She is like a blade of grass…
Sharp and life giving…
She is like a church mass
Subtle and forgiving
She is like a wave on the sea
Steady, gentle, on a journey
She is like the warm ocean spree
Calm collected & Free
She is like a leaf in a storm
Hurt but dancing beautifully
She is like a white snow cone
Cold yet sweet as honey
She is to me is a poet….
A friend… family…
Thursday, April 10, 2008
My Unseen teacher ( Dedicated to Our Usha ji...)
My Unseen Teacher ~ Thank You!
I had many teacher before this,
Some taunted, some purposefully pushed.
Or vice versa because I can be handful at the least!
Then she came... the one who didn't get phased
Just help me on with a few others too.
Corrected me if I did some wrong,
Praised me, even if it was a bad song.
I provoked and tested her many a times
Yet she handle the me with grace and panache
To me She is,
The most flexible mould I will ever see.
May shape you but will let you grow with in.
A ever lifting spirit to a shallow heart.
Seeding strength into the ones.. in doubt.
Encouraging essays or Educational edits
Have been her primal role.
Also happens to be,
The collector of the yet unknown
To me she really is
heavy with knowledge & compassion…
….A truly evergreen soul.
I am blessed to have bumped into
My Unseen Teacher, My Guru!
I had many teacher before this,
Some taunted, some purposefully pushed.
Or vice versa because I can be handful at the least!
Then she came... the one who didn't get phased
Just help me on with a few others too.
Corrected me if I did some wrong,
Praised me, even if it was a bad song.
I provoked and tested her many a times
Yet she handle the me with grace and panache
To me She is,
The most flexible mould I will ever see.
May shape you but will let you grow with in.
A ever lifting spirit to a shallow heart.
Seeding strength into the ones.. in doubt.
Encouraging essays or Educational edits
Have been her primal role.
Also happens to be,
The collector of the yet unknown
To me she really is
heavy with knowledge & compassion…
….A truly evergreen soul.
I am blessed to have bumped into
My Unseen Teacher, My Guru!
Just smile ( Dedicated to Amazing Alina )
You are my sunshine,
You are my dream,
You may seem a little weak,
Don't you dare go bleak.
Thousands you can support...
...with not your tiny hands,
But with your huge heart.
It not how you see yourself,
For your eyes cannot look inside You.
I see you fine & I know you well.
Look into my eyes and you'll see a different gal
The real Alina is,
Some one strong, Some one not defined
Some one who cant take no for an answer,
Some one who is truly n sync with what she feels.
Someone I cannot compare.
You my dear are something special ,
And even though I may not say it that often,
My life will be incomplete
without you in it, my dearest friend!
So today,
Just Smile and make my day further fine!
Dedicated to Alina.
You are my dream,
You may seem a little weak,
Don't you dare go bleak.
Thousands you can support...
...with not your tiny hands,
But with your huge heart.
It not how you see yourself,
For your eyes cannot look inside You.
I see you fine & I know you well.
Look into my eyes and you'll see a different gal
The real Alina is,
Some one strong, Some one not defined
Some one who cant take no for an answer,
Some one who is truly n sync with what she feels.
Someone I cannot compare.
You my dear are something special ,
And even though I may not say it that often,
My life will be incomplete
without you in it, my dearest friend!
So today,
Just Smile and make my day further fine!
Dedicated to Alina.
The Mute Philosopher Or Poet ( Dedicated to POP )
Its a man I never met...
just a few words I had read.
A born escapist from the complex clan
No hunger for glory or fame.
Just loves to read between the lines.
A thinker of his time.
A finder of the Pattern Or Signs.
A keeper of the hidden lies.
A protectors of the break away artist.
A smart self sustaining mind
Hoping and looking into another find
The quoter of our time.
Digging hard to solve the poetic crime
Yet in the end of it all..
Too modest to let us know
How much he really knows!
This my friends is
The Mute Philospher or Poet ..i'm not sure!
just a few words I had read.
A born escapist from the complex clan
No hunger for glory or fame.
Just loves to read between the lines.
A thinker of his time.
A finder of the Pattern Or Signs.
A keeper of the hidden lies.
A protectors of the break away artist.
A smart self sustaining mind
Hoping and looking into another find
The quoter of our time.
Digging hard to solve the poetic crime
Yet in the end of it all..
Too modest to let us know
How much he really knows!
This my friends is
The Mute Philospher or Poet ..i'm not sure!
Metaphoric Master(Dedication To Versatile Venkat)
Metaphoric Master or Abstract Artist
A dilute cause of the concentrated feel,
A rogue or black mixed into infinite.
Like Absinthe… a solid mix.
I speak of my brother and his foreign friend – His brain
This constant collide of ones self and existence,
An Insatiable burning desire to swallow the candle dry,
A helpless painting, still colorful and vibrant,
An abstract artist, the metaphoric master,
Thousand name I Christen him…
But one true to his … dyin kind.
You whose…
Thought processed into the shades uncharted,
Progressive patient in recovery,
Yet a doctor to me…
To this silent client.
I cherish how you coax words into explanations,
Denting our minds into the real and unknown world
Like the very rain that drops
Jargon to the foolish fragmented flocks.
Yet truth to the few insane
Meaning understood, said and found
No cloak, no hidden story
Just a brother with
No real mission, no glory.
Contradicting To my thought
Like my hazardous mind.
A twin to my friend
Like bread broken in kind.
A tribute to You my Brother!
My Saner Side!
Copyright©2007 Shivraj Rajaram
Dedicated to Venkat 15th May 2007
A dilute cause of the concentrated feel,
A rogue or black mixed into infinite.
Like Absinthe… a solid mix.
I speak of my brother and his foreign friend – His brain
This constant collide of ones self and existence,
An Insatiable burning desire to swallow the candle dry,
A helpless painting, still colorful and vibrant,
An abstract artist, the metaphoric master,
Thousand name I Christen him…
But one true to his … dyin kind.
You whose…
Thought processed into the shades uncharted,
Progressive patient in recovery,
Yet a doctor to me…
To this silent client.
I cherish how you coax words into explanations,
Denting our minds into the real and unknown world
Like the very rain that drops
Jargon to the foolish fragmented flocks.
Yet truth to the few insane
Meaning understood, said and found
No cloak, no hidden story
Just a brother with
No real mission, no glory.
Contradicting To my thought
Like my hazardous mind.
A twin to my friend
Like bread broken in kind.
A tribute to You my Brother!
My Saner Side!
Copyright©2007 Shivraj Rajaram
Dedicated to Venkat 15th May 2007
The new hindrance ( Dedicated to Hir!)
The old will stay old,
Their words further will not hold.
Written in stone for most,
Due to their old famous posts.
It’s a time for a new hindrance
Experiment my dear with the Evolving Era.
I found … where it would start,
Not in me… but in a young heart.
A learner of the classics
The preacher of their times.
Yet...Futuristic and savvy
She will breed new lines
& change fundamentals.
Characteristic raw & fresh …with a hunt for more.
Insatiable quest for knowledge & a Will to grow.
The hunger unknown... itself will break her mind into layers
Bring on the new dawn of poetic players
She may never know how it all unfolds,
But soon my god bless child will break free
Bring on the fall of this hypocrisy
A break away rebel she was born to be
that will the prophecy revealed ...just watch and see
Dedicated to the New Hindrance - Hir!!!
Their words further will not hold.
Written in stone for most,
Due to their old famous posts.
It’s a time for a new hindrance
Experiment my dear with the Evolving Era.
I found … where it would start,
Not in me… but in a young heart.
A learner of the classics
The preacher of their times.
Yet...Futuristic and savvy
She will breed new lines
& change fundamentals.
Characteristic raw & fresh …with a hunt for more.
Insatiable quest for knowledge & a Will to grow.
The hunger unknown... itself will break her mind into layers
Bring on the new dawn of poetic players
She may never know how it all unfolds,
But soon my god bless child will break free
Bring on the fall of this hypocrisy
A break away rebel she was born to be
that will the prophecy revealed ...just watch and see
Dedicated to the New Hindrance - Hir!!!
A Love Song( A tribute to my love )
A Love Song ... (Tribute to my love)
Copyright(c) 2007 Shivraj Rajaram
AN ATTEMPT ON WRITING A LOVE SONG....
Also.....TRYING TO DO JUSTICE... TO WHAT I HAVE TO SAY TO HER!
Sharol, THIS.. One’s FOR YOU!
===================================================
===================================================
In this pursuit of happiness, I searched long and hard.
Looking for that reason to be more than one can.
Confused, I pushed ahead. Directionless, In search of a friend.
Stumbling onto you by pure coincidence or cosmic plan.
Among the million grains of sand, you found this unlit soul.
I knew then, I would evolve. Unconditional, Divine, Curious and Raw.
I had been blessed by the shining star and the oracle.
With those compassionate breaths, slow resurrection began of my battered heart.
Inspiration dangled of my mind, I much more.
Fearless, I face all the storms. For now... I am not alone.
I have you, my ecstasy, my scholars stone. Knowing well that it would rain again;
You wrap me in your thoughts and innocence, I am warm, I am strong, I am willing and bold.
Some things are left unsaid. But, like an unasked prayer answered.
Reasons for intrigue, you have done more for me and my future self.
My dream is alive in You and that’s all I will ever need.
You are the refuge to this paradox I call life. The key to the riddle I forever had.
You are my witness, My everything. And I LOVE YOU more than you will ever know.
Copyright(c) 2007 Shivraj Rajaram
AN ATTEMPT ON WRITING A LOVE SONG....
Also.....TRYING TO DO JUSTICE... TO WHAT I HAVE TO SAY TO HER!
Sharol, THIS.. One’s FOR YOU!
===================================================
===================================================
In this pursuit of happiness, I searched long and hard.
Looking for that reason to be more than one can.
Confused, I pushed ahead. Directionless, In search of a friend.
Stumbling onto you by pure coincidence or cosmic plan.
Among the million grains of sand, you found this unlit soul.
I knew then, I would evolve. Unconditional, Divine, Curious and Raw.
I had been blessed by the shining star and the oracle.
With those compassionate breaths, slow resurrection began of my battered heart.
Inspiration dangled of my mind, I much more.
Fearless, I face all the storms. For now... I am not alone.
I have you, my ecstasy, my scholars stone. Knowing well that it would rain again;
You wrap me in your thoughts and innocence, I am warm, I am strong, I am willing and bold.
Some things are left unsaid. But, like an unasked prayer answered.
Reasons for intrigue, you have done more for me and my future self.
My dream is alive in You and that’s all I will ever need.
You are the refuge to this paradox I call life. The key to the riddle I forever had.
You are my witness, My everything. And I LOVE YOU more than you will ever know.
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