Wednesday, August 1, 2012

I

There’s a world beyond the skies,
I have lived there before,
The skies calls to me,
I feel the fire even in my sleep,
The part that lies awake,
Has no body or mind,
He exists in the beyond,
He lives, throbs but doesn't breathe,
His only clothes are silence,

He knows light in the dark,
He, who doesn’t sleep,

Him, I cannot see,
He who knows that I am more than me.


8 comments:

Vikram Waman Karve said...

Well written

Tomz said...

in search of the self?

Seeker of Equanimity said...

seems like a spiritual quest

Ismita Tandon said...

@Vikram Sir, thank you so very much for your kind & encouraging words!

@Tomz,back to the self :)

@Seeker, you bet!

Rahul Bhatia said...

Nice one, Ismita:)

Shail Raghuvanshi said...

Keep writing, discovering, realizing and enlightening us with your verse Ismita!

Ismita Tandon said...

@Rahul, thank you so very much for dropping by!

@Shail,I am deeply touched and humbled :) thank you!

sauru said...

This was a very nice poem...well composed ...enjoyed this one...

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