Now

Now I am calm,
Now I am at peace.
Now I am happy
Now I am at ease.

Now is what I have
Now rises the fever
Now I see the goal
Now, it is or never

Now my thoughts measure
Now my actions count
Now my intentions define
Now my commitments mount

Now rules the roost
Now is something
Now has the charm
Now is the King!

Freedom

Some day the doors will open
To usher me into that world.
Where I’ll see the glory of life,
The happiness, the joy unfurled.

That day may not be very far
Or may take eternity to reach.
Depends whether I take
The escape route or undergo the siege.

The ball is in my court,
As has always been.
To hold it or to throw
Towards the unseen?

Go, Go, Go Dear

Go, go, go dear
You are not to stop here.
The path is untrodden though,
Your destination is not here.

Go, go, go dear
Shun your inhibition and fear.
It may seem scary all alone
But remember He is always near.

Go, go, go dear
Not the time to quit here.
When you can still walk a mile
Then why stop here!

Go, go, go dear
Conviction be dead in my words, dear.
But a belief is still alive
That your goal is near.
Go, go, go dear…

Thee

I went round and round
the world in search of thee.
Climbed the highest peak,
jumped in the deepest sea.
Everything else was there,
except thee, thee and thee.

I checked with eminent astronauts
who helped in reaching the moon.
I checked with eminent biologists
who develop “new” life in a cocoon.
I checked with great philosophers
with no answers coming soon.

I was perturbed with
this state of affair,
With the hypocrisy
poisoning the air
That we know too much, or
Just an empty bubble in mid-air?

The light is not out
but shining within.
The quest is not dead
but growing from thin.
The goal is not reached but
the journey is in full swing…

(to reach Thee)

Where…VIII

Where is
my goal, dear?
Where is
my soul, dear?
Where is
my foul, dear?

Where I fear not the
future but live in today.
Where strong is my voice
and conviction in my say.
Where I grow in mind
and spirit, day by day.

Where is
the Light, dear?
Where is
the Guide, dear?
Where is
the fight (against the lower self), dear?

Where my loneliness
is no more lonely.
Where my feelings
are striking and holy.
Where my heart grows
to embrace wholly.