Midnight reverie

Reflecting the wonder of the night sky, this naani poem invites us into a celestial reverie where divine grace appears in enchanting imagery. With scattered sequins, calligraphed constellations, and twinkling stars at night embellishing the midnight canvas, the verse reminds us that even in darkness, beauty and order prevail. It gently asserts that the divine presence illuminates our lives, filling them with hope, wonder, and nurturing light—a timeless message of grace, comfort, and celestial embrace.

Sequins scattered,

constellations calligraphed

on the midnight black.

Thy grace in our lives.

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Sacred love

On Valentine’s Day, this bhajan-style poem celebrates the essence of love through vivid, playful imagery and dynamic metaphors. The beloved is portrayed as a lush mountain, a soothing silver moon, and a humble earthen lamp, while the speaker transforms into a dancing peacock, a faithful partridge, and a burning wick. Through its devotional tone and rhythmic repetition, the speaker has attempted to evoke both sensual delight and deep reverence, inviting readers to honor an everlasting union of pure passion and devotion.

Such is the nature of love. 

Thou be the mountain, lush and green,

and I shall come dancing, swirling like peacocks.

Thou be the moon, that soothing silver sliver, 

and I shall be the partridge, ever facing Thee.

Thou be the lamp, tiny little earthen clay lamp

and I shall be the wick, burning for Thee all night.

Such the bond of my true love,

so much in love with Thee.

Happy Valentines Day!!!

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

The Cuckoo's Prayer

Just as the cuckoo waits patiently for the soothing kiss of rain to bring relief and salvation, so too does my spirit yearn for a divine embrace that offers spiritual solace. In this haiku, nature’s tender moment becomes a metaphor for inner longing—an appeal for renewal, hope, and transcendent comfort. It invites us to reflect on our own search for spiritual relief, finding inspiration in nature’s ephemeral yet profound, truly transformative, embrace.

The pied cuckoo thirsts,

waits for the kiss of raindrops.

And I wait for Thee.

Happy Kiss Day!!!

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

The bench in the park

Sunshines and the storms.

The wooden bench in park, 

splintered with time,

bears witness to it all.

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Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Thoughts on Guru

With Thee, all possibilities,

bereft of Thee, no knowledge. 

No reflections, beyond Thy name,

and by Thy grace alone, all salvation. 

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Deo volente

Each one of us is blessed.

Blessed with swords,

with two blades of strength. 

One, sharpened with intellect

and the other, 

the other with our potency,

our intense abilities.

Both are powerful. 

Both are capable. 

Both can build. 

And both can destroy.

We can wield these swords

at our own sweet will

for our own sweet interest. 

But when

it is time to do so, 

when it is time

to put them to use, 

May Our God

bless us to choose wisely.

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Acceptance

Not in bits and parts, but complete,

with flaws, distortions, and defeat,

victories, highs, lows, all receipt, 

accepted entirely, in grace.

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Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha