Color

When I look into your Creations….

I feel Green to be your favorite String

A flower in bush also has its Green to show

When I look into your Creations….

I feel Green to be your favorite String

Which attracts seeker with wings to melt into your Creations too

When I look into your Creation "ME"...
leaves me always confused, feeling Red your favorite String

As that only signifies that “I’M ALIVE”

  

Shapes

Shapes reminds me of Jigsaw

Each fits somewhere or the other

Made me wonder

The art is learning to see?

Or

The art is learning to place it?

Shapes reminds me of Jigsaw

Shapes reminds me of Jigsaw

Each fits somewhere or the other

Made me learn

The art is to see, even when the visibility was none

With

The art to place it, even when the thoughts seems giving up

Shapes reminds me of Jigsaw

GOD

God is one

Even If we have U in all

Even If we see U in all

Even If we thread U in all

God is one

God is one

Faith places U in all our prayers

Faith colors U to all our religions

Faith binds U to all our beliefs

God is one

God is one

Even when some can only see U in Jesus

Even when some can only see U in Allah

Even when some can only see U in OM

Even when some can only see U in Granth

God is One

As I know U change your face

To the way they want to see U in

God is one

I know it all the way

The way u make me see it…

Mirror

Art of seeing ourselves was changed by U

Where earlier we could find ourselves in purity of water too

Art of seeing ourselves was changed by U

Where definition of stillness changed along too

Art of seeing ourselves was changed by U

Where completeness had changed its meaning too

Art of seeing ourselves was changed by U

Where track of time was lost by losing themselves in you

Art of seeing ourselves was changed by U

But when I ended up staring in you
Was only left beaming at my inner-self through you…..

Bubble

Like a bubble floating in the sky

Seeing to believe what I see...

Thinking to melt away in hallow shine of worldly things

Or to sincere faces with smiles

Like a bubble floating in the sky

Seeing to believe what I see...

Thinking to melt away in comfort of gadgets noise 

Or to peaceful crackling laughter of children in sight

Like a bubble floating in the sky

Seeing to believe what I see...

Thinking to melt away to the time given by you

Or to make the time melt as I move forward to U

Like a bubble in the sky

Seeing to believe what I see...

Strings

Puppets with strings tied to your hand

Your direction is the guiding light to which we walk

The ones who believe in U are close to me

The ones who don’t believe in U are also close to me

As this is the way U taught me to see

Both are blessed with your planned thinking I know

Purification

When wind touched me,I silently prayed for purification

When water touched me,I silently prayed for purification

When confusion touched me,I silently prayed for purification

When sorrow touched me,I silently prayed for purification

When happiness touched me,I silently prayed for purification

When darkness touched me,I silently prayed for purification

When light touched me,I silently prayed for purification

But Almighty when U touched me, I only prayed to forgiveness & healing…

Sky

Your sight knits me to your stride

Want to raise & fill scoop out of U

Garnishing with toppings of all goodness life gives U through

Your sight knits me to your stride

All shades of blues can be found in U

Your depth seems unmeasurable like the depth of our souls

Your sight knits me to your stride

Spread of yours can never be completely painted through

Making us still find our horizons in U

Your & My spread craft the same

We both cover our Worlds

Your sight knits me to your stride 
Making me belong as part of U

Wings

By no means an Angel

Possessed by wings of my own

Have always believed in this truth

If not my various flights to unknown

Would have still been looking for answers?

By no means an Angel

Possessed by wings of my own

Dimensions of any sight could not hold

In Strength of my wings believed more

If not journey before start would have ended

Winds against my wings keep fluttering to & fro

Refusing to give up on the scratches which come & go

By no means an Angel

Possessed by wings of my own

Which I will don till the end of my soul...

Spirituality

Leafing here & there

Straining the meaning of Spirituality

Some purified me to mean away from Materialistic

Some purified me to mean not Superficial

Some purified me to mean closer to God

Some purified me to mean higher level of Consciousness

Pocketing all connected to which I believe

Which hoists my spirits that’s what makes the word

‘Spirit-uality’

Color

Creator when you created us

How did you define our Color?

Was it the one with white you loved more?

Or was it the one with black you loved more?

Creator when you created us

How did you define our Color?

Was the Color matched to our soul?

Ignorant I, thought it’s colorless

Creator when you created us

How did you define our Color?

Was the Color given as per our sins?

Ignorant I, thought we are all sinless or only governed by sins

Creator when you created us

How did you define our Color?

Wish you had sent a tag along

As our fellowmen fail to understand created them equal

You never thought could be a SIN from U....

Paradise

Building a house of my own….

Stands a-loaf to others

 Instead of walls of bricks

Planned with windows to four sides

Building a house of my own….

Stands a-loaf to others

Windows to all sizes which fit each size

Whoever comes in quest of me?

Building a house of my own….

Stands a-loaf to others

My foundation is sculpted of love

My Ceiling is weaved of sky

Where Birds, Rainbows, Sun, Rain, Clouds are all with me

The passing time has taught me to walk with him

The time which I need to see has no hold over Me……

Building a house of my own….

Stands a-loaf to others

Dreams

Twinkle Twinkle little stars…

Dreams are only made to your stars

With closed eyes you seem closer & truer

With open you are farer & further

Twinkle Twinkle little stars…

Dreams are only made to your stars

Blinking awakens us to make you real

Some steps we know what to take

Some steps we find to take

Twinkle Twinkle little stars…

Dreams are only made to your stars

We seize you with our hands & Never let you go 

As treaded & weaved it with our “Sunshines”

Terrorism

How are you different from the word ‘Terror’?

As half of you is only him in you...

Terror shakes you from inner to your outer

In accord Terrorism shakes from your outer to your inner

Terror has more sky to fly it can be found in every try

Motionlessly Terrorism can leave you high & dry

Terror is created with our own minds

Terrorism is created with the minds of others

Terror an emotion gifted by birth, we can find it in all

Terrorism is gift by others which we learn by sight

Terrorism holds the reins of Terror…

 Is that what makes difficult to balance?

How are you different from the word ‘Terror’?

As half of you only shows him in you…

Kaleidoscope

Wish I could be like U

Every age can attach to U

Wish I could be like U

Every age can find meaning in U

Wish I could be like U

Sharing a part of yours U make them yours

Wish I could be like U

U believe in uplifting not in dropping

Wish I could be like U

Ur endless impression makes way till the core

Wish I could be like U

Rainbows sport hide & seek

Do they come to seek in U?

As U both have same language to speak…

Blossoming...

Growth how can I toy with U….

U mean different to all

Plants takes U in both directions deeper & outer

Stronger the roots more the plant is unshakable

I can only connect my meaning to that

How others see it I wish I could learn

Before I could extend my hand

U made me still to feel it alone

Growth how can I toy with U….

Patterns...

We can break them

We can make them

We can take them

They stand with a crowd…

They merge with a crowd…

They draw with a crowd…

We break from one...

We fall into another...

We chain ourselves endlessly

Even when decided not to commit

Silently have made another one 

Makes me wonder are we slave to them

Or they to us…

Whatever it may be, we are one

Heal ME

Heal ME to your touch…

Heal ME to your love…

Heal ME to your voice…

Heal ME to your color…

Heal ME to your nature…

Heal ME to your depth…

Everything is in abundance

My eyes can see it around

In each soul who touches me & passes by….

Rainfall

When I see you visit me…

I always leap to get wet till my soul

When I see you visit me…

I always leap to clasp you in my hands…

When I see you visit me…

I cannot see anything other than U

I feel they touched u & come from your land

I seek blessings in every droplet which touches me & go

Do I sound of this world or the one which you sit on your throne…?

Salutation

Patience is a gift need to value…

Patience has its tide to which we wise…

Patience not rubbed by birth we build to it…

Patience teach things toil to come…

Patience the light with which we need to walk…

Bearing this torch everything clocks to its talk…