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A crazy poet, a creative writer, an occasional blogger, a dreamy dancer to the rhythms of Bharatanatyam, a passionate 'Art of Living' trainer with a penchant for Meditation, a perpetual learner of Sanskrit, a hobby graphologist, a boring Software professional .... I am all that life has ever thrown at me so lovingly and continues to!

Cry of the Green

I am the last tree on this wounded limb of yours, Oh Mother,
Can they wake up to the havoc they’ve created, at least now?
They’ve slayed me, they’ve hurt you; as though it’s all sacred,
What more are they waiting for: to erase me and you off the scene?

You offered them your land, they turned it into an arid patch,
You gave them water, they wasted and ravaged it beyond match,
I gave them life, and so much more, because you said so,
They gorged me for things unnecessary, never heeding to my woe

Do they imagine the repercussions coming, once I’m gone?
Can they even visualize something called life, if you begin to decline?
How can they so royally ignore you and your agonizing moan?
Will they ever realize that it is you, who gave them a chance to breathe?

 Why are you still keeping mum after all this, Oh Mother in disdain
Ask them to act soon or show them what it is like when you go insane !!

-- Savi Savitha/- 

Heart of Gold

They said she has a heart of gold,
She kept wondering what they meant;
That it's precious enough to be pure and rare all the time,
Or that it's brittle enough to break and melt anytime!

-- Savi Savitha/-

Monopolies of the Heart!


She had realized that her habit of jumping into people's lives whenever they needed her inspite of all the pain and troubles it caused is letting them take her for granted. She decided not to let it become her weakness anymore. She had learnt her lesson the hard way.

Days later, "Can you please do this for me?", someone asked her.
"Sure, why not?", she said without a second thought.
She had learnt the lesson. Her heart, had not!

-- Savi Savitha/-

Devoid

A moment devoid of devotion is a moment wasted;
A minute devoid of smile is a minute wasted;
An hour devoid of fulfillment is an hour wasted;
A day devoid of Meditation is a day wasted;
A life devoid of Guru is a Life wasted!

-- Savi Savitha/-


Wheel of Time!

Past: Though I'm gone once for all, I hurt, I regret, I create melancholy, I miss.
Future: Though I'm yet to arrive, I'm anxious, worried & uncertain.
Present: I'm forgotten, ignored, taken for granted. Yet I'm always right here!

-- Savi Savitha/-

Sands of Time

Tiny little grains of sand,
How I tried to pick them all;
What a fool I was to think
That I can seize them as they crawl...

The more I tried to clasp them tight,
The more they rushed to slip away;
Those were the ceaseless 'sands of time'
Meant for just a glimpse 'n gone forever!

-- Savi Savitha/-

ಸಂತೃಪ್ತಿ

ನಿನ್ನ ಮೋಹಕ ರೂಪವ ಕಂಡ ಈ ಕಂಗಳಿಗೆ ಇನ್ನೇನೂ ಕಾಣುವ ಆಸೆಯಿರದು,
ನಿನ್ನ ದಿವ್ಯ ಚರಣಕಂಜಗಳ ಸೇವೆಗೈದ ಈ ಹಸ್ತಗಳಿಗೆ ಇನ್ನೇನೂ ಸಾಧಿಸುವ ಬಯಕೆಯಿರದು,
ನಿನ್ನ ಅಮೃತ ಪಥದಲ್ಲಿ  ಹೆಜ್ಜೆಯಿಟ್ಟ ಈ ಪಾದಗಳಿಗೆ ಇನ್ನೆಲ್ಲೂ ಸಾಗುವ ಅಪೇಕ್ಷೆಯಿರದು,
ನಿನ್ನ ಪ್ರೇಮದ ಪರಾಕಾಷ್ಠೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ಮಿಡಿಯುತ್ತಿರುವ ಈ ಹೃದಯಕೆ ಇನ್ನಾವ ಪ್ರೀತಿಯ ಒಲವಿರದು,
ನಿನ್ನ ಪರಮಾನುಗ್ರಹದಲ್ಲಿ ಕ್ಷಣ ಕ್ಷಣವೂ ಮೀಯುತ್ತಿರುವ ಈ ತೃಣಜೀವಕೆ ಬದುಕಿನ ಇನ್ನಾವ ಹಂಗೂ ಇರದು !
     
  -- ಸವಿ ಸವಿತಾ/-