फिर से मिलकर खुशियां बांटेंगे..
मिलकर गम में भी मुस्काएंगे..
रह गए जो धर्म की उलझन में..
तो जन गण मन कब गाएंगे ..??-
Is my mind a chameleon?
Should it be?
Do I succumb to their opinion
And make it mine...
without reflection and regard?
Or do I shape the vessel of my mind
With thoughts that elevate me?
Wouldn't I be opposed,
for taking the unpaved road?
Do I live a hermit then?
Do I have a choice,
in the choice that I do not have?
-
Innocence and honesty kept the hermit secluded from the felons.
-
He being the hermit
Roams around the darkest forest,
She being the healer
Heals everyone she meets
The night they met
Twin flame
Tied them
Into togetherness.-
Our love is on fire
Because my darling
You aren't my desire
Deep into the sapphire
Our love is on fire
Because it has shed
Its pyre
I'm the ember
You're the spark
Our love is on fire
Let's light up this world
together
Because our love
is on fire
You are demure
I'm a hermit
Together we become
Musings of solitude
And paint the empty
Sky with full of glare
Because our love
is on fire.-
Should I Change My Name,
Or Should I Hide Your Name?
Or Should I Just Leave All The Memories
And Become A Hermit?
-
My solitude and I
Sing the songs of seclusion
Meanwhile the unsung words
Fall on a piece of paper
They danced with their own blare
Resulting in myriads of snippets
It was all serendipity
Which turned a hermit into a poet.
-The Ecstatic Pen
-
Hermit~The Sage
To the trees again, the fallen leaves adhered
with the arrival of a sage with an elfin beard.
His soul guards the perilous gates of truth,
his skull preserves knowledge
and spirituality sticks to his every tooth.
Wit stained mouth delivers words of wisdom,
sharp eyes look for insights
and legs walk on grounds of optimism.
His hermitical mind takes him on sunlit hills,
where the golden hands of sun
bless him with extreme light.
Brilliant yellow shimmers in his inner shrine
compelling darkness to shriek in plight.-
"We need someone to confide in us
when we go wrong, with the combinatorial permutation of being the spoilt Conciet or the model of cascaded perfectionist, a Hermit."-