Aathmaanaam: Translations from Heaven and Hell

Brand New   I gave my pen to a child A line drawing A poem An epic It created and laughed at me A creation beyond wonder Summoned me Footnote : “It took me four years to paint like Raphael, but a lifetime to paint like a child.” - Pablo Picasso

The Vision I saw God I didn't feel like asking anything He too left with a smile Even then there was peace of mind Footnote : What more do you want from life? What more do you want from God? A simple, direct, poetic declaration.

Work Is your morning prayer done Then That's your food Instead of wandering around Just go and sleep Footnote :  An anti-poem ... a parody ...

The Plant Like a lemon plant that grew in sewage water The fruits that I give will be big and sour If you add a little sugar and drink it won't it be good Footnote : It's plain, it's simple, it's direct ... Take everything with a pinch of sugar ...

Titles will form on their own It seems as if it has been a quite long time since I have thought about you After having eaten away the scales of the brain inside me where were you hiding Is it because you knew that I always have the habit of understanding exactly the opposite Let's leave all this chit-chat and come to the point When we last met I guess we were taking about movements Now do you see is that one movement that exists It seems as if it has been a quite long time since I have thought about you Footnote : Does the title of the poem connect with the poem itself or does it stand aloof? Is this about the various art and literary movements the world has seen? Note the philosophical tone. A nice soliloquy.

Poems of the Mind 1. He looked at the toilet ceiling he is not going to hang himself even then he looked 2. His hand was outside the window of the bus his fingers fell chopped titillated he gathered his fingers his journey continues again 3. The crowd was waiting he too began The cameras were on And then suddenly a machine gun The world stopped for a moment A crowd gathered around him A crowd gathered around him too Within him continued a moment The gathering ended and a crowd gathered around him 4. The sea waves were tirelessly abating The fish around started to bite him little by little From a distance one could only see it happening 5. The child started crying the relations were just worth laughing at Footnote: The title spawns an interesting question ... Do we write poems from the mind? Osho says that the center of consciousness need not be the mind ... it could be the navel ... it could be any other part for that matter ... Consciousne...

A letter to the Little Princess Hello How are you What new game have you found now How is your Scamp Between the flowering plants on the lawn beneath the green trees so high with butterflies around between the wooden walls from inside it's red kennel Scamp peeps out Outside there was a brown dog Scamp came out wondering what's happening Don't you know our gathering is under the tree Come soon, he said He made his way through the multi-colored dogs Asked a question we have gathered here to honor our chief What did he find with modesty Scamp said Carrying the bag behind The crowd dispersed The next story is for you to say With Love Forever Yours Footnote : The seemingly disconnected dots (lines) are connected by the 'little princess' ... Scamp (A Walt Disney Character) seems to be her another identity. Convoluted in appearance this children's poem is for the adult child. An evocative poem. Mischief brews itself and hides behind inno...