Obligation

 You asked me to come and I said yes

I said yes as that is what I am supposed to do 

And then we came and you showed excitement 

Yet a discomfort obligation was seeping through

I went home and called you in few days

And said you come over next Sunday

You said yes and I faked excitement 

As I was returning the favor as I was supposed to

This exchange of favors and Karmic entanglement 

Crazy cycle of obligation continued for  years

An exchange of favors, niceties and expectations  

I am sure it was boring thing equally for you 

Yet we engaged by societal pressure 

To attend those parties weekend after weekend

I wish I stayed home and read my books

You must have missed your creative times too

Such an energy no pleasing to me

And I am sure it was not pleasing to you as well

So let’s stop this waste of energetic exchange

As there are so many better things for both of us to do

Praj101

Lata Ji

Blessed by Roots

And so much grace

You came on earth

To transform music 

And with it 

To transform people

With your soulful voice 

And innate simplicity 

You reached to millions

Not just through your voice 

But also with your character 

That taught us 

How to live with purest intentions

I am sure

You won’t care for a bit 

For this formal glory 

At the end of your time

On earth here

Yet this outpouring of love

That your soul must have felt

Would bring hues of so many deeper connections 

You have made with us here 

With a service like this 

Lata Ji

I am sure 

You are resting In Peace! 

Praj101

Regression

Like a pale decaying leaf

Swirling deep down 

With contemplative agony 

Holding so tight to ground

A sad and mad wind

And even shorter days

A comfort in disharmony 

With its odd whimsical ways 

I stay here for a while

Enjoying  this depressing comfort

A contemplative safety 

In a dry & a dark humor

And once I rest for a Day

Or Months or Years per say 

I grow a little warmer

From colder inner fire

Then blossoms a spring of hope

My soul is ready to explore 

So I sprung out of my shadows 

To reach towards my source

With a swirling swirls of joy

Friendlier hands holding me tight

I don’t even feel shy

In this happy & colorful sight

Yet in midst of these glorious 

Bright and light surroundings

I sense a loss of self

When I step out of my boundaries 

So now it’s time to hibernate

Rest is calling me out

I go back to my inner cave 

As darker just feels right 

This is how cycle circles

With no end in sight

I grow and regress some more 

In these cyclical times! 

Praj101