Moment

Its gone and over bury it
O my mind not wander
Its future not true yet
O my mind not ponder

All that is mine is this moment
zero and be one with it
All compassion let come from me
All suffering I can then hit

I'll live complete
In this one moment
And rest in peace
In this done moment

The Sun

The Sun rose in the morning
through footpaths
on the head of the beggar
It shone and woke him up
With another day for begging

The Sun rose in the morning
through sliding windows
on the curtains of a bunglow
It shone and woke the rich man up
With another day for riches

The roads of the two crossed
on a traffic signal when the beggar
waved for money from the
glasses of the rich man's car

The Sun shone on the coin dropped
in by the rich man
The Sun shone in the hands
of the beggar

The Sun went back in the night
It had given light
One who saw through the light
didn't sleep
One who slept through the light
got up next morning
When the Sun rose again
through footpaths and curtains

-Diksha Neel, 14th Jan 2009

Abstract

One pencil, one canvass and a sketch
A sketch of thoughts that are abstract
Thoughts that only the painter understands
A painter who himself is far abstract

A rushing wind takes away the sketch
And drops it somewhere when its tired
The sketch takes form and goes on and
On to the one who longed and desired

Love can put life in abstract
Love is power that can make it alive
Then the rushing wind dare not touch it
Life is the only thing that can it drive

-- Diksha Neel, 9th March 2008

Me

I am a dew drop on cold winter night
I am a wave of oceanic delight!
I am a feather singing songs on breeze
I am a bird that's chirping on trees!

I am the rain dancing on earth
I am the mud then bubbling in mirth!
I am the sand sleeping on shore
I am the moon lover longing for more!

I am the free-flowing paddy's husk
I am the walk in darkening dusk!
I am the music of dulcet guitar
I am the fun of speeding car!

I am the grass ornamented with snow
I am the sky's garlanding rainbow!
I am a lightning sudden and bright
I am the zenith, topmost of height!

-Diksha Neel, Feb 2007

Palbhar

Mirror

I look at myself in the mirror
and see how I feel inside looks
Love and deceit trickle down my eyes,
insecurity wrinkles my brow
Silence shatters with a roar of cries,
eternal void then casts a throw
Shadow of yesterday won't let me breath
and my heart won't let you go!

When eyes start hurting
and weeps subside
When body gives up
and I can't look anymore
I put the mirror aside
and bury my face in darkness.

--Diksha Neel 5th Nov '05

Bizarre

It looked real-
the drawing on fog
settled over window pane

Behind locked doors
bizarre shapes took form
lux started to wane

The door needed the key

--Diksha Neel Nov 2005

Summer Rain

The day was hot and dusty
My heart tired and thirsty
Walking in Sun exasperated
Value of my pearls, I debated

Miles I walked, pearls in hand
People saw them with minds in sand
Said, "Not pearls, just stones collected"
Cheek bedewed, my heart berated

Glorifying Earth when came Summer Rain
Sparkled my hand and sparkled again
Deep deep down bent nature's troy
Wet my eyes then beamed in joy!

Diksha Neel.........March 7,8 2006