I AM THE SUN !!

Photography by Tejas Singh

Photography by Tejas Singh

A sky over-cast with dense clouds

Frost cloaks the greens like a shroud

Spread on earth, darkness of night

I am howsoever shining bright

For I am the Sun!

 

Extinguished minds, bereft of spark

Fainting pulse, no blood gushing through heart

Anesthetized senses, touch without heat

Am agile, forever lit

For I am the Sun!

 

Tired stride, wacked feet

Wounded mass, bruised knees

Defaced earth’s frame, tired and fatigued

Am statuesque, strong and lithe

For I am the Sun!

 

I have the power and prowess

To sear through the dense darkness

To ignite the minds with a special sharpness

To fuel the hearts with love and softness

For I am the Sun!

 

I have burnt for zillions of years

To spread light in this universe

I have caused life and climate

I have ruled the cosmos with my tenets

For I am the Sun!

 

Oh my orbs! Bind with my magnet

With my warmth you shine and illuminate

I have carved an orbit for each one of you

I have seeded life and breath in you

For I am the Sun!

 

Don’t go away from me, you’ll freeze to death

Don’t come close to me, you’ll be burnt to slag

You were born from me

You will end within me

For I am the Sun!

 

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Where Are The Soulful Artisans And Their ‘Real McCoy’ Art!!

Photography by Tejeshwar Singh

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The fine silk woven by the dexterous fingers

A play of a mindful art

Creativity appliquéd the passion so stitched

Embroidered with seams of thoughts

Years and years of heritage thus passed down

Here comes what an objet d’art!

 

The palate of hues blended by the artistic hands

Moved on the canvas with utmost segue

To create picture of someone’s dreams

Illusions of mind thus perceived

Portray the images of one’s heart

A Da Vinci’s Mona Liza thus conceived

 

Affection n care wrapped in the garment

Granny’s prayers, knitted in yarn

Nimble needles churn out the intricate pattern

The tassels n braids, the embellishments so worn

Ornamental trimmings, edgings and bobbles

Oh what love and warmth thus born!

 

Where is the beauty of true melody

The magic of maestro caressing avid hearts

Outdone is the music once created with simple strings

Cosmetically treated are the vocal cords

Tuners and synthesizers make you a star in a sprint

No longer a veritable piece of opus gets true applaud

 

Gone are the days of labor and inimitable creations

Flawless is the new creation, however the theme hodgepodge

The peace it transpired is replaced by utter techno noise

No one’s chasing the distinct excellence, in this race to win n outsmart

The passion n spirit that flows in a single stroke

is taken away by a modern collage

 

The wonder of virtuoso is left to the mercy of paintbrush

The high pixels ‘n’ graphics have conjured faux art

The masterpieces are crafted through cut ‘n’ paste

Edited by the ingenuity of a digital shop

The sheer mystic of ingenious is mislaid

Alas! The soulful ‘real McCoy’ once existed, is lost !

Winning in Personal Life…. ( A Tribute To My Partner )

ON THE LONELY ROAD!!

 

On this lonesome road, I was walking in solitude,

Wondering if it was the right one to choose

Looking for directions, lost in my reverie

Praying for an aide and then you came en route

 

Saw me on my tramp, with my unsteady stride

Fear of falling abyss, you took my hand to guide

Led my way, instilled me with self belief

Showed me the path so lucid, so discreet

 

I have taken some vows n taken some oaths

All with your potion of care and support

Am ready and braced to take it ablaze

Only with your fortitude, with poise and grace

 

You gave me my reason, my raison d’être

Promises I made to you, I shall deliver

You are my mast, without you I’d quiver

You are my mentor that I so revere

 

Now that I am resurrected and rechristened

Found my journey and my triumph

Scaling new heights, making for ascend

Learned to rejoice and rise to transcend

 

Be there, be around as I shall need your spirit

On your gumption, I took to detour

Inspired by your resolve, took many pledges

Withstood challenges and fought many battles,

 

You are my power house, I seek strength from you

You kindle my fire, get my beacon from you

You enthuse me each morning, you teach me how to live

To embrace the defeats as bravely as victories

 

I have loved your ardor and your gaiety

I am in awe of your heroic deity

Don’t abandon me amidst my path to salvation

I need you to turn to, till I attain self actualization!

 

The tacit gratitude, I treasure in my heart

A feeling unspoken, till am ready to depart

Knowing you will know how much I need

God sent you as my companion, together we shall tread!!

 

Its a step towards my personal goal……

To Win in personal life – Never take relationships for granted, specially the precious ones. Never fall short of words for those who contribute enormously to your life and support earnestly in making you what you are today…..

So started with a little verse that I gifted to my life partner, on our anniversary yesterday.

Your Best Is All That Matters…

Photography by Tejeshwar Singh

Photography by Tejeshwar Singh

You may not be the best, but always pledge to give your best

You may not be ahead of all, but keep yourself forever abreast

Be prepared to fight for your right, till then don’t give up, don’t rest

You may not have the innate skill, what wins a war is your unmatched zest

 

You may break a few rules, you may disobey some laws

But don’t be a rebel without a cause

You may not be gifted, the wisest and smart

But be blessed with perseverance and persistence for your art

 

You may not create a wonder, but every action must contribute

Not to take, abuse and waste, nor to destroy or pollute

You may not win a Booker, but have a story to tell this world

You may not sing so great, but have a song n sing to your soul

 

Touch a few hearts, live your dreams and passions

Find unfeigned bliss, discover your true potential

Excel, evolve to your best, attain your life’s goal

May you be your own brand, may you live to be one with your soul

 

(This one is for my two sons…and so am adding my younger one’s photography in it, his passion at mere 14 years of age)