Memories..
Memories..
I know,in soul….
As stars
I feel with estacy..
Gushing holy water on to the soil
Where ever I stood..
And follow as ripples
Wherever I walk..
As vedas,when ever I look the world
As a passion when ever I spoke.
Memories
As stars in soul..
The mind runs as a horce with a
broken saddle.
The women inside looks with her
Shady eyes..
The world gives garlands for me to
Stay here till the fire lit on the pyre..
Stay with all and seize all pearls
of perfection with the weapons of us
But I know
The stars very well now..
The memories are the fruits of
my inner lonliness..
I knows now who am I.
The vedas shower boons for my
dawns and springs..
The skylark sings;
Come inside dear
Throw away all the illusionary
apples you hold
I knows,I knows..
Knowing is the stars
And the stars are the guides onto
The sea of supreme un-
Knowingness.
(C)K.V.Ravindranath
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