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

Poem (c)  Shilpa Sandesh                                                                                                      Photography (c) Samrat C The raucous voices, And despotic selves, Inevitably rasping, Constantly boorish; The genteel utterances, Gracious and urbane, Delightful appearances, Amusing and pleasing; But  Soon the veil is removed, Faces separated , From the disguise, And the truth unsheathed, The actuality revealed; The raucous is the genteel, Refined and courteous, The boorish is pleasing, Lovely and affable, But it's the world, Of the glitters and glints, All that shimmers, Is contemplated as supreme; Least do we know, Enveloped is the verity, Encrusted underneath, ...

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Retreat of the soul, Isolation of the thoughts, Quietness of the mind, Or  A sequestered subconscious; Elsewhere and far away, From the chaotic  From the state of being In pandemonium, From the anarchic  And a confused world; Solo, On the rocks midst the sea, Unaccompanied, In the snow clothed peaks, Unchaperoned, In the woods that be; Rejuvenation and restitution, Sometimes come with, Being solitary!

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Her luminesce smile, Glowing and shimmering, The beam that enveloped, Darkness in her heart, Dismal and somber, Just like the rocks, Sheathed with, The sprinkle so white, Of the snow around.

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Like a blooming flower of the spring, And the shedding leaf of the autumn, Her soul has been Through the ups and downs, She glistened like a ray of the sun, Vanished into sudden eclipse, Shone like a shimmering full moon, And was lost into the darkest nights, At times an incandescent fluoresce, And then a flickering cooling ember, Sturdy is now her strengthened self, Wake up Oh lifeless soul! Come what may,  Turbulence or tumult, Confusion or chaos, The spark is alive, To light her soul back to life, Wake up Oh lifeless soul, The twinkling moments, When the sparkling glare, of undying blossom, will coruscate the walls, of the rigid fate, Such moments, Are yet to come! 

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Fallen to the depths, Of the darkest truths, Tumbled down, Into unfathomable ditches, Of the glistening hypocrisy, Beware, Treacherous and duplicitous selves, The Cogent Eve, Has risen again!

(c) Shilpa S Happiness…. Why do I burst out laughing? When I come across this clumsy word! So gauche and cloddish, It’s just a word after all; Sadness lets one understand, The true value of happiness…. Oh so lame is that! And my mind laughs sarcastically again! Love…. Another of the silly epithets, And oh, it’s too just a word! It’s nothing but a sword, I picked up myself, To cut my soul, And now I cry, Because my inner self bleeds! How silly can one be! Smiles…. Need I say more? Tears are more faithful, They accompany more frequently than smiles; So it’s a dilemma, A confusion. A conundrum, The biggest of all puzzles, A vicious circle of ghostly things, Worst of the tempers, The soul boiling, Screaming and shouting, A shrill, The plight of the soul is tricky, The path is blur, And I belong to nowhere!

(c) Shilpa Sandesh Life takes a thousand turns, It’s a turbulent ride, Beth’s ride, Where her life descends, Bleeding down, To the deepest depths; Her hysterical cries Are unheard, Tears roll down, For no illusive reasons; She smiles with wet eyes, Laughs with sobs, Her breach, She Loved! A brave heart he is, He loved with promises, And conditions as well, Beth accepted all for his love; Was that her assumption or her faith, That Love would change His conditions that be? That her love Would change his conditions of loving! That was her faith! “I accept all Oh my Spartan! Just Love me till the very end, You have been the ray of Hope, The sole solace, In my rotten moments, Leave me not, Or I would give up forever, Oh my gallant love, Be with me forever!” She said; And one fine night, Her Trojan calls, “Disloyal I can’t be, To the one who bore me, I love you, In the next birth, You would be mine; B...