Silence

Silence prevails

All about me

And all around

Words die voiceless

Voice fails for want of breath

How breathless it has become

The season is black

All colours are blank and bland

How weak is the wind

I draw it as much as my chest can hold

Only to realize

How timid it is!

Full of fright

it cannot move a leaf

it cannot hold a butterfly

all bees in their hives

all are afraid to stir

Silence prevails

Within and without

All around

And all about.

The sun being only source of light

Finds itself behind the bars

The clouds all dark and black

Have stood like a wall

Impenetrable

Still stands climate

Overtaken by a magic spell.

Beneath my feet

The earth moves,

Thinking of you

Yes

Thinking of you

reminds me of youthful days

when air was warm

with breezy cool

the sun was blowing glowing gold

the dust was settled under your soles

and on the sand time, you walked in

slowly sending vibes around

the silver bells shyly sang

ringing in the golden era

The love was young, the youthful eyes

Spoke to me

oh, the awesome was the moment

I loved the world as it echoed

the coos of your heart

I missed a beats

One after the other

I kissed the air

The fresh fragrance took me over

Yes, I was overpowered

Overwhelmed gleaning and leaning

Over to you to say the same.

Thinking of you

Reminds me of

Those beautiful days.

Greeting 2015

Greeting 2015

Nowhere there I exist

its you and you and only you

Surrounded and grounded

I find you, all about me

within and without

it’s you

or else who

could be so near to me

nearer than me

to endear in your arms

oh, how blessed I am

words can’t tell

idiom cannot describe

tales cannot relate

and I feel you

the breath in and out

in whisper and shout

all the time hissing

all the time kissing

with your breeze like breath

I have none else but you.

Timeless and immemorial

perishable to imperishable

never to ever

newer every time

on the virgin path

on and on

you take me carried

as fragrance in the air

and colours in the light

and cold in the darkness

thunders in the roars.

like a river I like to flow

as a breeze, I like to blow

and as tendril I like to grow

as you sow so I show

un-reluctant non-repenting

all about me

it you and you and only you.

Celestial Wonder

Celestial Wonder

Gurdip Singh

It is happening;
and I am just part of it,
a tiny part
and
the system goes on
as has been happening
since time immemorial.
Every moment I live
is saved
from a crash or collusion
which just does not happen
because
it is taken care of by
some other laws of nature
that stops it from happening.
My mind bewildered,
I am amazed,
beyond all descriptions.
What a mind boggling it is
the pace it travels
no it does not fly
it just walks about
in the space
slow pace
which is as slow as
tens of thousands kilometers
per hours
just a stride in the orbit
never repeated
never revisited
nor in the past
or in the times to come
Oh... the only option left to me,
I simply cannot change it ,
I must learn to live in peace
unexcited
without anxiety
in accordance with it.
call it any thing.
I wonder
and I enjoy
wondering at the things happening
all about me.

The Quest

Often
and time and again
I come to face to face
the question
how oft shall I strive to find
a place below
on the sand
baked and burnt
by the Sun of the time
hard and rocky below
around my soles
for the shade of my shadow
made to move to and from
by the sun at noon and evening.
how oft shall I run
to look for a pasture green
for the trees so loving
for the sun so bright
for the sky so clear
for the wind so breezy
for winter sun so warm
for the spring so calm
for the clouds full of water
and heart full of desires
the things don’t change
all the way and every time
I come to face the same place again
the same question
the same quest
the same desire.
I run for my desires.

Me & You

How I come, how I go
and leave the world
like the bird that swoops down
from the sky
into the water
and then emerges out again
leaving no trail behind
on the surface
that roars below
or the wind that blows around
felling leaves yellow and pale
from the twigs, ready for sail
that float in the air,
move on the surface
yards ahead
before they sleep
in the soil of the land
or the flowers that bloom from the buds
smile in the sun and play with the wind
in the breezy spring of the day
sing and speak
in colour and fragrance
and call the buzz of the bees
and mute butterflies bright.
The stars in the sky
look at me and smile as they say
with a twinkle in their eyes
come let us go.
Time it is, but not yours.

Say What?

What makes you hold the breath
what makes you lose your way
what makes you tied to the post
what makes you lose away
the shining back the little bird
that wants to fly in the sky
to keep the track of the winds
and back towards the sun
to shine like a silver dime
that makes you follow the day
all in my heart I want to speak
what I wish to steer away
all in the night and all in the day
as you may and as I may
oh dear me, I wish to hear
all that you say.
Old in my steps, I pave the track
with a cataract in the eyes
and stoop in the back
slowly, I gather all my grey hair
and look to evening sun to say
bye to the time and to the watch
that stood the test of the time
true; it’s false, it’s false, I say
I wonder what makes you stay away
clear in the history, and in the mystery,
it’s false, it’s false, come what may.