Chakravyu

How much I yearn for change,
That when it cometh

I let it go for future gain.
when the future proves in vain,
In search I begin for change.

A rigmarole it seems this is.

Beginner's weeds

As days progress,
Weeds from gaps spurts out stark.

Try to progress as much as I might,
They succeed in holding me back.

Folks cajole me to swim downstream,
How else can I avoid their flak,

All I seek from thee is breaking up this heart,
I know there still exists some crack.

Seek

Creation I seek
When started I am meek

Develop I seek
To what I know not

Depth I seek
Now it is skin deep

Balance

To lead a balanced life is not easy as it seems
There still exists fire in my dreams

Steady state in isolation is not possible
Vaccum in mind
Sensousness shades the periphery

Goodbye

Perhaps it is time to say goodbye
The world is full of alibies

Meditate

My ways to meditate
Is to ruminate
Bring pathos to heart
A gentle upsurge

Soak with feelings
Dry through expression

Is it action that is meditation
Inactivity is a myth