Category: Poetry

My incorrigible heart

My incorrigible heart

Sunset at Powai

It’s dusk, that miraculous time of the day
The sun has set on the other side of the bay
Children are shouting, laughing as they play
Birds are hurrying off to where they stay
Pious individuals are bowing down to pray
Labourers seem happy to receive their pay
The Sky looks like a pink rose bouquet
As if His creation, He has chosen to display
If all is so beautiful, why does it seem grey?

Can someone explain to me the reason why?
Is it because beauty is in the beholder’s eye?
What if the eyes are soggy and not dry?
Does it mean everything that’s seen is a lie?
Do the eyes then simply deceive and defy?
Showing a caterpillar, when it’s a butterfly?

When I asked someone who’s wise and smart
He said, it‘s not the fault of eyes, but of the heart,
which beats irregularly when it’s been torn apart
Behaving like a computer that needs a restart
Distorting images to look like a weather chart

So next time, I see grey at sunset or sunrise
I guess it won’t be such a big surprise
That my heart is the culprit, and not my eyes
It is my incorrigible, stubborn heart that denies
The gifts God sends me through the skies

~© Manoj Khatri~

A million ways

A million ways

-I-
You say
you don’t understand
The way I feel for you
Listen
to my soul’s whispers
You’ll discover
something grand

You say
You can’t believe
That I love you so much
Listen
To my heart’s beats
you’ll fathom
and perceive

You say
you can’t comprehend
Why I love you
Listen
to my irrationality
‘cos all reasons
I transcend

-II-
I don’t know
WHY
But I do know
HOW

I love you
in a million ways

I know it
when I cry
tears of joy
till my eyes
run dry

I know it
when I fly
so high
my soul soars
into the sky

I know it
When I feel
blue
thinking of
a pained you

I know it
when I rejoice
on hearing
your voice

I know it
when I long
to see
that smile on your face
and your inimitable grace
that sparkle in your eyes
in absence of any guise

I know it
when I long
to hear
your laughter
and when I hear it,
Oh! The joy
I feel thereafter

I know it
when it doesn’t matter
What you say
I still feel the same way

I know it
When I pray for you
intense and deep
each day
as I wake up,
each night
as I sleep

I know that
I’ll never run
out of the ways
Even after a million
nights and days

So there, you see,
if you ask me to,
I’ll be able to supply
a million “how’s”
but not a single “why”

~© Manoj Khatri~

Candour

Candour

My friendship is not a favour
Nor is it a fleeting flavour
It is a lifelong promise
An oath of eternal bliss

My fidelity is not coerced
Nor is it an act rehearsed
It is an urge intrinsic
Like truly inspired music

My love is not an obligation
Nor is it a fascination
It is a choice I’ve made
An instinct I obeyed

My dream is not an illusion
Nor is it a conjured delusion
It is a glimpse of the imminent
A preview of the blessed event

~© Manoj Khatri~

Waiting

Waiting

I am waiting
silently
carrying love
in my heart
I am striving
patiently
while we’re
far apart

I am weeping
frequently
as I miss you
every second
I am thinking
constantly
when will my soul
be beckoned?

I am struggling
hopefully
with faith
as my prop
I am dreaming
wakefully
that someday
yours fears will stop

I am praying
fervently
to win your
heart over
I am living
knowingly
that I’ll wait
for you forever

~© Manoj Khatri~

Harvest

Harvest

The mind’s garden is fertile
As we sow, so shall we reap
A good seed produces a smile
A bad one makes us weep

Resentment leads to anger
Prejudice promotes hatred
Fear is a synonym for danger
Guilt kills before we’re dead

Doubts raise uncertainty
Envy is the root of pain
Blame generates toxicity
Is there anything we gain?

To avoid a harvest of weeds
We must plant noble seeds
Like those of genuine love
Blessed with grace from above

Love dissolves all sadness
Helps us deal with madness
Wipes away all the gloom
Causes the garden to bloom

So what would we rather breed,
A love seed or a hostile weed?

~© Manoj Khatri~

Beyond here

Beyond here

Am I afraid of death?
No, I am not
In fact I am eager
for it
to take me away
To the unknown
From where I came
I am eager to cross over
To the other side
Which is my own
Where physical boundaries
Don’t limit me
Where I can love
And be loved
Endlessly
Where no one says
Till death do us part
Because we never part
Where love is not contrived
No meanings are derived
No, I am not afraid of dying
Death is a friend
It will take me
to where I belong
Where no fear exists
Where
I can lie all day long
in the lap of my beloved
And dream without fears
and tears
I don’t fear death
In fact
I fear life
Yes, I am afraid of living
alone, without loving

~© Manoj Khatri~

Infinite soul

Infinite soul

My lifespan is not eighty or ninety
…but eternity
‘Cos I am an aspect of God’s beauty
…and infinity

The Earth is simply a playground
…it’s unsound
My purpose here is not time-bound
…but profound

As I live here with a body and a mind
…not inclined
My soul knows the task it’s assigned
…all defined

~© Manoj Khatri~

In search of myself

In search of myself

One day I went missing
As I began searching
I kept reminiscing
Where was I last seen perching?

I knew I needed help
So my friends I sought out
But no one heard my yelp
Could no one hear me shout?

I looked everywhere I could
All corners I explored
But my efforts were no good
How could I be so ignored?

I turned to the last resort
And started praying to God
Maybe He’ll be my escort
Did He and I make a good squad?

When we finally traced me
I was sitting in HER heart
Cosy, smiling and free
Can’t I live here and never depart?

Can’t I remain lost?

~© Manoj Khatri~

Writer’s block

Writer’s block

Words are absent
Doubts are present

Ideas disappear
Thoughts interfere

Pages remain blank
Feelings play a prank

Mind is confused
Actions are refused

Soul’s lost its voice
Left with no choice

Life seems locked
I’m positively blocked!

~© Manoj Khatri~

When I first saw you

When I first saw you

When I first saw you,
My soul ran to hug yours
Though I kept staring,
Worried about social uproars

When I first saw you,
My heart skipped a beat or two,
While I looked poised,
I kept thinking what to do?

When I first saw you,
My mind rejected my heart’s plea
But my soul knew
I was born to love you amply

When I first saw you,
I knew it wasn’t the first time
As my soul remembered
memories from another lifetime

~© Manoj Khatri~