The Falling Maples- Living Unconditionally- Poetry by S.S

(c) Shilpa Sandesh My shadow misses thy frame, Like poesy devoid of its words, And a candle without its flame....

(c) Shilpa Sandesh And I spent my hours today, Contemplating, ruminating, How in delightful ties, the time sways, Like an endless stream, ever-flowing; Before the souls met, Years and lives had passed, And since the souls have met, The clock seems to be ticking fast; I fear it, for it's steadfast, Unflinching and relentless, Like a tide, and soon our possessions are a past, It's unswerving, but merciless; Be hither, be mine, Let the darkest night be adorned, With the stars which incessantly shine, When the Gods and Goddesses shall be aghast, My beloved, For a moment,  Let's entomb this rhapsodical Time....

(c) Shilpa Sandesh A heap of sand, Sculpted as human, Infused with a soul, And a frail heart, Surrounded by amassed concrete, Awaiting that gust, That gale, which shall swipe me, Off my clay chiseled feet; I wish to sway, Amidst the clique, Of countless galaxies, And dance upon the winking stars, Holding hands with your crystal soul, From endless lands afar; My eyes are closed, And frame afloat, I am alive and I am dead, I breathe, but I don't, You are here, but beyond my reach, Am I asleep? Is this a deception? Or perhaps a vision?

(c) Shilpa Sandesh My Sibyl, Like these rays of the Sun, Illuminate my soul, With your every touch........

This unfaltering gleam. And the euphoric mien, Bathing my being, In a transcendental stream; That elated spirit, Whom the occult rules, He who carries a zestful essence, His presence is strikingly vivid; These amorous storms, Tempests of passion, And gusts of fiercely ardent winds, All these seems so known! In the dreams? Nah! In actuality? No! In all the lives lived! Yes! These are the glimpses, Of the moments lived, In the countless births, Which I have lived with you, Or perhaps, waited for you, And so my beloved, These visions, these flashes, Are but, the déja vu........ (c) S.S

(c) Shilpa Sandesh I am, because You are, I wouldn't be, If you aren't, You govern me and my being, You are my orbit, Abandon me not, For then, my love, To breathe my last Would be more beautiful, Than to breathe without you....

(c) Shilpa Sandesh My dearest, I know not how else to express, The intensity of my endless yearning, A longing , that reaches its highest highs, Pulls me into its deepest depths, Now, at this very moment, I need you, Where you be? Mine, Let me whisper, in the wind's ears, For it shall bathe you in my desires, These ever rising fires, Which only your embrace, Can douse....

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Their nights and their days, Are adorned by the haze, The haze of smoke, and unwelcome explosions, They sleep to the tunes, Of the cannons and shotguns; Weep not Oh lady! For he is alive, Alive in those blue skies, Watching his soldier-at -arms, Loving his son or daughter, Whom perhaps he never could hold, Showering all the courage, upon his beloved, You, Who shall live her life,  With head held high; This day and every moment of our being, When we smile, When we laugh, When we are merry, Our hours of fun and frolic, Is our brave-hearts' act of gratuity, Indebted we are and forever shall be; Let us bow to these Nation's guards, Let's hail to our saviors, Our Soldiers, our brave-hearts........

(c) Shilpa Sandesh In the moments of distress, When my frame seems bare, Frozen, In the snow of affliction, When I feel choked, Sinking into the depths, Of the material falsehood, I wish to be, where you be, I miss the fragrance of your lap, How I want to weep my heart out, In the cradle of your arms, To fly and reach there, Only I know, How much I am missing you Ma....

(c) Shilpa Sandesh I am afloat,  In a dark stream, Or, Perhaps, I am lost, In a prodigious dream! But the wish to escape, Is absent, Overshadowed by all that is false, All that is illusion, A deception of the substantial; I wish to surge above all, All the delusion, I need you to hold my hand, For it would be a bristly voyage, A voyage that starts here, in this world, And ends up there, at the third eye, And such is the shuttle of the loving souls, Their flight to divinity...............

(c) Shilpa Sandesh A travel without roads, A journey without wheels, A stride upon the chants, By the cherubic elements, We shall be led forth; Incantations, Which be the language of the pneuma, Shall gaze within us, With its penetrating sight, When all the tumults of Mother Nature, Shall spring up, Within our material frames; Silence would be redefined, The souls would spread their wings, And repose for that heavenly flight, Clouds shall be their food, Their thirsts satisfied by the rains, When all that would matter, Would be the metaphysical gains; The weathers would take a swirl. When the souls would unite, For that would be the surrender, Into the pure, platonic light, With the mantras ruling the souls in love, Those delightful intonations, Shall lead to, Our supernal exultation.........

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Behold your glorious smile, For I am yet to gorge its bliss, Blink not, those precious eyes, For I am yet to dive in your sea....

(c) Shilpa Sandesh The toughest philosophy, That the chaotic self has gathered, Is the philosophy of Silence, Silence, I have known, Strides alongside a soul's sounds, Soul, That is an islet, Surrounded by a unique sea, Waves that kill my calm, With noises like a thousand trumpets, Sometimes lending solace, Matching the rhythm with my heart's pace ; Love, Why do I always talk about love? Because, That is what pulled me, Out of the outrageous dungeons of glum, Because, That keeps me sane, Sane to know what it is to cry, To smile, To feel anguished, To know the missing, To swim into the immeasurable depths, All this, in love ; Silence in love is delightfully sweet, But, It is tumultuous too, Perplexing isn't it? My Silence, my beloved Holds a zillion messages, Which only you may fathom, Complaining is too trivial, So here's my dual being, When the soul might be trembling to weap, But eyes reflect the tranquillity, Dearest, All thi

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Do you remember me? I wonder, Do you miss me? I wonder, Am I existing? I wonder, Or am I just a dry leaf, That's blown hither and thither, By The winds, Of love! Let me be that flame, Who needs no words, no name, And which flutters even in the air, For you sitting beneath the Moon here; I envision you, Enveloped, In glorified laughs, Friendly grins, Colorful and fragrant waters, And perhaps, The feeling of missing? Say not now, How much you craved, Because suffocated I feel, Without words from you, My song has lost its notes, For your presence alone, Can mark their tunes, So strum the strings, If you can, And delayed, I would lose the lyrics, Because souls, Souls can think, But can't write.........

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Letters fight, In front of my eyes, Restless to pen a poesy, Expressions debate, In my heart and my mind, "Which of us, would she write first! " And so, to clear the dilemma, I utter to the profound lyrics, " My own, You originate from my soul, Where truest love overflows, Wherein rests his confessions, His promises, his emotions, You. My words, You alone can fathom, What my devotion to him be, That even when he's absent, I see his reflection everywhere, And when he's silent, I hear his unsaid words, Stay here in my pneuma, Until that blessed moment, To express, to confess, Words are all I have........ "

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Eyes that are a pair of precious gems, Smile that is snatched from the rays of the Sun, Warmth that comes from some holy spring, Breaths that are whiffs of the fragrant wind, Like a tulip that stands, Amidst the wild grass strands,You Towering above all that be appalling, My beloved,  You were, You are, and You would always be, For me, The most amazing!

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Gone are, the moments, The moments of innocence, Innocence, that I see in you, In you reside the endless smiles, Smile that you give, when you look at me, When you look at me, I freeze, I freeze, I am frozen, Like a whiff of warmth, Warmth that is blissful, Blissful for this numb frame, Frame made up of your breaths, Breaths that govern my existence, Existence that is futile, Futile without your presence, Presence, absence of which freezes me, I freeze, I am frozen....

(c) Shilpa Sandesh My Seer, These Odes are immortal, This pen is filled, With an ink of undying devotion, And so, After I breathe my last, I promise, Every morrow on that dew adorned grass, Would be a fallen leaf, With my verse written for you, To be blessed as you'd read...................

(c) Shilpa Sandesh A velvet path, A blissful walk, The darkest night, Lines on these palms erred, A blessed wind, Doused my soul, You,  Your soul, Your eyes, Your voice, Your embrace, And I know now, The destiny has been  corrected, As the stars are shining again....

(c) Shilpa Sandesh The ardent Longing, An avaricious yearning, Made sour with a balanced concoction, Of love, tenderness and emotions, A bouquet of aroma of fervor, And the redness of impassioned ardor, Love, my beloved, Is the most nectarous wine.....

(c) Shilpa Sandesh You, my beloved, are my autumn, when a look in your eyes, And my soul sheds all the glum; My dearest, you are my spring, When your beaming smile, Leaves me reposed in a blissful love ring; You, my wizard, are my summers, When a touch of yours, And my whole self shivers; My own, you are my winters, Your embrace of love, And I am safe in a delightful warmth; Your are all seasons in me................

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Have you seen a star, Drop from the twilight sky? When blessings and love, Gods shower, And a gleam is born, with a melodious cry; You are my angel, my son, A divine messenger of love, In your eyes, I see the brightness of the Sun, From where flies a zillion white doves; You are my treasure, my son, Your arrival cleared the clouds of sorrows, When from my soul, your soul was born, And happiness marked all the tomorrows; You are apart from the ways of the world, This fake material galore, Be so forever, be your name, Be unclouded from the substantial allure, I will be your guard, your defender forever, My dearest, my Ruhaan.................

(c) Shilpa Sandesh My beloved wizard, I know not the art of magic, Neither did I learn, Of the beauteous occult, Because had I discerned its craft, You would've been mine, A long time ago; My very own, I be the season of chills, You, the season of warmth, And together we shall personify, Some seasons of our own; My precious, When apart, we are like, Two outrageous rivers, And together, we shall repose like, A tranquil sea of spiritual reprise; So, Let's breathe the same air, Let's meditate the same thoughts, Let our lyrics discover same tunes, Let our hymns strum the same strings, And thus we shall be one, Even in the hours of missing..............

(c) Shilpa Sandesh I flew in the sky today, But without you, solitary, It was just another day ; I walked on the clouds, But you weren't besides me, I felt like sheathed in desperation's shroud ; I bathed in the winter's dew, But I didn't have your warmth, I stood like a tulip amidst the humming bees' crew ; I resolved to walk back to the vapours, I saw you, and so I advance closer, Here, my beloved, be my taker ; And now we shall stride, Into the clouds together....

(c) Shilpa Sandesh With your verses, with your Odes, Sprinkles of the melodious lyrics, Like the love hymns of Augustan Gods, A delightful melding of daedalean and Homeric, Astound me; Pen your poesy not in the ink, But in the colours of ardor's potions, As my eyes would read, with every blink, With its occult connotations, Capture me; Gaze tonight's full moon, Not with the lover's sight alone, Fill it with the sorcerer's croon, With the twilight sky, bathed with the winds' moans, Enrapture me; And as you'd fall asleep, With the cleaving thoughts of zealous entanglement, Your soul in my soul shall peep, And  awake, startled with a sweet entrapment, I shall once again be won.............

(c) Shilpa Sandesh My bewitching life, So charmingly alive, Walking past the Tulip fields, Savouring the bliss, that the moments yield, My pen is like a dart, That masters my heart, And all that I can foresee, Is just, You and me; My splendiferous dreams, Like gleaming transcendental streams, Wherein there be no hassles, And we build our seraphic castles, A sight like the Medusa's gaze, And as it falls, it shatters the fate's haze, So hold my hand, In that altar we shall stand, And as the divine light would fall upon us, It would be forever, You and me........... 

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Let us, Let us both, Let us both lift up our souls, tonight, Rise to the celestial bright, Where all is transparent, The truth, The pure, When our touch be not physical, But platonic and intangible, When the cloud of emerging energies, Would fuse for the spiritual reprise, The kisses, which wouldn't be, When lips meet, But when the forces collide, When souls are one, and so are the minds, Let us, Let us both, Let us both close our eyes, And advance to the unseen skies, Where blessed we would be, By the water, the fire, the earth and the winds, Here I am, and so are you, There you are, and so I am, We are thus, together, Together in transmundane rondure, Together, In Spirits.........

(c) Shilpa Sandesh To set your blood rushing, When our eyes bond, Before you, my silhouette reposing, Draped in a delicate mushy gown; Behold your imaginations my beloved, As the moment of oneness has just begun, When nothing shall be left covered, The moon and the sun shall be one; I see your frame, sheathed in the sheets, Plain and crisp, I step closer with cold and bare feet, As those sheets demand, some wrinkles, some creases; I can fathom the desperation, As your eyes speak of a frenzied wilderness, Foreseen are the hours of souls' material liberation, Nothing shall be unexplored for that wholeness; Now the lips shall speak, Hands shall express, Till the unison reaches its highest peak, A medley of pleasure and restlessness; And such is my Art of loving you..................

A random write up for those who steal expressions the way they appear in someone's work. Expressions of every poet are precious, mold them or synonimise but please refrain from copying them. (Just a humble write up for few direct imitations noticed) (c) Shilpa Sandesh My words are not mine, My expressions not my own, These thoughts are randomness, Brought by the life, So are the feelings of happiness and sorrows, My verses belong to my soul, My soul from where rises, The inner me, Indebted I am to my pneuma, For my songs belong to it, Try not to imitate or steal my words, The one who does so, Would be Indebted to me....... 

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Dwell in me, Stay with me, You constitute my soul, My realm you be, You're all that matters, You're all that ever would, Make me, Complete.............

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Such chaotic heart, harum-scarum thoughts, Hither or thither, where to stride, it knows not, That existence, that unknown, unseen, Swaying me like a pendulum, in it's fiery tides, Help me rise to those snow clad mounts, Or to the Mayan lands, Where dwells the tunes of melodious Ocarinas, Or the durums of the Bonampak temples, Lend me wings of a chimera, Or the speed of a unicorn, For I would reach you forthwith, This day, here and now, As the peace of my mind, And redemption of my soul, Rests in your sight, in your embrace, Holding your hands in the luminary orbs, Letting our spirits reflect the brightest lights, And being one, When those sheen meld..............

(c) Shilpa Sandesh A chronicle of ages, Delineating the expressions of delight, An endless wait, destiny's fright, The mentions of Hellenic eras, A magnificent phoenix or a funny troll, Like a love lore of a mermaid and a merman, Or to save his beloved,a werewolf fighting a fiery dragon, Souls being one in the galaxy of stars, While the bodies entwined in passionate wars, Some sprinkles of spiritual allure, Where the lover be his beloved's sole cure, A universe of our own shall arise, Where all would be pure and angelic, When I would for you,  Pen an epic..............

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Some write verses,  and some sing Odes, But the rose belongs,  to the garden you own, You who every moment,  breathes my name, My births old beloved,  I am your devout dame, Like a shaman ,  with your enchanting spells, You healed me and ferried me, To the golden dawn 

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Soul to soul, As skin to skin, Like rivers in seas, And fragrances in winds, Water in the rain, Tides in the oceans, Salt in the tears, Spells in the potions, And twilight sky with the stars, As these be mere fragments, Without one another, So are we, without each other, Incomplete....

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Patience is essential, But it's not immortal, The heart is an ever accommodating chest, Wherein all the impatience, anguish rest, This pen is suddenly, filled with black, As I try to save my soul, From my own wrath, Oh the Gods of perseverance, Sprinkle upon my solitary frame, Few more drops of patience, Or the anger's mouth, Would swallow me, And bring my end....... 

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Afloat in the stream of breaths, Are the aquatics called wishes, dreams and desires, I see amidst these waters of mirth, A chest of ecstasy and countless promises; I swam across the oceans and seas, With the fishes of sorrows and joys, Agonizing and pleasant were the life's torrents, And one fine night, I found the casket of solace; With no lock and no key, I wondered what the mystery be!, And so I held it closer to my lips, And opened it with a kiss; A brilliant effulgence, A golden radiance, And you appeared, The fate's esoteric haze cleared; I ask for no happiness, No material exuberance I seek, I count on an uncomplicated love, Which be an immortal incandescence..........

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Silence, they say, treasures expressions, I wonder if you can fathom, What I say, when I say nothing....

Let me personify Pistis, Framed with faith, trust and honesty, Love be my holy path, Escaping the Pandora's box, I sought you, the magical you, With a belief in the sanctity, Of our togetherness, I am a fanatic in your love, Call it insanity or call it a madness, But this for you is me.......... (c) S.S

(c) Shilpa Sandesh "Time be the ruler, Time be the King, Ages we've traversed, To escape the Karma's ring, Here I stand, Eyes locked with the twilight moon, Sheathed in the phosphorescent bright, I hum a hymn, Incantations of love, Of longing, Of yearning, Of pleading, Give ears to my prayers, Oh night's luminescence, We've endured our ordeal's share, Answer our perseverance, Hither I stand, Thither he be, Chanting each other's name, Until we be one, In body, In Spirit...."

(c) Shilpa Sandesh A surpassing beauty, a Homeric hymn, Born from the froth, carrying the blue sheen, Her hair turn golden, When kissed by the Sun, Every step of hers, And the shells and corals stir, Blooming like vibrant blossoms, Embodying all the seasons, Eyes made of mirrors, Like the Hellenic souvenirs, Her love for him is immortal, Ethereally tenuous and subtle, Crimson lips, incarnadine,  Awaiting the true love's kiss, Reposes Aphrodite, in tranquil, For her beloved, her Adonis

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Walking over the floating stones, Savouring the surrounding serenity, I stumble and slip in the lake, That's the long wait ; Gliding over the mountains, Cold with the love's wind, I abruptly decend, an arrow injures my wings, Oh a long wait ; Sailing in the blue seas, Smiling as the Dolphins spin, The ship begins to sink, So is the long wait ; But what's given, Has to be received too, So with a faint smile, Here, I shall wait.... 

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Upon the crossroads,  Of unfathomable dreams, I reach the crystal abode, Our home of endless gleams, I leap and I hop, Some tears and some laughs, Making the walk on the rough roads, Honey filled tough troughs, Fascinating are the visions, Two souls in delightful collision, Two minds in ardor's flight, Penning into verses, their hearts' plights; I smear and rub, the lamp of my delusion, Hoping a Genie would appear, A wish it would grant, And I would wish, For You and I, to be closer..........

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Beneath the blue adorned with white clouds, Sheathed in an eternal love's shroud, She pens her verse, On the damp sands, Even the vivacious waves, Came to a pause............

(c) Shilpa Sandesh My precious one, What do I do with this frisky heart! It jumps, it bounces, it twists and turns, As if hit by the Cupid's dart; I feel like a philosopher of ardor, Penning a new definition of zeal, Every passing hour, Imagining the imaginations as real; I am amazed at the destiny's wonder, Two minds in love, a kittenish and a rollicking, While one forever ponders, The other is magically sporting; The thoughts begin with moon and stars, And then the hearts jump, In a delightful war, The yearning and craving, like charming love crumbs; Oh see its thumping again, Like a hammer and axe and choppers and stones, Spelling your name, And bombarding in my chest, I guess my heart's stolen!

(c) Shilpa Sandesh The connection was sought, Through an unfathomable maze, A myriad of living and dying, And navigating through fate's haze, It's doubtlessly eternal, My love is like an infinite delight's rage, Which is sincere and pure, It never transposed, It hasn't and won't change, So my beloved, All you need to greet, Is in my love, your faith, your belief.........