Just for A Day.

I am born every morning.

and die with the dusk.

Thus, I am alive.
just for a day.
But don't feel sad.
I will come back.
with the coming morning
and will make your day.
fresh and soothing
I revive; I relive.
I am reborn every day.

Thaht

Travel in time or travel with time

Time is the healer and reason for the wound.

Time is the best remedy for all we know.

Yet time is an unknown face that I saw.

I wish I could, yet I do not want

To travel in time or to walk in the past

A leap of faith

rather, I would take

to live in the moment. 

and look forward...

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"Inspired by TENET"

A poem by Kislaya Choudhary

There are planets with 15 moons.

There is an earth with two suns.

There are galaxies within galaxies.

wonder where we are for once.

 

There is love in the 5th dimension.

There is time as fourth

There is death in infinity.

wonder where we place our roots.

 

There are theories about the origin.

There are stories about the end.

We are wondering about all this.

thoughts that often offend

 

between the bridge of time and the universe

between the gal-axial space

We wonder and wonder endlessly.

Life moves on at a steady pace.

(With love for String theory and Interstellar)

Copyright: Kislaya Choudhary

People who try to hide their emotions
Often play with others
Those who display their indifference
Are truthful to the core

It's difficult to define
Who is good? Who is who?
Let's leave it at that...
And be happy ...for you are true.

IMMERSED


A piece of cloth
embellished; beautiful

goes into the river
and floats on surface

what was the embellishment for
why does the beauty defy

an immersion made for faith
is returning to rest

A poem by Kislaya Choudhary

Not looking at

Sun, moon, or sky

Not wandering among the stars

They are so high...

 

Following a river, going behind the sea

Taking the turns of roads to ski

Someone in my heart stays and tells me

To see, to do, to be

 

Let’s not go for the sun, moon, or sky.

Let’s be together for a while.

Let’s pull some rain, shower, or shine.

Let tears roll down and smile to walk a mile.

 

Let's be with someone.

the only one

The one, it's me.

the earth

today i saw a picture
of earth bare feet
i leaned over her
to feel heart beat

her eyes were sleepy
and breath was slow
i saw her yawn
and felt her dreams

she told me to laugh
and learn and play
for she wanted me
to grow always

mirage

reflections of my thoughts
and images on sand
nothings stays like time

sukoon

ek pal mila sukoon ka
phir se bikhar gaya
bhikhra magar khanak si
aawaz kar gaya

us goonj mein shamil hai
awaz meri bhi kuch
ek aah bhi, hansi bhi
khamoshi ki wajah bhi
ek dhadkan mere dil ki
aur shor si sada bhi
kuch lehren samandar ki
pani ka saans lena
bujhte hue dhuene mein
ek lau ka tham ke chalna

har taraf ek halchal
ek aahat zindagi ki
in salwaton mein shamil
zindagi ki sargoshi

ye sukoon hai bas talash
zindagi ki justajoo hai
jo kho gaya samandar
jo paya tishnagi hai

A Poem by Emily Dickson

A Book

There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
This traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of toll;
How frugal is the chariot
That bears a human soul! 

A poem by Emily Dickinson

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-book/

wireless dreams

Time is strong...
stronger than our will.
It flows on wings.
and rests on sleep.

It bends with storms.
like soft branches of trees,
and ruins the world's 
favorite treats

I thought once I could
just like time.
hold you forever.
in my thoughts

but I was astonished.
on my own thoughts
When I knew that 
Embracing isn't all.
It's a wireless dream.
the true connection
which binds us all
in a circled wall
The doors remain open.
not to step out,
but to let the air in.
and waves and calls

Now it's so real and 
feels full of life.
I can sense the world.
in a breath of return.
just like a wave.
which touches the sand
It's a wireless dream.
to return to begin

kislaya(c) 2013 Jan

saaya

साया 


साये और रोशनी में

कुछ अटूट सा नाता है

रौशनी के पहलू में

साया सुख पाता  है

चुपचाप चलता है

ख़ामोशी में रहता है

पत्थर या पानी

दोनों पर ठहरता है

जब वक़्त आता है
बिजली की रफ़्तार से
तेज दौड़ लगाता है
ओलंपिक्स में गोल्ड मैडल पाता है 

साया साथ देता है
बदले में कुछ नहीं मांगता
हाँ बस इतना जरूर है
साया भी वक़्त के हाथों मजबूर है

घनी काली रातों के सायों में
छुप सा जाता है
रहता फिर भी साथ है
पर नज़र नहीं आता है

किसलय 2012

i wish

I make a wish.
and this is for you.
some shooting stars
may reach your view

They see you smile.
and you wish truly
for, I know that
You will wish for me

kislaya(c) 2012

A Soul

Eyes cry for vision. 
And ears hear the cry. 
The hand touches the eyes. 
Sensitive and shy 

ears yearn for a murmur. 
Whispers of sweet love 
make lips sing in melody. 
Naive like a dove

Breathing goes with the wind. 
Heartbeats unfold 
Tears roll down slowly. 
Touching my soul

kislaya(c)2012

nature love

the night falls quietly after a day long
wind begins to slowly breath her song
i stand under the sky full of stars
looking  at the earh with deep scars

what have we done to nature
who is as innocent
we have scared our future
with a devastating present

can we throw some seeds in the earth
where it will grow on its own worth
let me pray to the clouds  to bring some rain
as i wish to be a child once again

kislaya.copyright 2011

A poem by Unknown

रात को पता नहीं कोई गिनता है या नहीं

आसमान के तारों को योउ

कि कहीं कोई तारा रह तो नहीं गया आने से

सुबह को पता नहीं कोई कोई 

सुनता  कि नहीं सुनता 

कहीं कोई पंछी रह तो नहीं गया गाने से

 और दोपहर को वन भर पर दौराकर नज़र

 पता नहीं कोई देखता है कि नहीं देखता

 कि पानी सबने पी लिया है कि नहीं

 और शाम को ये कि जिसे जितना दिया गया था

 उतना उसने जी लिया है कि नहीं

This poem questions about the existence of supreme.

Is there any observer and care taker of this world.

How the nature balances with creation and death 

and this balancing act is pure unbiased.

Probably it is the only unbiased element in this world.

 

Mirage

Flying in the air
Or walking on the ground
Shadows too walk
I often find
Sometimes they talk.
And sing too.
But shadows don’t lie.
As we often do

Shadows do fall.

They don’t get hurt.

They, too, get lost.
In a journey of the desert
They hold our hand.
And stay at worst.
I am dead in mirage.

They don’t die of thirst.

                       kisalaya.copyright 2011

conviction

Conviction can lead us to the true path of God. 
Restless emotions seem like shadows of fraud. 

I believe in myself; these are not just words. 
These are those kinds of birds of love, faith, and hope. 

My heart remains full of joy
 as sorrow melts away, and some feelings are better shared than stored. 
Expression finds its own way. 


What more can I ask from life when there is so much to give?

When I truly find myself and believe in life, I live.

kislaya reservoir, 9 march 2011, copyright 

timeless

I traveled a lot.
traveled in time.
My feelings, seen unseen
remain mine.


My splendorous presence
beautifies moments
I need not say...
Love shadows and forgoes
Travel for those
who want to know
and silence for those
who want to sense
kind to those
who often plea
and beyond that.
It's timeless for me.


kislaya.c copyright 2011