Wednesday, April 29, 2009

The 'SO' called God like this-The 'SO' is ME ;-)

"In search of the so called GOD"


He may be the best,
But forever he's just the quest.

Someday you find the answer to the quest,
Now there is nothing left but the mist.

You continue the tracing,
Coz you just don't know where the hell [may be heaven ;)] he's staying.

You think he's playing,
But the typical 'He' might just be a saying..!

Often he keeps changing,
Reason so simple 'He' is not a thing.

Finding him is a never ending race,
Coz he never stays.

So for now the unanswered quest is Him.
But you find the answer n the place just grows dim.

That was Him n He grew dim,
Now you call the reason for that as Him.

Moved the time n passed the season,
Somehow you figured out the reason.

One more quest pops in your mind.
N you are again blind...! [As usual;)]

Infinite quests you can't sum up or total,
That's the very reason He's called" The Immortal" :-)


-APOORVA CHANDRA
28/04/2009
6.41pm

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

ಅಗೋಚರ

                                                          ಅಗೋಚರ




ಸುಮ್ಮನೇ ಕುಳಿತಿರಲು ಮನದ ಬರುಭೂಮಿಯಲಿ ಬರುವ ನೂರು ನೆನಪುಗಳ ಹೆಸರು ನೀನೇ..!

ಆ ಹೆಸರ ಹೇಳುತ್ತ ಮನವೆಂಬ ಮಾಯಾವಿ ನುದಿಸುತಿಹ ನೋಡಿಲ್ಲಿ ಈ ರುದ್ರವೀಣೆ..!



ತಿಳಿಯದಾದರು ಎನಗೆ ತಂತಿಯ ಬಲವು,

ರಭಸದಲಿ ಮೀಟಲೆನಗೊಂದಿಷ್ಟು ಭಯವು.



ಇಂಪಾದ ಧ್ವನಿಯೊಂದು ಬಾರದಿದ್ದರೂ ಎಂದೂ,

ಧ್ವನಿಯೊಂದು ಇದೆಯೆಂಬ ಸಾಂತ್ವನವು ಮನಕಿಂದು.



ಮುಂದೊಮ್ಮೆ ಹೇಗೋ ಇಂಪಾದ ಧ್ವನಿಯೊಂದು,

ಮೂದಲೂಬಹುದೆಂಬ ಆಸೆ ಮನದಂಚಿನಲೊಂದು.



ನಿನ್ನ ಸುಂದರ ನೆನಪುಗಳು ಕಾಡಿರಲು ಮನವನ್ನು,

ಸುಮ್ಮನೇ ದಿಟ್ಟಿಸುವೆ ತಂತಿಯನು,ಮೇಲಿರುವ ನನ್ನ ಬೆರಳನ್ನೂ.....!
 
                                                                    --Apoorva chandra

THE MUZIC

                                             THE MUZIC


Thoughts that enter the mind when it's blank is 'YOU'
You are the notes of my guitar which is brand new.

Donno the strength of the strings;not that i'm blind.
Just a scare to play it hard,somewhere in the mind.

Music is something which i'm unable to make.
But i'm happy "there's some sound which isn't fake..!

Still i don't think this as absurd.
Hope is still alive some day the music may be heard.

Whenever your sweet memory winks,
I just gaze at the strings.....
                .........N at my fingers too...:-)

                                                             --Apoorva chandra
                                                               1.03.2009