Tag: poetry
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The story of Horizon
A drop…. lying in the soil, watching sky…. the sky wondered, why? What can be the relation, between a timid drop and the mighty sky? It could see, the drop watching it, without fail. It could see, the drop willing to reach there. The sky laughed, roaring. Infinite I am, at an unreachable height, try you…
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Are you?
In the hills and the skies, I was searching…. You were very known, yet unknown…… I was catching you moment to moment…the more I caught, more I lost…. I was looking for you…. In shadows, in mirrors, in temples…But, now I ask… Who are you? Where are you? I again go on inquiring…. Deep within myself…deep…
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The Frog Haiku by Basho
Matsuo Basho, a Zen master has written many many Haikus, utterly beautiful and meaningful at the same time, meaningless. Among these all Haikus, the Frog Haiku is perhaps the most famous one. It will be really a wonderful experiences to explore this Haiku. The Haiku is as follows- Ancient Pond, Frog jumps in, Plop….. These…
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Ghalib: Why so difficult?
In this world, things never come the way we want. We never get the things bundled the way want them. This somehow decreases the availability of the things and restricts it to only selected masses. When I read Ghalib, I realize that this law holds true for poetry also. Ghalib’s poetry is one of the…
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Ghalib: The unbeatable Beauty
Many poets, I love. I love them for their beauty, for their tenderness.Ghalib is one of those poets. Ghalib was not enlightened. He was not a saint or the one who had seen. But, his vision was very sensitive. He had immensely sensitive. Here, I again a remember a beautiful couplet from Ghalib- People are…
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The Idol Worshiper
Let it be Handmade Or a mind made Idol, I am a worshipper, And I need an Idol… To hang up the loads….. Which I can’t bear…. To not to start the journey, Which I fear…… I go on changing, So the Idol does…. There is only journey, There is only fuss….. I have created…