Ayasapadatu Ayassuposi
Jookotti Joolapaadi
Pastulundi Pustelammi
Meetuku kosam Batuku ammina
Natallalu...Charitra Heenulu
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Naaruposi neeruposi
Chemta mingi Rkatam chimmi
Bhumi sogasu velikiteesina
Naa rytubiddalu...chartraheenulu
P.S: After reading Sree Sree Mahaprastanam
Monday, February 19, 2007
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Ilayaraja
I was listening to "ILAYARAJA's master piece
ASHA and HARI HARAN rendering my soul, effortlessly
What a wonder it creates tranquality with their coherence
A clarity and divine purpose of love
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Time transforms into space
Notes forgotten temporality
Evoking my consciousness
From ages and ages
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The rhythmic discrete temporal Piano stokes creating a geometrical scene
ASHA and HARI HARAN rendering my soul, effortlessly
What a wonder it creates tranquality with their coherence
A clarity and divine purpose of love
.......................
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Time transforms into space
Notes forgotten temporality
Evoking my consciousness
From ages and ages
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The rhythmic discrete temporal Piano stokes creating a geometrical scene
Night clube
In the "night bar"
Decoration of bodies
People, melt their looks and lips
Touch their bodies
Try to bring attention to "bodies and boodles"
A power play of deception-
What do you do?
What your hobbies?
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Cress-Cross of questions
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Absence of relations
In the mating bodies
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We lost our sense of self
By confined to desire
Desire has no object
Irrelevant to LOVE!
Love required for sex
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Still people are apart mentally even after they naked-
A pathetic human condition
Sexuality does not require all this stuff
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Act of invisible evil in our unconscious soul
Real life is elsewhere and forgotten
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Decoration of bodies
People, melt their looks and lips
Touch their bodies
Try to bring attention to "bodies and boodles"
A power play of deception-
What do you do?
What your hobbies?
.............??????
Cress-Cross of questions
.....................
Absence of relations
In the mating bodies
.................
We lost our sense of self
By confined to desire
Desire has no object
Irrelevant to LOVE!
Love required for sex
.........
Still people are apart mentally even after they naked-
A pathetic human condition
Sexuality does not require all this stuff
.................
Act of invisible evil in our unconscious soul
Real life is elsewhere and forgotten
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Monday, November 06, 2006
Identity
A mystery
A secret
A crisis
A mutant
Irrational
An unknown territory
Lies with in
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An illusory contour of Thoughts!
A secret
A crisis
A mutant
Irrational
An unknown territory
Lies with in
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An illusory contour of Thoughts!
Saturday, November 04, 2006
Abandoned
I’m abandoned
I lost forever
I want to burn into ashes
To lost my identity
I like to sink in the cold Atlantic
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I want to be a refuge of the world
You, all of you never listen to me
You never look into my heart even my eyes
Let me close my eyes to recreate my own dream!
I lost forever
I want to burn into ashes
To lost my identity
I like to sink in the cold Atlantic
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I want to be a refuge of the world
You, all of you never listen to me
You never look into my heart even my eyes
Let me close my eyes to recreate my own dream!
Monday, October 30, 2006
what can I do ?
Oh...,
I spellbound many times
What a ghostly beauty of you
How magically you touches me
Does my happiness itself sit in the quite place
I'm quite observing, gliding, and floating in magic
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Yet times, all this noise in our silence
Take to me a quite distance!
Above all there is love, which make me smile about
When the life itself is a dream about life
what can I do ?
I spellbound many times
What a ghostly beauty of you
How magically you touches me
Does my happiness itself sit in the quite place
I'm quite observing, gliding, and floating in magic
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Yet times, all this noise in our silence
Take to me a quite distance!
Above all there is love, which make me smile about
When the life itself is a dream about life
what can I do ?
Oh sun who are you ?
Oh sun who you are ?
Today I saw a thick orange sun at the horizon
It is standing with its dignity and maturity
With little shy, it is hiding behind the river
I thought it is a pregnant
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It is shining and smiling,…….
To bring pure tender golden light to me
To fill my cups and filling my heart
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I'm asking the sun, "do you raise everyday”?
If I don't see you and feel happy about you
It is smiling and kept quite like my lover
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I rose and walked around by thinking
Why I feel happy when I see, even you never spoke to me
Are you talking to me eternally with my being without words and voices?
Are you the one who has been filling my life?
Oh sun who are you and whom I’m I?
-25th Jan, Allahabad
Saturday, October 28, 2006
Obsession of love
My heart singing your songs
All of sudden my life found its own essence
You recreate a magic illusion in me
I feeling the pain of too much tenderness of your voice
I have been searching for me in your voice
I need to listen my name you speak
Somehow I feel there is more than I know and felt
I miss you dear if I miss you……
I tell you that your answer to every question I have
All of sudden my life found its own essence
You recreate a magic illusion in me
I feeling the pain of too much tenderness of your voice
I have been searching for me in your voice
I need to listen my name you speak
Somehow I feel there is more than I know and felt
I miss you dear if I miss you……
I tell you that your answer to every question I have
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Painting
Just a sheet of paper
Organic particles augmented in a certain order
When I look "into" it
Amazingly, I hallucinate "pictorial space"
It is a fantasy of my mind's eye!
Organic particles augmented in a certain order
When I look "into" it
Amazingly, I hallucinate "pictorial space"
It is a fantasy of my mind's eye!
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