Aruna Anand's Poetry

                                                                       THE  WORDS                                                   The world  is full of words                         The words - a vehicle of thoughts                         The words - a procession of  expression                         And an act of suppression                         Possessing the depth of oceans     ...

                                                          THE MOTHER                    Mother                    The earth                    Who bears the tears                    The hurrah of happiness                    The tortures of mud and blood                    Of her own saplings                    To see them grow                     The man                     A man ...

                                                      THE  TIME                            Time...                            An extension of space?                            Chronology of moments?                                                          The eternal phenomenon                            Is time a truth?                           ...

                                                       WAITING                              Standing at a traffic light                          A little boy peeps into the car window                         Shivering                          Tears gleaming in his eyes.                         Pushed away by crinkled nose                        And shooed away by raised eyebrows                       ...

THE HOPE Am I A slave of  traditions Pursuing mindless follow-ups Of amassed experiences  Am I Just a fossil Buried deep into antiquity  Do I have the hope To change things that I can Or  Disappear in the tunnel of traditions I ask myself  Can society ever be a dead log  We are the society  We are the seeds of hopes  We are the seeds of probabilities Let the seeds of energies Be soaked in aspirations Let the fruition begin Of fruits and of flowers Flowers of change Loved and nourished We are the seeds of possibilities We are the society We are the hope personified  The only hope Of the beautiful world                                                                 ...

                                                                 IMPERMANENCE                                          The eternal phenomenon Impermanence - true nature of life Nothing remains the same Living or the non-living  A bud blossoms into a flower Pupa into a butterfly Mountains mutate to become volcanoes Throwing up lava and fire  Rivers change course before embracing the sea Nurturer of fishes, corals and reefs Sudden tsunami transforms calm sea Into a savage crushing crumbling Living and the non-living  We too are transient From baby to an adult Then mellow...

YOGINI I became a yogini When we looked at each other Oblivious to the world around We got together for ever  I inhaled your breath Submerged myself In the incense of your soul Exhaled slowly This became my “pranayam” Sitting silent I think of your smile Soak myself in its sunshine And this became my “dhyana” Lost in you Unaware of the world Very still in body and mind And this became my “Samadhi” Arising like on ivy  I encircle you with my arms Enclosing tight-to reach your heart This is how  Your love became my “Moksha” And – I became a Yogini      A Yogini for life ---------------------