Healing Aura

This poem was originally written for: http://dontgiveupworld.com/to-be-a-hero/

Life goes on
Somebody dies
And somebody is born
Right through ages
Come night or dawn

People meet
And drift away
Just like a glacier fleet
Human rigidity tested
Turned to water fluid

Roads converge
Into happy destinations
And sometimes deluge
But always some fork
Leads to a hopeful refuge

Glass windows broken
By noise, stones, pebbles
Leaving the soul inside shaken
But still tread your path
Building again what was broken

See the halo
No, it’s not outside
Deep inside it will glow
Because you have risen
From ashes to be a hero

——-Gauri Kanyalkar——

The heart sure grows fonder

Do souls meet, you wonder

How does it ever happen?

But it sure feels like heaven

The time indeed draws near

And the outcome is crystal clear

Our hearts beating a tandem

Echoing across at random

Across centuries and births

And countries and hearths

You have found me before

And will do so once more

I know myself no more

It’s only you I see afore

It’s you in my stillness

Rock solid is the sureness

We are destined to meet

Oh my delectable sweet

Let this heat build

And I will be your shield

When you finally stand

Across me, holding my hand

Time will again stand still

Our eternal love to reveal!!

——Gauri Kanyalkar—–

Sun and shade

In my green glade

Rain showers

Strange powers

Incense smell

In my senses dwell

The Elephant God

And the lotus pod

The mridang’s boom

And hibiscus bloom

Vermilion and yellow

With rice to follow

Gas lamp light

Steps treading tight

Smoky darkness

Shadow’s sharpness

Waves rolling

Manjiras tolling

Ganeshas sinking

A storm engulfing

—-Gauri Kanyalkar—-

The poem was originally written for http://dontgiveupworld.com/keep-your-pride/

Oh so tired of this rigmarole
How do I rest a tired soul?
What do I do to make me whole?

Yes the world’s ways upset
My perceptions to despair set
Caught in the throes of hate

The bird’s tweet becomes noise
Such non-sense, but what’s the choice?
Lord-o-mercy where is my poise?

My soul, my friend, think awhile
How is that my life I spoil?
Will I be able to bear this guile?

Shake me awake at such foolishness
It’s not me alone in this holy mess
Struggling are plenty with no harness

I get thrown this way and that
Why complain, life is indeed a bet
Take the risk, God handles the rest

Give credence to this reality
Life does not end through misery
Despair begets even more agony

Something that costs nothing
Happiness is the blessed thing
Give me more of its zing

Mother-nature looks after me
Hers are the birds and the bee
And the creatures of the sea

She drowns me in high tide
And lifts me up on one side
Teaches me to keep my pride

Crowds milling around me

Frowns and smiles too

Lots happening with me

Without me in the know

I make the right responses

Without really knowing

Mechanical are reactions

From a life of performing

And there I stand surrounded

But still in my own world

In reality I am grounded

Alone with my thoughts unfurled

As concealed as I can be

In a sea of familiar visages

Not one of them can see

The entity behind the mirages

Once in years there’s someone

Who penetrates my soul

All my wits respond to him

My subconscious feels the pull

Now we both are together

But in the crowd alone

Each telling his chatter

Each one the other’s clone

Not a word is spoken

Nor the distance we cover

Our gaze remains unbroken

Bringing us even closer

He is a soul mate no less

Invisible energy connects

As if I know him since ages

And he is in all my moments

—— Gauri Kanyalkar——–

When shadows of night
Weigh on your heart
No candle ignites
And no mate takes part
Still fear not the dark
Or the night stark
Yours is the next day
And dawn of a new start!

When sorrow overwhelms
And dreams seem madness
Your heart consoles you
In engulfing sadness
Fear not the dark
Or the night stark
Yours is the next day
And dawn of a new start!

Your heart barren in spring
And drowning in midstream
Your gloomy spirit, it wavers
But the heavens above scream
Fear not the dark
Or the night stark
Yours is the next day
And dawn of a new start!

When life becomes dreary
And silent nights stretch
A smile dares to twitch
This rhyme forever to etch
Fear not the dark
Or the night stark
Yours is the next day
And dawn of a new start!

——Gauri Kanyalkar——

This post was originally written for http://dontgiveupworld.com/fear-not-the-dark/

I don’t know what it is?

Why do my brows crease?

My eyes loose their sparkle

My heart is ill at ease?

Why are my thoughts inane?

Why does negativity freeze?

Triumphs do not satisfy

My heart is ill at ease?

My missions don’t reassure

Why do uncertainties tease?

I don’t have belief in me

My heart is ill at ease?

Why do I crave acceptance?

And try to always please?

Even when I know it’s wrong

And my heart is ill at ease?

Ill at ease, ill at ease….

Why this harping noise?

The daring and the righteous

Grow in stature and size!!

—–Gauri Kanyalkar—–

He gave me a pretty one
And I asked for another
Why, I asked myself then
No reply sounds in my ear

Did its snugness allure me?
Or its deep red hues entice
Or that the beauty of one
Would just not suffice?

Did the petals’ smoothness
Imply the bloom to come?
And the thorns speak of pain
Ushering love that’s unsung

He kept them all in bunches
Well trimmed stems green
Nature’s temptation scarlet
Flooding my heart’s brim

A week has passed between
The charm has withered not
Now those two on my desk sit,
Blossoming their heart out!!

———Gauri Kanyalkar———-

It gets tougher

And a bit messier

Hey, woman

Get stronger!

Mountains to climb

Oceans to swim

Hey, woman

Realize that dream!

Unstoppable grit

And sensitivity too

Hey, woman

It’s only you!

Give credence

To “Goddesses”

Hey, woman

Be your own nemesis!

Happy Women’s Day 2011

14^th February (2011) is most often than not such a happy day. I experienced a very different kind of valentine feeling today – one which touched my heart in a very different and potent way. I met one of my office friends’ after practically one whole month and just last week I was wondering where she was.

She looked a tad washed out and tired, making me think – maybe she had been sick and badly so. I asked her the obvious question and she nodded (she is habitually a very silent person – you have to probe and pry to open her up). Old habits die hard and I was not satisfied with the answer. Her eyes looked so full of pain. “What happened?” I asked. “I had an abortion!” the words hit me bang at my core as if I had lost my own and in spite of myself my hand was on her back soothing her.

Her eyes immediately filled with unshed tears. I cursed myself. The company bus arrived before I could convey my regret and pain at her loss. Even now as I type this my day has been incomplete, I could not relieve one would-have-been mom’s guilt, pain at not being able to carry her child to full term. My friend this is a valentine to you from your baby!

I know just how badly

You wanted me mom

How much you persisted

Your love for me was firm

It’s difficult to love

Someone you never saw

But believe me mom

I love you so much more

I promise you mom

It’s only a matter of time

This separation is short

I will be back in no time

So give nature a chance

To again bring us together

To be tied in such a bond

Strong - in every weather!

Believe in me mom

And my father in heaven

He thought it best to wait

And unite us forever!!