the Elan of all beings..

“Oh Sati! my Shakti, Where art thou!

You left your abode, my heart

now all seems to fall, into pieces

a million shards of glass is now

my heart, that was once yours

thats now no ones

why did you leave the heart that loved you

why did you choose death over my side

for my darling you were beyond insult

you though Daksha’s daughter

is more his mother

couldnt you forgive that goat headed child of yours?

as an errant child who speaks what he knows not?

Why did you leave me to foxes of despair

as my soul is eaten away by scavengers of grief

where art thou my Sati

Come back to me, just be back to me, with me, within me”

Aham brahmasmi

Tat tvam asi

Your existence was my desire

My completeness was your existence

Rife with sorrow of incompleteness

i danced around with your mortal body

all around the world

for the earth’s eyes to heal

Goddess of goddesses, more beautiful than all apsaras

I named you after my kisses, my Uma

but thou arent anymore

and so i dance, dance till exhaustion

dance with the grace you showed that never existed before

dance with the love that i never realized before

i sing my lungs out, the syllable of Om

while i smell the fragrance of your hair

that undying fragrance that shall forever haunt me

for eternity

shall i suffer the loss you unwillingly inflicted on me

How must it have pained you

as fire touched that soft supple fair skin of yours

I am to blame for your suffering for

It was I created fire as a tool of my vengeance

I became the scourge of all evil

And now, I am burnt by the very fire that boils between my eyes

Why does the world stop spinning

The stars stop shining and twinkiling

Why is time freezing before my eyes

Why is now becoming an eternity

Why were the times i spent with you just plain effervescent memories

But those that i suffer in your absence are nothing short of eternity

Relativity, i say must be taught in schools for the world to understand

A bit of what i suffer.

Laugh nature, at me for all you want

Humor is but one man’s sorrow being another man’s joy

Where are you, the most beautiful part of me

Where are you, The one who made Rathi go with jealousy, green

The one whose Lasya sent the Apsaras of Indira to shame

Whose sword skills, made the wills of asuras quiver with fear

You whose face is brighter than the full moon

Whose heart is softer than the petals of the pink rose

Whose bosom, fuller than the cotton flower

You who were the temple of my soul

You left me,

Soulless.

-hantan