Your love is like a bright ray
a ray so bright
that it blinds me and I can see nothing
Your love is like a thought
a thought so beautiful
that my mind cannot hold it
Your love is like a melody
a melody so sweet
that I fall into a slumber,
oblivious to the world
Your love is like a dream
a dream that vanishes
when I awake from my sleep
Your love is like a star
a star so high and remote
that I cannot reach it
© Sunil Rajguru
He wanders from door to door
In search of…
in vain
He begs, pleads, prays and hopes
to find an open heart
with a giving hand
For a microscopic
fragment of somebody’s health
that would make him a millionaire
in his small world
No dreams, ambitions or wild desires
Just the hope that
his tiny hand will be full today
But more often than not
he encounters
closed doors, deaf ears and unseeing eyes
and his fists remain clenched
enclosing nothing but
air
© Sunil Rajguru
A squarish piece of glass flashes images
of all the places of the world
of all the periods of time
of all the known emotions of man
Transports multitudes
into an untrue land of truth
and impoverishes them
separating them from
the real world around them
and uniting them with
the false phantoms of real people
© Sunil Rajguru
The traditional belief of reincarnation
A life once, twice, thrice and many more times
A life full of suffering, anguish, despair and agony
Dreams and nightmares, hopes
The growth of a life, drop by drop
And effort of years and of generations
Worldly success, shorlived joy
Spiritual abyss, lingering sadness…
A lone life observing mankind
Beastkind?
Womankind squashed, helplessness butchered
A law of the might
God sold, a religion of hatred
And in the end, its back to dust
The futility of it all
The destruction of all things created
Surely the soul is too wise
to change more than one suffering body
© Sunil Rajguru
Mankind is a book
and every letter
represents a living soul
The book is complete only if
all the letters are present
and in their proper order
But the book as whole
is never preserved
Individual letters aren’t valued
words and paras perish
or blur
Sometimes whole chapters are wiped out
vacuums created
rendering the text invalid
Pages don’t form a sequence
and are in conflict
and torn out
The protective cover
detached itself ages back
and the snow white pages
exposed to the dirt and smoke
of the atmosphere
are getting dirtier and dirtier
The gutter spaces have blackened
Lines have ceased to make sense
It is no wonder that
God
fails to read the book of man
© Sunil Rajguru
Unwillingly the shutters go down
all of them
The busy places of transaction
exchange nothing
The overcrowded streets
witness
a lone dog on the prowl
and none may dare to
stem the tide
else face a backlash
from
forces interested in their own cause
Cause?
The merchant rues his loss
the labourer stares at the cold chulha
as money the mover
stays locked in vaults
and does none good
The household whiles time in
restless anxiety
the child stares and wonders
As the whole town
waits for a fresh sun
And under this fresh sun
The forces sit back and look at
What they’ve achieved…
…nothing…
© Sunil Rajguru