Wednesday, 30 May 2012

THE UNFULFILLED : dreams that don't let you dream

a flower that has taken birth today
will wither tomorrow
a beautiful butterfly will not have
those colourful wings again!
a friend no more in this universe
cannot come back in your life
the times spent and cherished
will never return to you
you were rude, you broke, howsoever you regret
but, he cannot come back to you!
you were once talented, beautiful and wannabe
but, today you aren't!

everything is transient, temporary or short lived                      
but, this is no complaint!
complaints are desires, longing, want...
complaints are dreaming, wishing, and thinking..
dreaming of things that are fulfilled
dreaming of things that may be.
dreaming of things that will never be!

there are many things that will never be fulfilled.
but, this is no complaint.
complaint is our ignorance, our timidity, our helplessness
we are weak
our eyes are weak to dream of things that are not fulfilled
we long..we aspire..we want day and night
we make plans and invite a future with our dreams fulfilled
then comes into action an active mind
" this is delusion..this is a vision..this is thought.
  this has to go off like a bubble.. "
we hear..we listen..and we react..
but what goes on are these eyes poured with dreams.

but we are stupid and helpless to dream day and night
but, this is no complaint
complaint is
tears wetting the eyes
desire burning the heart
turbulence in the mind
excruciating pain feels the soul

those eyes that once desired, once longed, once wanted something
are closed now!
those eyes don't want to see
they don't want to feel
the dreams are not flowing out,
trapped in..sucked in..engulfed in by longing.
what flows out are sorrows, blood, failure
and i don't say tears
because they don't.

but, this is no complaint.
i complain from that heart, from  those eyes, from that life
i complaint from those dreams..
dreams that are unfulfilled..
" why do you exist?
  why are you the way you are?
  your presence is not simply absence...
  absence of reality of a great fancy
  rather your existence don't let us dream...
  dream even those figments of imagination
  that can be laid with a potent of reality!
  you are the unfulfilled dreams...
  dreams: that don't let us dream!!! "

the poem is simply an attempt to project the helplessness and inability of a human being to fulfil his dreams. it is said that if you aspire for something, all you have to do is "perspire" . if you want anything and lighten a deep desire for the same, it may be yours. but ,is it true ? no. not always. sometimes, we all human beings are so incapable and bounded that we simply cannot. and then what lasts is only a desire, a longing, a desperateness, restlessness and an abyss vacuum that cannot be fulfilled. rather, it becomes deeper and deeper if you try fulfilling it . at this situation, the only option a person is left with is : leave yourself on the situation. and then, there comes a day when he stops dreaming.  simply abbreviated as: "you want something, you dint get and now you don't want! huh..!! funny but true.. happens!!!! "
:with love~~isha jain~~


deep within me exists a soul
a light of energy
and a  power with dazzling flame
oh! its transparent..and i cant see it.
but! yes i do see through it.                                                 
the soul makes me feel the presence of those
those that are absent.
this body is a cage for the soul
and this is what i feel sometimes
it wants to see the real beauty
but gets disillusioned by these eyes
when it trys to listen the music
i hear noise from these ears!
soul! you are in a cage
and this is what i feel sometimes.
when my soul was trying to smell the fragrance
the fragrance of love, purity and affection
my senses were smelling the fragrance of a rose
a rose bearing thorns
those eyes were appreciating the beauty of petals
petals that fold every night
they fold because they are afraid of darkness
dear soul! you can see in darkness
and you can see when the sun has set
you can smell when no flower blooms in your vicinity
ha! silly me
where could bloom a flower more vibrant and lush
than the multifarious wings of yours !!!
oh dear! you are in a cage
and this is what i feel sometimes
when my soul was attracted with his embrace
this flesh of filthy blood felt the lust of wildness
for another cage that has no soul
or may be not that divine the divine you are
dear! you are in  a cage
and this is what i feel sometimes
when my soul felt forcefully for those trees
those dancing leaves and twinkling stars
my body was busy wiping tears down these cheeks
soul! you told me to love, love and love
when my body was trying to avenge for those wounds
those scratches i got because of it getting stabbed
cage! you were stabbed at your back
but this soul was betrayed
still it loves, forgives and smiles
because it is energy with light
its fire to burn it could burn its sorrows too..
but soul ! you are in  a cage

i feel pity, helpless, sorry, and restless
but u tell! how can i free you from that cage ?
because i am no other than the guard of that cage
and he (the almighty) told me to protect you under this cage!
because without it, you may be contaminated
by the indecency of evil energy
its here, there and everywhere.

but dear soul! you are in a cage
and this is what i feel sometimes

: 18/05/2012: 9.57 pm: 
: with love~~isha jain~~


Somewhere in those dense, dark and deep trees
Was hidden a soul
She dint  laugh, nor did she cry, nor she knew about any emotion
Seeing a woman cry about ageing
She laughed
Seeing  a  man embracing her lady
She found ridiculous
A child smiling for no reason
Never  drew her  attention
She was a soul hidden somewhere in darkness
The wide canopy over her never allowed any sun rays
To come onto her and embrace
Somebody who has seen all darkness
And no light would never know both of them
And that was her soul
Her  big foot ever walked with a pace fast
Because slowing down was not her habit
She dint speak useless
 because nobody resides
In those deep  and dark forests
To listen her endless
her soul was in peace always like always
not because she maintained harmony
but because she dint entangled with any soul ever
Somewhere in those dense, dark and deep trees
Was hidden a soul
It  was a soul powerful, energetic and dazzling
It had colours of peacock and wisdom of saints
It could sing like a nightingale
And love like chakora
Her  thirst had absorption similar to a dry land in desert
But she dint knew of all this because
Somewhere in those dense, dark and deep trees
Was hidden a soul
Her  wings were fluttering with joy and fire
Fire! Energy, power and spirit
But  who knows it was fire
Because the canopy wont allow
It wont allow for the brightness to emerge out of the forest
Her attire was  white, simple and beautiful
Her long and dense hair  spread on that white
It looked like fragrant sandal all covered with reptiles
But,  the darkness of forest never  allowed to see that white
Beauty cannot be seen unhidden from eyes
Somewhere in those dense, dark and deep trees
Was hidden a soul

But  times changed,  winds changed and so changed climate
And so came a day
when those leaves and flowers were being shed
the canopy lost its existence
and it was no more dense, dark and deep
there came quanta of sunshine falling
the forest is no more dark and its all bright
bright enough to dilate her pupils wide
imagine  what would have been with that soul in light
she saw herself white and all bright
silly! She becomes afraid in those rays of sunshine
fear,  awe, despair  and fright
but, soon she realised that she has wings
this time her fluttering wings took her on flight
her  wings help her fly
and she could because there are no trees dense                            
to obstruct her way from here to there or everywhere
she went
when she felt the colours that emerged from her soul
she realised the beauty, vibrant and Ecstasy in a flow
she was beautiful , magnificent and pure
 and she sings sweet  and to beats
 when dances  falling green leaves
sometimes that soul flys over those forests
and regrets the days of her being captivated
but soon her fluttering wings radiate aura
beautiful, magnetic, forceful and goth
she feels .. realises and smiles at present
because  a  captivating past is all that led to
a free present.

: 19/05/2012: 3.59 am: 

“ every human being among all of us is a species with beauty, talent, growth, charm and quality.
Each soul is divine, beautiful, ecstatic  and a fragrant rose that knows what could be emotions, love, care and affection. But,  on hiding these talents, thoughts, feelings or may be not realising them; we are captivating this beautiful soul. Come, come out! Fly and let those beautiful colours emerge ! they wont hurt any species nor will your vibes could hit that of others. Because love, freedom, colour and energy has no bounds or  any dark side. They all are different attires of beauty!
Don’t let yourself be in that cocoon. Come and emerge out! “
: with love~~Isha jain~~