Saturday, December 13, 2008

in smokey rooms they walked
those dark ones
and the ones without much light
now they lie all around me
orphaned after a night
thrown out into the sight

few tell a story, like of the hazy fog
and the magic frog
of when they came out on cue
at the heavy snowy dew
walking in their black threads
out from their layered beds

some smell like others
but most like me
even when they lay here on my floor
near the table, next to my door
all so many
i think i have too many

thoughts and clothes

Friday, December 05, 2008

wise words

vaishnav jan to tene kahiye je
peed paraayi jaane re
par-dukhkhe upkaar kare toye
man abhimaan na aane re
sakal lok maan sahune vande
nindaa na kare keni re
vaach kaachh man nishchal raakhe
dhan-dhan janani teni re
sam-drishti ne trishna tyaagi
par-stree jene maat re
jivha thaki asatya na bole
par-dhan nav jhaalee haath re
moh-maaya vyaape nahi jene
dridh vairaagya jena man maan re
ram naam shoon taali laagi
sakal tirath tena tan maan re
van-lobhi ne kapat-rahit chhe
kaam-krodh nivaarya re
bhane narsaiyyo tenun darshan karta
kul ekoter taarya re

and here are some people singing the same.