an urge,a desire,.a passion,a fire!!

i have taken this image from google,it doesnot belong to me!!

they say finding a right hand,a right path,a mentor's face--it is becoming difficult day by day--movement receding-times fading-moments seizing their motions--the momentum is getting less intense-spaces are creating or deforming in new shape- and the passage is passing by-why-where and what ?what not to see-and what to feel-how to grab on the slipping motion-the lost faces-the uttered word--their reverberation-their echoes,their harsh blows-like when a volcano erupt the hot vibes take hold of ur pretty face and body shivers-utters one word of shelter-where, when, revenge,hatered.lust,fears ,lostness all looses its meaning-where stays only u and u,with ur courage,defeatedness,consumption,sensitiveness,realization,and where the moments seize u in its hand to tell u.to teach u the real meaning of a mentor-----


i begged once ,i held once,i absorbed once,i enthralled myself in oceans of emotions,in whirlpool of its intensity,for never coming back i jumped into it and than forgot this thing that the ocean is already full of pearls-the jewels are already in its core, embellished its face,and my ornament i have left behind on beach--for my heart was a real ocean,needed to be loved ,held and decorated with the jewels hidden ,the wonders of wonders.....


those long roads ,those travelings,those search,those tears.those yearnings,cryings,passions,burnings,restlessness-i today peeped in my vessel deep and there i see one feel, ''calmness'' a sheer calmness=its not called a quieteness ,neither its numbness-its like after a hurricane, in new day, ocean finds itself at peace,still filled with those pearls, but with settledness,,....


 i dusted my feet,my head my eyes
on those long long travels
where i stayed affirmed with lips parched
in desire of gaining,for love of heart...
i slackened my shoulders
with burdens heavy,with tied up knots
for the sake of face,of eternal GOD...
world's faces ,.world's words,
world's wisdom ,world's birds
i saw once high up on the blue sky
sweating hard,panting fast,
shivering bad,burning vast,
it howled fiercely,it shouted hard,
why u care of these verbal symphonies
y u care of the pebbles around
y u wish for the holding hand
y u look for the churning sounds...
i revolved around the earth round,
but what?
the point of ending was same where i took the start,
the footsteps of mine were still there where hearts and my souls did part
i cherish those moments with faces many
with delusions of holding hands
the aroma i keep safe in my glowing heart
the words but i erase from my soul's land!!


hiramalik