At Thy doorstep

On the ninth day of Navratri, coinciding with Ram Navami, the heart reaches its highest pitch of devotion. This poem is a prayer shaped by yearning, whispered at the doorstep of the Divine. Inspired by the quiet culmination of nine sacred nights, it captures a devotee’s longing, love, and ultimate surrender. When the Lord’s glimpse answers the prayer, pain dissolves into peace. In that moment, the soul knows—it is heard, it is held, it is salvaged.

Oh! And I yearn for Thee, 

with a heart full of love. 

Oh! And I stand at the doorstep, 

waiting for Thee to come.

Oh! And, I pray earnestly,

longing, for Thy blessed glimpse.

Oh, do You hear me

as I place my faith in Thee.

Oh! And Thy beatific sight,

my burdens dissolve,

I am salvaged.

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

The Ascent

The Ascent

This poem is dedicated to the seventh day of Navratri, which honors the Crown Chakra (Sahasrara)—the gateway to divine consciousness and spiritual awakening. It reflects our human imperfections and the transformative power of surrender. As seekers, we are gently guided by the grace of the Divine Mother toward clarity, compassion, and higher truth. On this sacred day, may we dissolve our ego, embrace humility, and open ourselves fully to the radiant light of Maa's love.

We, the sinners, 

full of fallacies, 

many shortcomings too,

guided towards a better self, 

with love and surrender. 

Jai Ma. Jai Jai Ma. 

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

The bloom within

The bloom within

On the fourth day of Navratri, we honor Goddess Kushmanda, the radiant source of divine energy. This day is linked to the Heart Chakra (Anahata), the center of love, compassion, and harmony. Just as seeds bloom into flowers with care, our hearts blossom with kindness and devotion when nurtured by divine blessings. This poem reflects the sacred unfolding of love within, inspired by the gentle yet powerful presence of Ma Durga’s grace. Jai Ma!

Nestled in the folds,

within the layers of heart, 

seeds of love and compassion

that grow and bloom, 

with blessings. 

Jai Ma. Jai Jai Ma.

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

The Lighthouse

The Lighthouse

On the **third day of Navratri**, we invoke **Devi Chandraghanta**, the embodiment of strength, courage, and serenity. This day resonates with the **Solar Plexus Chakra (Manipura)**—the center of inner power, will, and transformation. Just as the **sun fuels life**, this chakra fuels our ambitions and discipline. Amidst life's inner storms—desires, doubts, and struggles—devotion becomes the unwavering force that grounds us. This poem reflects that journey, where amidst chaos, the divine presence remains our anchor. **Jai Ma!**

Rough and stormy, inside, 

waves of desires and thoughts,

and at the center of this cyclone,

rests the sacral power

of devotion. 

Jai Ma. Jai Jai Ma.

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Glow of Grace

This senryu seeks the blessings of the radiant sun and the peaceful moon on this sacred occasion of Eid. Just as the moonlight brings serenity and the sunshine fills hearts with warmth, may this festival bring tranquility, joy, and divine grace to all. Eid is a time of reflection, gratitude, and renewal, and laughters this poem captures the essence of light, peace, and abundance that illuminate the hearts of believers on this joyous day.

Peace of moonshine, and, 

radiance of sun in hearts. 

Bountiful, Thy grace! 

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Sacred Strokes

On the second day of Navratri, we worship Goddess Brahmacharini, who signifies devotion, knowledge, and creativity. The sacral chakra (Svadhisthana) governs inspiration, passion, and artistic flow. This poem reflects how the divine touch transforms simple words and sketches into profound expressions of wisdom and beauty. As the Goddess blesses us with clarity and purpose, we surrender to the creative energy that shapes our journey. Jai Ma! May her grace guide our paths!

Scrambled words and faint lines

on the papyrus,

becoming insightful verses, 

even master paintings.

with grace.

Jai Ma. Jai Jai Ma. 

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Rooted in faith

On the first day of Navratri, we invoke Goddess Shailputri, the embodiment of strength, stability, and unwavering faith. Just as the root chakra (Muladhara) forms the foundation of our being, so does faith anchor us amidst life’s trials. This poem draws inspiration from the terra firma and the resilience of nature, symbolizing how devotion keeps us grounded while allowing us to reach skyward. It is a tribute to trust, endurance, and divine grace.

On a firm terra, 

skywards, the lush bountiful greens.

swirling and swaying

on a twisted, knotted pedestal

with faith.

Jai Ma. Jai Jai Ma. 

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

The Song of Nature

Before the call of muezzin, 

before the Om was revealed, 

before the hymns were written,

before all the sacred rituals,

that man ever invented, 

this nature sang for Thee.

The songs of rivers, whistling of winds, 

chirping of birds, sussarations of spring,

rising and falling tides, 

the prayers of grace and gratitude.

The nature sings still,

in Thy love,

all its melodies, attuned to Thee.

And some day, 

when we will all be gone,

'tis canticles will still echo.

The rhythm will never fade.

This poem reflects on the timeless devotion of nature, revealing that long before human rituals and prayers, nature already sang in honor of the divine. With the songs of rivers, winds, birds, and tides serving as prayers of grace and gratitude, this poem celebrates a primordial, eternal hymn. Even after humanity fades, nature’s canticles will continue to echo, preserving an everlasting rhythm of divine love—a sacred testament to the immutable bond between creation and the Creator. It reassures that even after humanity is gone, nature’s sacred melodies will continue to echo, eternally attuned to divine love.

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Light beyond the clouds

This cherita reflects the human journey through darkness and light — a reminder that just as the sun reemerges after the clouds, our souls find renewal through grace. It speaks of burdens we carry, the dust that gathers, and the gentle breeze of divine remembrance that purifies and restores. A meditation on hope, forgiveness, and spiritual cleansing.

Sun, behind the winter clouds,

It becomes dark for a little while, 

and then it is bright and burning again.

Our sins plague and beleaguer,

dust gathers on our souls.

Gentle breeze of Thy name cleanses our being.

Linking with Weekend Writing Prompt #396

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Song of swing

This was written on 7th of August, 2024, saved in drafts and not posted...

The waxing crescent

blushes beautifully.

Gleaming gorgeous greens,

swing merrily in monsoons.

Anklets tinkle freely,

like ringing laughters in parental abodes.

Misty showers of grace,

answer the supplications.

Couples soak in joys,

on their journey together.

Love blossoms,

life sprouts,

and nature rejoices.

The creation

celebrating the creator.

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Peacocks in rain

Overcast grey skies, 

peacocks cavorting blithely.

Distant from Thyself,

soaked in nectar of Thy name,

my heart sings Thy sweet glories. 

Linking with Moonwashed Weekly Prompt

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha 

Navratri Collection 2023 - Day 8

Thy kind, genial glance be,

Ills plague us, Thee doth stroy.

All life prospers in joy,

'neath Thy safe shelter.

Jai Ma. Jai Jai Ma.

Welfare unto all

Rab Rakha 

Navratri Collection 2023 - Day 6

Thy name rings in all realms.

Thee showers us with grace.

All cosmos in embrace,

ever beside.

Jai Ma. Jai Jai Ma.

Welfare unto all

Rab Rakha 

Navratri Collection 2023 - Day 5

Thy name breathes life in us.

Thy hand ferries across.

To light, through dreg and dross,

this sword of faith.

Jai Ma. Jai Jai Ma.

Welfare unto all

Rab Rakha 

The weighing scale of faith

"God does nothing except in response to believing prayer."

~John Wesley

The weighing scale of faith

In the far far west, the lands of Kabul,

lived a retailer, who measured in full. 

A man of faith, strong his belief in Thee, 

in Thy holy feet, he placed all his plea.

And thus he lived with his wife and kids, 

refraining strictly from what Thee forbids. 

Envious of him, charged for weighing less, 

weights were dubious, he landed in mess. 

Arrested, he would be thrown in oven hot. 

His kinsfolk cried, lamented on their lot. 

They prayed in Kabul, in prison cell of fort. 

Thee heard their cries at Amritsar court. 

Check his weights, ordered the mortal king. 

Omniscient Master, Thee knows everything. 

Thee plays with offering a devotee brings, 

a smile on Thy lips, Thee pulls the strings. 

Five copper-pice, Thee juggles with saintly hands, 

the weighing scale moves as Thee pulls the strands. 

Thee shuffles the coins, now in right, now left. 

Likewise moves the scale for judging any theft. 

At last Thee places the coins by Thy side. 

And greets the court with a smile wide. 

The devotee is saved, his weight were right,

his faith rewarded, he is blessed by Light.

Through the storms, in the trials we face, 

Thee steers us ashore by Thy grace. 

Stand by faith and stay ever strong. 

Commit to Thee, and Thee shall belong.

Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha