Extraterrestrial

World,
With its innocence and crookedness
With its friendliness and hostility
With its beauty and ugliness
-- a familiar place for everyone to live
a strange place for me to live?

Gypsy

Wandering from place to place,
--from mind to mind
Peace—a gypsy traveler

Sighted in the snow clad mountains of Himalayas,
And the lush meadows of Switzerland,
In the vibrations of Thamburu,
And in the prayers of Lamas
………..
In the eyes of Buddha,
And in the arms of Virgin Mary.

How blessed I will be
If it eternally homes in me.

Hangman

No drop of tear,
No wave of sympathy,
On the grim face of the executioner.

No hangovers
--of the previous hangings
God, the hangman
---Executing my ego to perfection.

Perfection

All my hard work ,
All my patience,
Aimed at ‘perfection’.

--a strange concept
taught by the society.

Yet, somewhere in my journey ,
I realize that
‘Perfection is imperfect’

Dreams

Sometimes dressed up as angels,
Sometimes dressed up as monsters,
Dreams - the constant visitors
Of my sleepy nights.
Are they prophets?
Are they teachers?
Are they jokers?
Or are they magicians?

Vanishing without a trace,
The moment the dawn breaks.
Leaving me with
Sorrow, longing or even a smile on my face.
---Giving me no chance to discover them…

My Doubt

Starry night.
--Mind free of clouds of thoughts.
A doubt knocks,
On the door of my mind.
"Does God love me"?
Nobody answers.
--Loneliness invades me
Hey presto! I see the answer
---A shooting star
God's wink!!

Moonlit Night
The moon,
Crowned with a divine halo.
Sparkling stars,
Forming part of celestial odyssey.
-- All reflecting the Sacred Silence.
I feel closer to God.