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Thursday, February 23, 2017

What do you see?

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What do you see
Of the imprint on this page
Would a tree conjure up to your mind
Or maybe even an abstract art of some kind

What do you see
With that gleam you have in your eyes
A touch of a smile on your lips
Has me envisioning a reply of some sort

I see an image that can come alive
Maybe a tree with leaves on its branches
Followed by sketches of an imprint that leaves a shadow
Its a mystery what it really can turn out to be

I think its all in this ever confused mind we live with
Not all are clear cut the way it is envisioned
There are shadows of doubts that can arise
Even in guessing the identity of a simple image

What I mean to say is this
Even in something so simple, we find ways to confuse ourselves
Sometimes we have to just let it be
A picture of a tree if you say so
Will be what it is..

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Sunday, February 19, 2017

A couple of years ago, I went to a Cathedral in Bristol, England to attend the convocation of my daughter who had just graduated with honors in LLB. It was a proud moment for the whole family which includes the grandmother, aunts, uncles, nephews and niece. Unfortunately my dad had passed on otherwise the occasion would have been his proudest moment too. 
As I entered the beautiful, vast and glorious grounds to the Bristol Cathedral, I couldn't but help wonder at its magnificence and having the Graduation Ceremony at this historical church built in medieval times held a certain nostalgia for me. Its history dates back to the 12th century and it is one of England's great medieval churches. Reading its history on the website, I learned that it was built as an abbey in c. 1140 by a rich local merchant, Robert Fitzharding, who became the first Lord Berkeley. 
The intricate carvings and the architectural designs of its building are absolutely ingenious. The Cathedral has held important community events, like the graduation of my daughter for one and is stated in its website as being "one of the most important buildings of its era in the country and that it is even hired out for corporate entertaining and candlelit dinners." How awesome is that! It is so deeply etched in history that I was totally captivated reading about it just as I was awestruck the first time I stepped into the Cathedral.
Interestingly I recently read of the Bristol Cathedral's new research project with the University of Bristol (where my daughter studied) wherein they are going to explore the nature of sound inside the building and the way it impacts visitors! Reading further I found out that The Cathedral had a long rich history also associated with choral music. The project intends to record the different sounds in different parts of the building and look at ways in which people look for silence in the Cathedral. They intend to explore the difference that live music make to visitors' experiences. I think silence is a great communicator. It is altogether an important research to discover why people seek silence and have designated areas in the Cathedral where they go to seek it. I know I go to the church to just sit in silence and feel the peace of it. I would also choose the most quiet part of the church to meditate in silence.
This excerpt is partly taken from the Bristol Cathedral announcement webpage detailing a little bit on the project :-
'This project will map the soundscape of different parts of the building – and outside spaces – at different times of day, so that the changing nature of the cathedral’s sound signature can be better understood. It is also hoped that new events, such as Led Silences or Sound tours might be created. The project will also commission 2 pieces of music which will respond to the findings of the research to be performed by the Cathedral Choir and other local musicians.
The project is being led by Dr Beth Williamson, who has published on sound and silence in the medieval devotional experience, serves on the Fabric Advisory Committee of Bristol Cathedral, and has published a collection of essays on the art, architecture and history of the Cathedral.'
I guess after the research is concluded, Bristol Cathedral will have another historical project to add to it its preeminence.  I am indeed privileged to have witnessed and shared a proud moment in its vicinity and would encourage everyone who visits Bristol to drop by the ever effluent and magnificent Bristol Cathedral!

Saturday, February 18, 2017

The Terrorist Made Her Famous

She sat there looking at the blank page
Ink in her hand
There were many things that needed to be written
She sat there, still and thinking..

For decades she bore the brunt of pain
Not a pain that hampers her in any way
But cripples her wiles to be great in her art
Not that she could beat the rest out there
She wrote but with a tenacity of a will to compete
Empowered with a desire to excel

A dark spell had been cast on her
A magic that belongs to evil
She knew she would have to write against all odds
She beguiled evil with her impertinence
She would let no evil master her
She was a maiden much like from heaven
There is no victory in sight for those of the devil
They fall one by one

She tires some days of their foolishness
To render her dead
Blind, deaf and dumb as the serpent
They try without success
Over and over again
Scores of them and decades have passed
They fall in their own sly deceit

Death will someday come to her blessed and heralded
Not by the finger of evil will she lie in tomb
She has filled her page with ink
And she waves her hand in victory
For by trying to suppress her supremacy
They have instead gained her everlasting fame

She repeats,she is made famous by the killers of a lewd religion
Extremism and terror have they spread
Even a hundred fold among them
Seeking her death by vile means
They now know loss to someone who dared a dream
And brought upon shameful destruction in their midst
They try again and again
A million more and dead they fall
Failing miserably in their quest

She sits now quiet in her knowing
For as she is sought in revenge for their destruction
Her resilience to their evil has her gaining footage
Multitudes that come forth
Have understood her reason for fame
and acknowledge
That the terrorist themselves have made her famous!
She has destroyed them at their own game.

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Tuesday, February 14, 2017


Where does love lead?

From my heart it leads to yours
With mirth of ecstasy and softness
Just like the petals of a rose
Scented and full of freshness
With never ceasing beauteous richness

I cherish these moments of renewed vows
When once more we whisper words of love
Just like we did the first time
And feel the surge of bliss and ecstasy
Each time I hear you say to me

‘You, My Valentine
Will never cease to amaze me
With your beauty
You endow me with the gift of love everlasting

So charmed and blest!

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Monday, February 13, 2017

It's Valentine - His Heart Told Him So

A little pink in his face he looked a trifle ill at ease
Just waiting for her to appear
He carried a little card with a wish straight from his heart
Could he be her beau

It was Valentine
His heart told him so
For it beat right out of his tightened chest
Would she see it show

If she could just say yes
He would take her in his warm embrace
And dance to the music of love 
It's Valentine

For her smile makes him laugh
Her touch lingers on
For her eyes bring out the shine
Of the stars way up above

Its Valentine
A day for him
To be with her
A celebration that brings two hearts
together in the triumph of love 


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Saturday, February 11, 2017

Valentine Past

I struggled for words to say
The memories just rushed to mind
Of a Valentine's Day 
A year ago today.

You stood there with a dew filled rose
A pink rose so bejeweled by the touch
Of waters so fresh 
That trickled translucent 
And created an image so pure

And your words were sublime
With a promise like this :-
'Our love will always be
So young and vibrant
Like this rose I give to you today'

I remember the day like it was yesterday
So ecstatic and free I drowned
In that special love you had for me 
It was a heavenly crown

A year ago fled like rain
You left me bereft and in pain
The pink rose is a shadow now
Crippling my torching heart

No words can soothe this ache
This Valentine I cry in vain
With a memory so hard to shake and heal..

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Friday, February 3, 2017

God Said, Man Said..

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One day God looked down from his heavenly abode and saw that there was no life on Earth and he said "Let there be Life way down there where magnificent mountains reign and majestic valleys run deep. Let there be creatures who graze on the land so sprawling and wide and of those of every kind both big and small. Let there be flowers that bloom and fruits of every type on trees and on the ground. Let it be filled with fishes of every kind in waters that collide into mighty seas so pristine and immaculate in my eyes".
"For I want to share my creation with all the World. I have created a Marvel of a beauteous Land for the inhabitants of this World where the oceans will claim the most expanse and colors of rainbows mingle with the Sun after rainfall. From East to West and from North to South it would be a wonder to all".

Then he thought for a while and said to himself "Why don't I have a Man and a Woman who will oversee my wondrous creation. They will marvel at my creation and treat it with much pride and care just as I do". So God made Man and of Man He made a Woman and he was pleased. For in God's mind, the World would be a paradise where there would be no hunger,pain or disease and no warring for He had provided for everything that Man and the creatures that lived there could ever want.  I will make the Man and Woman and their descendants the inheritors of my Creation and they will live in content," He thought with much satisfaction.

After God created Man and his Woman, God saw that his creation was breathtakingly impressive and he was pleased. He then told the Man and his Woman that they are the inheritors of Earth and that they would have no lacking and to do what they pleased as long as they took care of Earth and loved it the way He did. And then God went away.

The Man and his Woman looked around them and saw the riches bestowed on them as they multiplied and grew in numbers. Then Man decided that they needed to demarcate the land and separate their kin. For some had started to be displeased about their share of inheritance. Thus greed and power engulfed their minds. Soon arguments and power struggle ensued.

Man was an intelligent creature. His brilliant innovation spread throughout the world and empowered
the demarcated lands which had become to be known as countries with borders and their intensity of developments were crowned with riches and power. The race to wealth were upmost in their minds, It was the time for Innovators and Innovation of every kind. For Man made great strides with new technologies and research thus creating wealth and in turn huge profits. Then they had to hide their knowledge and power and keep their countries safe. Nuclear weapons were built to safeguard territories, weapons of mass destruction were constructed and discord and suspicion ensured a place in their minds. Mindless wars were fought in between. As a result there was disparity in the wealth of the world and the world became a smaller place. The poor was the outcome for the race to wealth. This division caused the allocation of wealth to be uneven and  the lesser ones were stricken with poverty and sickness and being vast in number delved in hunger and pain and a tormented life. Man had now become of a different race and a different religion. There was no more one race and one religion. The inheritors of the World had torn it apart by creating all the negatives that one could think of in their pursuit of the positives. By virtue of a torn world, Man had lost his sense of peace and hence had lost his inheritance to the whole of Earth. The oceans were ravaged and the land plundered. Diseases thrived and many perished. Calamities and catastrophes were thriving in a world brought down by Man. The ozone layer was now in jeopardy. The Earth became a parody. By this time God had disappeared from this World. He did not expect this of Man.

Then years passed and one day Man asked "Where is God?. I am so ashamed for I have lost my inheritance to the World that my forefathers had and entrusted to us by the God of their time. An Earth of pureness and peace, An Earth where my children would survive without a care in the world. A clean Earth with no pollution. An Earth which all of us would have gladly called our own!".

Where is God? God went away entrusting His creation to Man who deceived Him in the end and who now lives looking for peace, cleanliness, faith, hope and a second chance at life and displaced without a home. God went away the day He saw his World in perfect creation. It is best not to expect Him to return and see the mess made by generations of men who have only desired power and wealth and held greed in their hearts.

The whole world lies in plunder and I believe that only if there is the faith of a mustard seed with charity and love in hearts, God will come back. It is no use praying when what you preach does not concur. God will not hear the wicked hearted and it takes just one to make a change with a sincere heart for peace to prevail. The world is badly in need of an olive branch. God is all about love, beauty and cleanliness. There is no place for him in this Earth at this moment. This chaotic life will prevail until one day wicked men will see their results of wrongful preaching and deeds. God does not preach killings and evil deeds nor lies nor deceit. These are the works of the devil. When did we lose God?

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Goddess of Song

My Poem "Goddess of Song" was accepted and published in the February 2018 issue of the Enchanted Conversation Magazine :- Read...