Saturday, March 14, 2009

pains of the tree

Once asked the bird
about the pains of the tree.
With its burden of enlightenment
the tree then replied
'A tree do feel the pain
but it forgot the ways of expressing it
a long ago'.
Next moment in it's flight
the bird happened to think that
it's unnecessary to be rooted in wisdom. 

the first song of the monsoon

That day the tree asked the bird
to sing the first song of the monsoon.
'I will sing it when the monsoon starts'
replied the reactive bird.
Then came the words of smiling tree
'But dear bird, it's that first song
which brings the monsoon.
As long as you restrain yourself
from singing it,
you are depriving the world of rain'

Friday, March 13, 2009

here we are...

And you finally declared that
it's needless to be said.
But no one has told me whether
it's needless to be listened?


'That was a little of more utterance, unpretentious'
said the bird...

'Could there be an utterance when there is no pretension?'
wondered the tree...

Friday, March 6, 2009

story of the ways

The ways are shorter
than our stories.
And in our longer ways
we remained silent.