HUES OF SKY

Beyond the hues of the sky
reside my dreams,
far away from the horizon
away from the world mean...

in crimson ,saffron red I find,
the passion of my dreams,
motivates which every instant
with endless energy.

in azure ,I discover the serene
tranquil notes of life
which calm my senses
irate, like a stream pristine...

in dark sapphire grey ,i see
the storming clouds very near
hovering over my empty mind
if i run and flee with fear...

seeing the golden yellow,
I am inspired with a ray of hope,
that every grey cloud get saside
and a silver streak is always behind 
to show!!!
 

The Cult of Me: Guest Author Interview - Soumya Vilekar

The Cult of Me: Guest Author Interview - Soumya Vilekar: Welcome to the latest guest author interview and a nice sunny day to boot. In today's interview we welcome poet Soumya Vilekar, you can...

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Dear Friends,

"The meaning of life for a mystic, is solely a journey from love to love. The condition of the soul before the journey is a condition of love; what is expected during the journey is love; and when the soul returns after the journey, it returns to love."

 - Hidayat Inayat Khan

The above statement is rather befitting to introduce the very reason 'Suroor of the Soul' - a metaphysical anthology was penned. It is of abundance, diversity and contrasts, manifesting a richness of voices and internal enthusiasm to commence dialogue and delve deep within the esoteric realm of self-realisation through mysticism in order to unveil and unite with the ultimate happiness - 'Truth. The illustrious anthology is meant to ignite a divine spark - resonating through our corporeal and celestial messages of Love, Harmony, Beauty and Truth - intricately woven with ever-growing spheres of tolerance and unity embracing Spiritual Liberty in a world where chaos and destruction continues to reign and often times fostering loathsome attitudes by mass society, hence, this book was written with a focus to gently alleviate pain and suffering in humanity by invoking a deep sense of spiritual awakening and participating in expanding a space for sharing our thoughts - encouraging the influence of love and by reflecting a diverse inner and outer dimension - to emphasize the necessity to expand, grow and evolve, thus, concentrating of consciousness of self - beyond all human definitions.

'Suroor of the Soul' (Intoxicated soul) is a book serving a multi-dimensional realm where humanness in being a human is a regal and recurring theme - and finally reaching to the Divine presence. It is in this very context that the mystic's role is to raise human love to the height of Divinity, hence, eliminating all boundaries to fathom that there is no difference between human love and Divine love, but, of course, the angle from which one is confronted is thereby the process at arriving at the ultimate happiness in both the outer and inner realms.

In humanity, we indirectly play a dual role; as spectators and participants in creating chaotic imbalance and harmony - a paradox, indeed. Absorbed in a world of variety and blinded by factuality, humanity often fails to grasp the inexpressible causes of intolerance, cruelty, fanaticism, ignorance and arrogance - in all this we are both the sufferer and the suffering; when we are cognizant of this paradoxical reality, then, it becomes a social, moral and spiritual duty to focus on cultivating love and harmony which can only result in a tendency toward spiritual awakening. 'Suroor of the Soul' is a seed and in the seed there is root, the stem, the branches, the leaves, the flower - the scent which tells the story of  'I' and 'You' - of our humanity in all its' conditions, of our individual quest to reach the soul's utter bliss and fragrance.

We hope you would support and encourage this book by whatever ways you find fit ! :p

A delight to share - the book is now available at: Amazon ! On Baker & Taylor and Barnes & Noble by end of the week! 

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Cheers,

Shaheen & Soumya

FROZEN STATUETTE

hours of unlimited quietness
awaiting to be broken
by your presence
metamorphosed into
a statuette ,
yearning moments of togetherness forever...

scattered leaves during the fall
blossomed flowers in times of spring
butterflies hovered over
yet the ephemeral moment remained unseen.

now an idol of frozen ice
white and pale in the weather
looks upon for a wanderer
who shall set ablaze the fire
to unfreeze the  frost layer after layer.

MELODY OF LIFE

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Melody of life
swings on the perch,
fills the air
with its beguiling song
...
Hark! the voice speaks to us
aren't you one of the musical note
of this euphony since long
...
why doth you then run away
far to the dungeons
where the heart becomes prey
tune your chord
to this strain
...
come 

sing along O! precious human ! I say!

THINE LOVE !

sweeter than honey, 

thine love...

hark! the music flows

in my veins!...

behold! at the horizon

smiles the cupid

ready to flee

with thy wings!

kiss thou!

the silent wind

for my heart...

awaits thy touch allude! 

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LOVE

When the music of the wind plays with the heart,
dances the soul with a stealing glance,
fragrance infuses the  breathing air
then you know love is in the air!

Like sprinkling flowers when the dreams shower
upon the mind of thousand matters
castles begin to build in air,
then you know love is in the air!

When the rainbow seems a tiara of the sky
stars appear during broad daylight,
butterflies dance in the stomach ,not in air,
Then you know love is in the air!

When every minute you wish for the same,
a glimpse of the one  whose beats you can hear,
every face appears like him
Then you know it is love and not a whim!
 

Passionate Hearts :The Real Essence Of Life: Two Souls (Soumya V)

Passionate Hearts :The Real Essence Of Life: Two Souls (Soumya V)

EARTH AS BRIDAL !

 

Coloured spectrum I perceive,
awe inspired and elated I stand,
overwhelmingly overpowering
the painting of nature,
resplendent and magnificent
myriad emblazons
making me wonder...
is this heaven
or earth bedecked
as a bridal!

OPEN THE DOORS!

 

Open your arms for the sunshine...

The doors of destiny opening  slowly..

For a  shining and dazzling tomorrow

With no misery and sorrow...

With tears in my eyes ,

I welcome the new morn,

Which is hiding behind the closed door...

Closed door of my wall,

the dark walls of my heart,

let me break the locked one,

To be one with everyone..

spreading sunshine with open heart,

The world turns into an empyreal thought,

Which I can foresee and realize ,

By opening the shut doors of agony.....

THOUGHTS

floating through the skies,

the crimson coloured desires

awaiting for the dark

to  shroud the earth...

 when life would be sleeping

thou come galloping

into the fantasy of my dreams

in the kingdom of heavenly feel...

like flowers passionate

kissing the air,

thoughts rise and soar

in the atmosphere!

 

PINNACLE

Stretching the hands far
to touch the zenith and the stars
is 
beyond the limit of  those minds
who lose patience and forget
perseverance pays in every form...


To climb such heights
without a fall,
is like saying
clouds without a rainfall!


For every step that takes you high
nearer to the blue sky
has the footprint
of a determined soul
who dares to go against the flow...


Efforts sincere and yearning
for the goal
living the dream
with zeal to grow
Aiming for the highest peak
humbler he becomes
while getting closer to the pinnacle!

AUTUMN

 

A falling leaf
distinct and coloured
inspite of breaking from the branch
remains beautiful as ever...
smilingly it enjoys the fall,
freely dancing in the gravitational ball,
untill it touches the earth
it zests in life
to bask in delight...

STRINGS OF GUITAR

 

Strings of Guitar, play the song,life and death go along,
The chords of the high notes,make us feel the crest and trough,
lower notes give us  a feel of the solitude of within,
The music playing on the strings ,is the music of  nature and spring..         



 

 
I  suddenly strike a wrong chord, and the tune falls off the mark,
Like a fault in the life,when we don't get another strike,
But life moves on ...and pushes us ..though ..
We always remember the broken chord ....

Love notes when I play,they take me in another way,
To a place full of dreams and everything's fine as should have been,
I fly above the world so high, and  the world appears like an apple pie...
This music of happiness brings joy and relief in the sadness and in grief......

So strange it seems! that a guitar string,
can affect your life in every mean..or else it is the opposite way,
And it plays whatever is within and brings out the fray....
the touching sound  ....the melancholy chords or.. the jubilant notes....to watch..



Whatsoever the guitar plays,
even if my fingers move astray,
I know this well..that Iam a mere player in the field of life...
The actual music notes and chords are in the hands of the LORD.....

FREE SPIRITS

  

Free  spirits closer to the heart
are the moments of past
once a part of life
now as broken fragments 
in the abstract sky dark,
in form of myriad of stars
that shine
watching the gloomy weeping heart...

Trying to speak 
with the souls
who crave for their presence 
and are saddened by their depart!  

MELODY OF A BIRD

 

Hiding behind the bushes and trees,
She sings everyday a new melody,
Playing hide and seek with the leaves,
She loves and shies away to remain unseen..


Our morning starts with her sweet voice,
When she sings in her most beautiful voice,
Rarely and very rarely we get her glimpse,
For she loves to sing from behind the scene..


She loves the Blooming flowers of spring,
never stops her music in the spring ,
But do you know who she is ,
Who wishes us happiness and well being..

She is the shy cuckoo bird,
Who wants to make our morning bright,
Inspite that she hides from the world,
Her melody brings respite to our plight...

THE HIDDEN MYSTERY

Deep within the forests of time,

Lay a mystery intertwined,

shrouded by covers of leaves,

away from the world's disbelief.

Many tried to unravel

to know the real center,

none of them could ever reach

through the dense woods 

that made them  creep.

Some got mesmerized 

by the wild flowers

some got entangled 

 in the tangles...

The only one who can  succeed

was the man with noble deeds

who could cut the falling  mazes

with clear thinking and vision deep.

     

Sweet innocence touches the flower
blooming amidst the valleys
gazing unknowingly at the innocuous eyes
the blossoms love the impeccable smiling
Unlike the rough hands
which pluck and crush the petals
without reason ,
heartless and harsh,
It loves the presence of the
adorable childhood
and embraces it in the arms...

THE FLOW

 

With the flowing stream, 

the negativity is washed,
as the fallen leaves of the fall,
yellow,dried,withered,
in the
ever moving river
get lost...
fresh foliage again
reappears
reflecting in the
water crystal clear!

SUNRISE

 

Refracted dispersed fragments of light,
morning sunrise a golden sight,
Rejuvenating mind..
reassuring hope,
in the hearts of saddened ,
reinstating presence of divine.

AN EPITOME

Like an epitome of love,
she graces the universe,
with her innocent
and divine love.
In the melody of
krishna's flute she is revered, the symbol of an ideal devoted lover.

THE AWAIT

Fragrances in air, jasmine sways,
the silvery shine of the moon rays,
my trinklets clink,
anklets tink,
I await for the beloved ...
in the turquoise deck up.
Will he know my presence here,
hidden behind the jasmine bushes,
will his arrival be a surprise,
or the music of the flute...
shall reach me before the saviour!

A CLOUD

A CLOUD

An all embracing cloud ,

Moving unfettered without  any bounds,

Generously showering droplets,

Wherever it moves around…

  

Incandescent  coloured  warmth profound,

Cuddling each and every object on ground,

All and sundry yearning for its closeness,

The most fortunate will only get the success,

Propitious and blessed is the soul,

Which  gets welcomed  in its encirclement as whole…