Poems of life

Restarting

how we as human beings overlook the beauty, healing power, and deeper truth of life because they become trapped in materialism, superficiality, and self-imposed limitations.

Writing poems

They sang to me and often played Fables and tales... the world appeared Somewhat nearer as stories unveiled I forgot time the scratches and pain hustle of life They trickled Got lost in the travel Dissolving in flow of nature every season when rain pours I am rinsed of past Inhibitions... @ soumyavilekar

I only need paint and a brush, to perfectly colour and shape my dream, the magnificent moon shining, few clouds to cover as veil, Let me then, change the scene, bring luminosity in the air, with the pastels that I have, to bring smile - and hope everywhere! While one learns the doctrines of life ,by following a particular religion or belief to bring discipline and values to existence, Belief & Faith are instilled through realization and awareness of our birth. While evolving self is a primary and important aspect ,  religions do not guide in this respect instead the path is  unique for every individual and one paves it through his/her own efforts. To explore and follow the real motive of life through universal love and kindness is the first step of spiritualism This view from the top of Gopuram at the MurudeshwarTemple, the 2nd tallest Gopuram opens a window of thoughts . - @soumyav vilekar

Silent Ruminations from past

Solitude -the power of life

the future few steps away, Behind the closed doors of perseverance; After a long tedious voyage,entouring mountains and terrains Tis the endless efforts Untiring patience, undeterred faith,that will open the arena To embrace us with results, The blossoms aren’t far, the season is here Ripe shall harvest ,as  fruits of karma are ready to yield and disburse… @ soumyavilekar

Passionate flower

forget the woes  dip yourself in the silent river flow with the soft breeze which murmurs a song  of yesteryears watch the travelling moon often peeping and playing in the dark night while the world  sleeps on lullaby of nature whispers of  jasmine pervade fragrance beside dancing tiny lightballs as they sparkle the soul  breathes few moments of tranquilness in lilting tunes it becomes a verse of leisure.  ©Soumya  Vilekar

This noiseless breath reverbs the restlessness of patience Rise and fall of emotions amidst the sail of monotony and survival... we ne'r decided yet conversations continue in whispers in secluded corner,I exist and you in another part of world How far..yet close distance the bridge between intense thus the color we shiver, tremble, smile through another season of separation awaiting the full moon yet another time unknowingly as we walk the moonlight together @ soumya vilekar

Kintsugi

Recommence

It ain't easy holding your breath unravel bitter truths some wear robe of misunderstandings few offer benefits of being misconstrued. years pass , time flies, We remain stuck In memories, ideas conception built by mind When reality strikes its twilight while the night awaits Lil shines to deck and have the hope of another morn... @ soumya vilekar

They wore the dust of our soil on foreheads Nay saffron, green, blue, red wasn’t their colour who toiled with blood and sweat slaying their desires and laying lives  for nation haven’t the barren fields , the vast pastures Rivulets and mountains sung  song of truth and integrity in their simple expression, yet forgotten are those and concealed by cobwebs  of narrow minded and selfish motives playing  the game of money and power Where are those eagles, the regal  birds of our land, Who lead way by setting examples? A flock of eagles still perch on enormous   heights of gigantic pillars Over trees which stand as witness to historical dates and moments of chronological rights and errors I choked in awe, Throttled and bottled emotions While screamed my heart and said, “Come , walk One day beside me O friend   ! We are the ones who can create histories Bring   changes We are the souls of humanity Who can be the trendsetters! @Soumya vilekar

they walked down the mountains towards the beautiful valley, colorful reminiscences singing lilting tunes down the memory alley they slide, push and glide sometimes try to fly   hands held tight moments like these through seasons and drizzling nights loving and so special the age old reminiscences adorn the dusty corner of life. @ soumyavilekar

The Unique Path