The Cage and the Bird!

When my mind wants to stretch as high as the sky

and  my soul would move in as deep as an ocean,

When my voice needs to reverberate earth's every nook and corner;

and  my body longs for a space to breathe my life out,

Oh Mankind! Why did you imprison me?

into that clusters of tradition I didn't choose for,

into those chains of men I didn't opt for,

into the god-forbidden civilization I didn't ask for

and into the clutches of death I didn't seek for.

amidst domesticated minds is Me, the caged bird

waiting for the vault to open and the closet to collapse for I know,

Strangulated souls will be liberated by death! -

the death of narrow-mindedness!


Saravanan.

THE LONELY BATTLE !

Every sleepless night is a lonely battle for a restless soul. The past memories do over weigh the dreams of the future and in the process consume the present possibilities. The challenge for an amateur soul is to tie them all. For every question that comes from within, neither do we have a convincing answer nor a promising solution! 

Nevertheless, every night hides within it the adventures of a strange tomorrow. The beauty of life is perhaps to unravel this mystery and unwrap them one by one with an open mind. For such a soul will invite a river of life to flow into itself. The unanswered questions have the potential fuel supply for a prosperous future. Successful or not, when one day we become a tower of strength will we also be the light of wisdom for every ship-wrecked soul that tread our way.

Remember! This night will flow into a day; Contradiction now might turn into complementary tomorrow. For when the moon falls, the sun rises! Only for another night of unfulfilled soul to stare at you.

Saravanan  

Immortal Souls!

A year has elapsed; a dozen months have passed by.

Days disappeared and hours have expired into minutes.

Only to see seconds vanish and give time,

-a certain sense of nothingness!

Once people die, do they matter anymore? I wonder - Yet,

 They linger in our hearts like an evening song! - did they matter any less?

Some souls transcend time; their memories so engraved

To give human life, a certain sense of permanence!

A year has elapsed: a dozen months have passed by. – I know

I made the episodes leading to the consequential ‘me’.

 When events flow into each other; eventuality is inescapable.

Doesn’t that give life a certain sense of fluidity?

A timeless soul like you and me know,

Life and death carry each other in them.

Immortal souls don’t take them seriously. 
Oh dying me and the living you!

Heavenly Dad, the rest-  let’s discuss it there!

Saravanan Velusamy.