Sarvesh Kulkarni

Into
some scattered breaths
of bygone moments…
Into
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the blue tinge,
of the fallen petal,
seized by the ambience,
gathers in the vastness
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Moments come and go,
Leaving their footprints upon my path.
The ambience that surrounds
Completes me.
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The mist hangs in the air,
like some long lost remembrance.
Dawn takes birth,
in the wake
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Hey…

I am lost
in these alleys
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The entire expanse-leaf of ether, thrilled,
with one dewdropp of eternity.

The sunlight of infinite life,
...

the ineffables hide your splendour,
and words mar your purity.
my expression of you,
lies in the vulnerability,
...

in the footnotes of my existence,
some unutterings,
clasped to my chest,
I weave as the distant image,
...

I see along the horizon, a distant cloud,

still, with a sense of contentment,
So purely white,
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A poem is not the crowd of words
But the expression of the scattered Ineffable.
It is the overwhelming of a truth
Amidst the ruins of fact and fable.
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They call me names,
They call me poet.
I am a simple fragment,
Of a forgotten thought,
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The night
Spilled a thousand scars,
Bathed in its moonlight
Of indifferent repentance.
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Spread your palm
and place me on it,
softly like a dew-drop.
Close your fist
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On the cross-roads
of eternal being and
momentary indulgence.
of ultimate infinity
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As I gaze into your eyes,
I delve into your being.
Travel in your overwhelming vastness,
in hidden spaces,
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eyes,
that grope for a meaning,
to seek the universe in itself,
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In the destroyed essence of the flower petal,
takes birth Shiva.
and in the creative beauty of bud,
Brahma destroys himself.
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A stuttering silence,
and some doubtful words.
a voice,
congruent with the wind’s whisper.
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A subdued silence,
stretched over the corners of the universe.
A silent cry,
of some uninitiated imagination…
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…and drenched in the incompleteness
of my own cognitions,
its you that I’m overwhelmed with.
and overdone with my own
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