An Ode to Ocean…

A vast ocean,

With all horizons out of reach.

Yet, every wave,

With dreams and mysteries coiled in,
Spills new thoughts,
Shows a dream,
that I take my first plunge in this ocean of vastness,
and wash away the mind,
that throws up memories.

My heart splits open,
comes out a liberated child
who just knows dance, wildness and love.

My soul gives up
A translucent veil, soiled with reflections of the past
I so proudly wear.

Little by little answers came with waves,
I gathered few shells of dreams.
I found solace, few exceptional truths.

I learnt, though pain resides in every heart,
though few minds simply refuse even to dream.
The endurance of love surely bears its fruit.

I left the ocean
with a deep feeling of calmness
yet dreaming of that pearl
which lies down under that ocean of love.

Is it a dream too hard to fight?
And no one could help me believing,
that I am striving for the right.


The first shower!!!
And as the rain loosens itself,
I felled in love with the life again.

I listen in to the song nature hums.
It rings a bell for all of us.
It’s time to tune in to the song we all forgot,
That chord we forgot to strike,
The rhyme which mind failed to retain.

While in the life’s chorus,
We all were busy,
Chanting the mantra of success,
Learning the song of delight.

The first splash and the abundance squeezes itself,
Sending out a squirt of wetness,
Moistening all hearts which remained dried.
While in the ocean of life,
We were seeking a single wave of tenderness, a single tide.

Doesn’t mind still crave of an urge unfulfilled?
That petite desire which hides itself.
To be Happy from inside.

Ending the search to be blissful,
Probing grounds to hang about.
Gathering causes to be occupied.

Today while standing on the life’s cliff,
Gazing at the rain.
I still find within a mind
That refuses to grow.
Declines to remain confined.
A heart within, that desires to cheer,
yearns to grow in easy delight.
A spirit within, keen to let the rains pour in,
Drench my body and soak my soul.
Till all the shyness gets washed out,
which cloaks the sanity.
Till the adulthood resigns.

I gain a heart of an infant,
which finds no reason,
Futile to be glad,
No cause vain to simply smile.