I, ache for a hug
a cuddle
an embrace, a squeeze, a caress,

Alas, I am touch deprived.

I crave to envelope

Someone special,

in my arms,

So tight,

Where,  we both

melt and mould

nullifying the

agony of life

Our mortal parts

brush to fondle

each other with love

The  pounding  hearts

When embosomed,

Tears of joy stream
flushing away the agony of life.

I feel safe

I sense your tenderness for me

I am comforted in distress

My soul pepped up.

Such miraculous is a HUG

I envisage of being caressed

For, your warmth

your compassion

rejuvenates me.

My soul is then elated.

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Image courtesy: Pexels

Bountiful  sins,

Vulnerable my soul,

 With the burden of Sins,

Oh, creator! Liberate me.

 I stand brittle,

With  head  bowed down,

fragile, paralyzed.

Inept even to stare

Into

 Your deep, soothing eyes.

My soul gags

For, I have embezzled

that which doesn’t belong to me.

Oh, creator! redeem me.

Never was I lavish,

 ‘bout Care and affection

 on those who have

Mothered me!

Never was I religious,

No prayers,

No fastings.

Unholy 

the

Holy books to me.

My Life truly

an untamed horse.

Hurt and bruises

My giveaway to all.

I might have

Ceased to sin,

Only if you’d

raised an alarm.

Omnipresent

Is what you are called!

But I realize,

You are a mere onlooker

Thus, Days and years

Has fallen off

my calendar.

Now, I realize!

I prostrate,

surrender

my ego

at your lotus feet.

Oh, Lord Vithala!

Unshackle me.

Courtesy: Purandara dasa Kruthi                                © 2015 Ajay Pai (Reserved)

Aah, The Color Black!

Sentimentally bad

for a few.

Naah, Don’t typecast,

I ain’t a racist.

I am in love

with the color black,

and, the tanned.

You may  ponder, Why?

You look for reasons.

 Mr. Moon

with his shimmer

turns the dark sky

 romantic.

So, is Mr. Moon the reason?

Or, is it the

twinkling stars?

When in Dark

One learns

To overcome!

So, ability to overcome,
the reason?

Then, 
I figure out.

 Black, ain't sad!

Yeah!

Black is colorful,

It is poetic!

Dark Black hair,

Color of  youth.

Black depicts, silence.

Silence, most often

the solution.

The Tanned,

The black
I love.

 My lil one,

My bundle of joy,

My lil Ishaan,

My Krishna,

Is tanned and dusky.

 He radiates love

Warmth

Happiness

Above all,

He has bestowed upon

Me

The title

“Pa”

Aah, now do  you 
 get the reason 
why?

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I am him,

He’s Me,

He my Kin.

He is the reason,

He is the motive,

He is the cause.

I longed for him,

To cuddle,

To nuzzle,

To love,

To be loved.

He arrived,

He bestowed,

My wish Fulfilled.

But,

Is he, the all?

Only,

Time shall speak.

Life is about

Being all-inclusive,

So is family.

It’s not about

Him, her or I,

It’s about Us.

Family,

The knot

Of love and two-getherness.

Now it’s him

Who holds us together,

From falling apart.

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Sometimes I wonder
Does anyone care?

Maybe they do,
Maybe they don't.

"Care"
A 4 letter word,
A verb, a noun.

Care - showcases concern
Care - cautions to be careful
Care -  is to Guard, to protect
Care - is as tender as nurture

Now I realize,
Who is concerned?
Whom to be careful of?
Whom to protect?
Whom to nurture?

A petty world,
Petty goals, petty desires,
Busy we all.

A very few care,
and, special they become!

Should care be reciprocated?
Now, I ponder upon.

Why should anyone care?
Does it really matter?

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I toss, I turn,
I bury myself
In the reminiscences
Of my past.

I lay still, waiting,
To be swept away
Into the enormity of a reverie.

My ideal world,
A world of fancy,
Fancy, fantasy entwined,
I zip my eyes tight.

Whoa! In the trance, 
I am caressed, by 
the lightness, the buoyancy,
My soul beams.

I let myself free,
No inhibitions whatsoever.

.I live, I rejoice,
I be cheerful, I breathe
in my dream.

I reach for the stars,
Such is,
The supremacy of Dreams.

Then, the dawn dons,
Bleak becomes the dream,
The trance wrecked.

I wake up, eyes wide open,
And, there I witness
staring at me,
My ghastly Present!

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The Day dawns,

With Morning dew on the leaves.

The race begins,

Sprinting towards office,

To be an achiever,

To reach the Stars.

But, 

the Financial year Stares.

The seductive grin of "Scorecard"

the Enchantress.

Alas, the Flirtatious 'enchantress'

never submissive.

The taxing customers,

The so-called customer expectation,

The run for customer delight,

Along with, the  irrational bosses,

Tantrums of the reportees.

Planning, Organizing,

Staffing, leading,

Directing, controlling,

Coordination,

Leading by example,

God Save,
Management and it's adjectives!

Yeah, Yeah! To 'forecast' included.

The towering targets,

The corporate politics,

Causing see-saw of emotions,

Phew!  A Prolonged day at the office.

The longest drive,

On the potholed roads,

The grilling traffic,

And the trickling sweat.

The smoke  and the  dust,

The honks of the vehicles,

The non-abiding driver,

The abusive pedestrian.

A day passes

Not knowing what has been achieved

Material Or Abstract?

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“Give me thy legs”

Cannibals say.

Horrified, 

On the table

I lay numb and frozen.

My feathers plucked,

My neck slit.

My family Moan!

You, 

the flesh-eater, celebrate.

No difference, I see

'tween, 

You and ISIS?

I am dressed up,

Neat and pretty.

I lay motionless,

On the plate.

The Plate – My Coffin.

My family awaits

their turn in the coop,

To be Crushed.

My unborn,

Supposedly, TO BE safe,

In the ovum.

Alas!

You cook, Bake

and Gulp, my Unborn.

You go Blah, Blah

About Being Human!

Aah! Humanity a fossil.

Here, the weak 
always

Oppressed.

You, 

seldom practice

What you Preach!

You, Such a fake!

Oh, Human!

Don't You have a heart?

I Plead,

Live and Let live.

Every being deserves,

to live.

Live free and in glee.

Courtesy: Mercy for Animals           Image courtesy: Pexels      © 2015 Ajay Pai (Reserved)

Thoughts,

They creep into me

While being alone

Draped in black,

Inviting

Prickly emotions

Tremors invoke

Within, those unpleasant

Moments

Burden

Of past trials,

Cloned in forever

Days and nights

Pass,

Bleeding my heart

I gaze to the horizon

In faith, to embrace

The-Rising-Sun

Rays,

The breeze of the dawn

Soothes me

Escorting me

to a brighter

arena.

Liberating Us,

Me and My soul

from the 
clutches of those

 prickly thoughts.

Image Courtesy:  Google © 2015 Ajay Pai (Reserved)

Oh!  Lil one

The charm of papa’s eye

Sleep, sleep, sleep.

Papa sees you yawn,

 With Snoozy Lil eyelids

Gliding to sleep.

Aunt slumber awaits

 to sway you

in the Moon’s cradle.

May the Lil angels

Visit you in dreams, 

to hymn a soothing lullaby.

 oh, Lil One!

You are Papa's Melody,
for, 
Papa ain’t melodious.

 Hush, oh world!

My Lil one is asleep,

after a sleepless journey
last night.

Image Courtesy: Collection from Ishaan's Album.  © 2015 Ajay Pai (Reserved)