s canvas

Attention seated deep inside the infinite ocean
Whose depth I would never know
But that which always I yonder in ‘Awe’

Tapaswi’s in their penance
Have the set the stage of bliss
Where I do nothing and become part of everything

A moment stretched across two pauses
Train of silence interlude by nature and its emotion
Harmony of particles in being towards that one Yearning

It’s a Sky that was never reached
It’s a language that is thoughtless
It’s a wind that is void of any medium

If I need to speak of the unspoken
If I would paint the colours beyond perception
If Poems attempt to comprehend the ever incomprehensible

I say none
I paint dust
I am in lose to find one feather

Just I say
Just I surrender
Just I no more claim existence

I love you
My love lives in you
Discovering in itself the meaning and being of it

A Conversation- The Warrior stands!!

Warrior 1:

"A warrior with a broken chariot;

ridden on Horses of will,

cannot turn flying elephants against their will.

The arrows in quiver that is full, are tongue sharp.

But go not deep enough as to touch the heart.

The victory is never for the victorious;

Elephants cannot become the king of jungle.

But the Jungle exists.

And quest incomplete...... "

"The Chariot to be repaired in silent depths,

The will has to cover him and the rest.

Gets A bow with the love sling,

Should shoot at one and multiple beings, in the still of time.

In the still of time, the victory mirage is uncovered.

A new victory is beseeched.

The elephant has to ride on tiger's wings.

The warrior stands.

The quest incomplete, but begins."

Warrior 2:

"Strike the arrow straight at the hearts

Silence is the weapon that darts

Visible assault frightens

Invisible assault shocks

Stealth assault penetrates

Strike one and win many

Dusts when single do not bother

Dust when accumulated more does bother

When in whirling winds of flying elephants

Camouflages the Warriors vision

Bring in the tsunamis of Prayer's ocean

Engulf and be Engulfed in larger delight

As vision becomes clear

Gather the Storm within

Let's fight the war

Left and Right, expanding the center and force

Jungle is too small a field

For such warriors' valor's quest!"

Nishkala

You make me drink the rivers of poison

I am untouched; I am intoxicated by divine bliss

You make hear the fire of abuses and garlands of praises

I am untouched; I am herald of eternal lightening

You try wooing me with million temptations of earth

I am untouched; I am an infinite column of thoughtless radiance

You try destroying me by all weapons of the world

I am untouched; I am the both the brittle metal and the melting fire

You try burning me with flames of the fire

I am untouched; I am essence of effulgence in a flame

You try burying me into the core of the earth

I am untouched; I am that blossoms out as flower’s fragrance

You throw me deep inside the Ocean

I am untouched; I am the silence of the wave less waters

You try throwing me into roaring hurricanes

I am untouched; I am both the eternal breath and the pervading sky