#quotes and musings

The Waste Land – Written by T S Eliot is considered as one of the most read and most discussed poem of Modern Literature. 

Its sad that the scenario is the same this year.

            Eliot was much impressed with the Hindu Upnishads. He ended this poem with

“Shantih, Shantih Shantih!

The Real YOU

 

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The Real YOU

 

Oh, so desperately I want to see the real you.

Oh no, not the facade, the real you.

No,not the fake you.

The unpretentious, unpolished you.

 

The YOU, with whom I can talk without being conscious

The YOU, to whom I can bare my vulnerable heart

The YOU, with whom I can take a leap of faith

The YOU, to whom I can talk about my hidden fears

 

Please be that YOU

Please . . .

 

 

 

 

 

The Rain

Water Droplets on Gray Textile

 

The gentle pearl-grey wind entangled my hair a little more

The sparkling moonlit raindrops drenched me and my soul to the core

That ecstatic moment on a sandy shore

I love, I cherish and really adore.

 

I loved the aroma and loved the touch

The sand melted under my feet as such

But I felt peaceful inside and outside

That beautiful night I really adore

When I walked with him in rain on that sandy shore.