disguise.[osi]

' light '

the night consumes my existence
just a quaint nothingness
flickering echoes of my mind
like a chant voice your name

but through the blackness i see still
your myriad hues of love
the mutational colors of life
in undisguised beauty

as this lonely moonless darkness
a blessing in disguise
an absence defining the glow
of the light i crave for ..

/original/z.g.

gift.(osi)

' the page turns '

this light
no prisoner to the moon
the night stabs me
with a whispered tremor
of reflection
silhouettes of sensuality
dance
with the flowers & seasons
of your being
no price attached
no transaction this
just an endowment
a jewel hangs
from black eyelashes
you read a page
from erich segal's
love story
in resonance
with different autumns..

/original/z.g.

never ending.(osi)

'never ending'

it has all the names and no name
no clock ticks to no dimensions
merges happiness with sorrow
inside the senses but beyond

smaller than nano yet immense
how was it born when will it die
tied to belief still free of it
it is inert and kinetic

becomes the form and the formless
at once manifest and hidden
exists in life and lifelessness
an expression lighter than light

sought after yet seeking to be
at one with the infiniteness
constant in the momentary
unfathomable eternal..

/original/z.g.
{~ideas of the 'brahma' or the eternal~who was, is and always will be -from indian theology -[vedas,puranas,upanishads,the bhagwad gita]-the word-'an expression'-is brahma}
/reference:
Frawley, David. “Gods, Sages, and Kings” Salt Lake City, Utah: Passage Press, 1991
Frawley, David. “Astrology of the Seers” Twin Lakes, Wisconsin: Lotus Press, 2000 /

gold .(osi)

sunflowers and callendulas
let this gold sprout,spring and blossom
drink and dance on the flaming hues
what hummingbirds what butterflies

memories like a retriever
fetch the spinning frisbees of time
they wag a golden tail and bark
to fill silences with fondness

a sundowner's glowing amber
sipping the dusk till it is dawn
a river of gold becomes the bridge
across the night and sees it gone..

/original/z.g.

Serendipity.osi

'Serendipity'

Café conversations
Day to day contemplations

See?
See through
The insinuations of colors
Hear the bossa nova
Of the giggles
Changing step
With the aromas
Dancin’ around

Try
to Feel
The inexplicable touch
Of warmth and tenderness
(alluded to as life)
Cradled
In the palms
Of affinity

Willingly
One
Sips the brew
This ink
Never dries
I savor
The yummy taste
Of someone’s poem

Looking for expressions
I find life..

/original/z.g.

fleeting .osi

'fleeting'

Got caught

In this quirky circumstance

Of the unlit alleys of distraught emotions

And unexplained phobias

Where drowsy eyed 'gators of depressive thoughts

Yawn wide open in their readiness

To gobble up an entire being

Where wave after wave

Of hushed,hypocritical corporate conversations

Sound like deafening cacophonies

Where you become a kid once more

Wanting to cling to someone

Or something that's never there

The day after a school shootout

Where closed mindsets decide what 'good' is
Which is actually not

Where..the colossus of gigantic business interests

Feeds on a collection of puny little solitary dreams

Like a whale devouring those shoals of tiny fishes

Where.a.tight lipped, hawk eyed jury

Chills you

To the marrow of your bones

For an opportunity that you lose out upon

Where relationships are deemed to be investments

That fluctuate with current price indices

Yet somehow

Out of this 'black hole'..

My thoughts and ideas escape

Like unchained,playful bumblebees

And butterflies seeking to interact with wild flowers

Me?

'nother faceless nobody

Trapped

In the fleeting twirls

And the crazy swirls

Of an ephemeral whirlwind

Inside my TV..

/original/z.g.
[from an earlier draft]

autumn.osi

'autumn'

swollen pumpkin dreams turn to frost
choreographing the loneliness
bare limbed trees mime abstract dance forms
one shaky leaf enacts the fall

summer leaves a different color
this rusted brown amber of wine
see his sad alcoholic eyes
just the autumn every season..

/original/z.g

:footnote~
{:before assuming the pen name " zoya"// -noun:fem:_ [ internet sources ~ translate "zoya" as-life-alive- "searcher"- or God's gift-] //- i had penned ~ ages back~ [in college] my first ever ' poem? '* in english~between then and the commencement of my blog in feb 2008, i had not written a single poem - none ( in english).~{"do not write poetry if you can help it"is a quote i like to remember.. this sombre (scribbled at 17) 'poem?-'autumn memories'*-posted > here(click)] - could make u laugh!~(incidentally, i'm born to hindu brahmin parents ,with a liberal mind set :.ref :long time ago question by Geraldine[MPP] "like ur first name"- 'zoya'~ (-it holds no religious connotations)- }
{ps:{sep22-12.14am IST}the said poem? 'autumn memories' can be read at:
http://peerpressurized.blogspot.com/2008/02/autumn-memories.html.-thanks.}