poetry

Thunder

What do you feel when you see thunder? What thoughts arise when you hear that jolting sound? For me, it reflects my inner reality. I have expressed the same in the form of poetry.

The emotions inside me

The Lines

This thunder,
An exhibition of rage,
Of the charged up emotions.
This lightening,
Seems like splitting the sky,
In baffling aggression,
With a sharp-edged dagger,
Desperate to tear apart,
The deep pain inside,
It’s liberating.

There are unfamiliar expressions of agony,
A thunder which brightens up the sky,
Akin to a camera’s flash,
Reveals the force of inner turmoil,
A tempest of repressed emotions,
Tha burst in a jiffy,
It’s a kind of exculpation.

This flabbergasting sound,
Is a glaring warning,
Both the bolt and the jolt,
Which reverberate inside my physicality,
And awaken my consciousness,
Conjuring me from this diffidence,
It’s Innervating.

Nature is thy mirror,
It is the chord,
That connects thee,
To the deepest and the darkest fathoms,
Of this existential reality,
In bewildering ways,
It’s ephiphanous.

THUNDER: PAIN: REALITY

inspiration, poetry

Ode to the Divinity

Ever wondered why is there an urge to experience divinity? It is because we are not merely a part of it, but we are the divinity itself. An ode to the divinity- a poet’s rendition.

My experience with divinity

The Lines

The fragrance of this whiff,

Calm sandalwood infused incense,

The warmth of this fire,

Sacred oil lighted tangerine flame,

And, the gesture of these fingers,

Wise mudra signifying willingness,

That of a seeker, a learner.

A mortal’s completeness,

Is a journey towards divinity,

On a path of abandonment,

Traversed in a vehicle of discretion,

Between a phenomenal illusion,

And the truth of the neumona.

As I hold this breath,

And focus at the sacred fire,

Attuning my auditory faculties,

To the frequency of bliss,

I emerge from an abyss,

Like a vivacious spring,

Spurting into a beautiful form,

One of a mesmerizing divine aura,

And I stay there in equanimity,

Surpassing spatio-temporal limitations,

And merging with the limitless,

In the realms of cosmic existence,

The reality of the spirit-

Is this very experience,

This mortal physicality-

It is a frivolous occurrence.

DIVINITY: BLISS: ODE