Man-not-a-machine!

My heart beeps

And my blood conducts

the current of emotions

And

My brain declares

“Turning the world-

Into the Machines!”

 “The Sun got jammed

The Moon went low

The birds that flew

Sans the charge!

plunged into the deep unknown…”

Whispered my Robot-

In this hearing device !

"Hey,I am a "man-not-a-machine!!!"

 

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

CES-IISc-16-March-2012-4:00pm

 

Photocredits:

 http://acreativeuniverse.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/matt_dixon-12.jpg

http://acreativeuniverse.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/10/illustration-kazak-robot-painting.jpg

Being a Scientist !

Being a scientist

is more like

being a saint !

If encountered a menace

Tranquil! Stand!

No panic! No faint!

Aloof  from,

the slush of pleasure

You remain!

Cherishing

the questions-treasure

In your brain!

Being a scientist

Is more like

being a saint!

You are- no more you

But an owner

Whose house is on a rent!

 Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel “Hridayaninadini”

IISc-Ces-14^th March-2012-9:30 am

“On the way to be a scientist!”

An Abyss

When I am with you-

You complete me

I am a part of you

You are the World!

                           

But sometimes

I fear 
Confusion

That creates an abyss

Between you and me

Even a little distance, I abhor!

And this happened,

A chasm went fathomless

You went away,

For no reason!

I got many hands to rob these tears,

But

None of them

Was Yours!

Still I am delving…

 Now,

I remembered

How you helped me

In crossing

All the hurdles…

6

But,

I am full of tears

You flew away

With the flock

Lies in me, a mere hope!

How shall I,

Say you

Where I am!

        Completely         

Lonely

In this throng of strangers

Anticipating…

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

IISc-India-4:01pm-6th March-20"12"

A trial- Photography-cum-Poetry

Photoes:© 2012 Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel

Tossing the thoughts!

A Poem by Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

The coin flipped high…

Dazzling the curious eyes

Revolving…

Somersaulting…

And

Fell on the ground..

Twirled

With a clank…

A toe dancer!

He gazed-

If tail-

He

Had a tale!

And Head!

So,He

Moved ahead…

After all,

It’s a game!

He-

A dreamer by birth…

dreams- Aliyah!

A coin- a cachet for

Winning

And

Losing…

But

Each time, the loss

Escorted him…

Loss-

The only laurel wreath

of

the bankrupted mind…

No one lose

No one win!

Losers-

The valiant winners!

He march forth-

With a coin-

 A Head!

To be the Winner-

Of the lost game!

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel “Hridayaninadini”

18thFeb,2012, CES’s lab, IISc,12:30pm

India

“Hardest things on Earth, is choosing-what

That matters!”

Photo credits:

http://butterfly-theory.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/coin-flipping.jpg

http://www.gerasimon.com.au/images2/terra%20firma.JPG

© 2012 Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

Deluded Delusion!

“Fantasy” alleged:

I turned off

The light-

The world went dark!

I turned on

The light-

The world was still dark!

Was that-

The light-

 That veiled the veracity?

Or,

Was that-

The darkness-

That engulfed the truth!

The truth-

Of ‘Nothing’ exists!

Flowers-

Fragrances-

Melodies-

Voices-

                      -Are illusory!

Yes!

Still I was searching-

“No” for each ‘yes’!

I trust-

The beauty-if

A blind man describes

The Love- if

A heartless heart worships!

“Reality” whispered:

[Pulling the castle of cards-

Down-

From the distant sky]

"Perish- The world will

 A traveler next to you

You are lucky-

That you are, amongst the few

Few!

For, you know the truth-

The dark exists-

So does the light!

For, you know the illusion

Lies right inside you!

Yes !

and

No!

 They are the turns

That shall drive you-

To the fate!

An allegory-

Of delusion!

A mirage to

Those who loves to hate!

Hark!

A voice in You-

Chants a hymn!

The clamor outside

A delusion!"

 

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel “Hridayaninadini”

27^th-Jan-2012-1:30am-LHH-110-IISc-India

From Conundrum to Delusion!

Photo credits :

http://www.northernstarart.com/detail.php?product=6556

http://marcelgomessweden.wordpress.com/2011/07/03/fantasy-paintings/

© 2012 Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

Caught in the Conundrum !

“Splash-h-h-h”

And her lashes- Unleashed…
Her feet on the turf of azure!

Flabbergasted- She was...
To see herself-
Intertwined in the tapestry…

Enthralled by the rays-
Of a day
Or,
Bewitched by the darkness-
Of a night…

Dilemma!
She- a mystifying pendulum!

All- she knew,
Was-
A word!
The Miracle!

 She-whirled-on a toe!
Her arms-stretched
Toppled- an ooze
Rippled- an enigma!

She was in love-
Madly,
With the stars-
and
With the butterflies!

For-she knew-
Night must vanish!
Or
Day must die!

For her-to be with
The delusion of the star
Or
The anonymity of a butterfly!

A chasm-
In between-
Grabbed her in-
And …

Now- She is-
Caught in the conundrum!

 

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel “Hridayaninadini”
24th-Jan-2012-IISc-LHH-110-4:55 pm-India
Me-My bangles-red and black-dell-my thoughts-
A riddle!!!
 
Photo Credits:

http://www.cute-wallpaper.com/preview.asp?id=2959

Sisters :) :)

Here,

I smile to see you smiling...

Your smile-

A reason for me-

to climb

-these lofty hills-

It is pain-less

Bruised feet

and

these blisters !

When you are-

there-to

cheer up !!!

My Sister :)

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

to my heart-my sis-my ams :)

A Weathered Heart!

Dazzled!

She never went!

For what she felt…

Fragrance! & Foulness!

Yeah she agreed-

They can feel the same

For, she knew

Everyone does have a “heart”!

But-

She had one!

That’s too weathered!

Lost in the labyrinth

Of thoughts!

She gripped a thread

That guided her…

A thread of hope!

She sighed-

That day was different

As she saw the "Dark" Sun- yon on the sky-

Scared- She was!

He blessed her- the HEART of stone-

There she stands hard and calcified

...Yeah...

Every-time she agreed

for the delusion, she had-

from-

the bygones and the reminiscences...

Unleashed!

Today

Her "Heart” felt the buoyancy of a fur...

She learnt –

This way- the rules of life!

To win over the thoughts’ strife

Now-She is not what she was!

Rocks weathers

To the pebbles-

Rolls down and here

The Magnanimous Mud!

Mixed with the rains of tear!

A weathered heart!

Resist!

The bolts from the blue unknown

The dearth of love

The downpour!

Despite!

A Divine light guided her...

and her weathered heart! 

© 2012 Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel
Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"
LHH-110-IISc-1-12-2012
Entangled in the thoughts!

Smile?

With the clattering wheels-
‘I’ heard a wagon-
Passing by-
I rushed to the window- [Ragged!]
To see
The mounting sun-
And
As usual-
To see ‘him’!


‘He’ carried the oodles
Of the ‘stones’ to the cliff-
And
Sighed!
(Wiped off his sweats!)


His sweats as weary as him
Stumbled down
And vanished in the space!


Like every day…
One thing was common in him
He wore-
The same “smile”-
As he had in the bygone yesterdays-


I looked at-
His “smile”- that remained alike-
Despite of the hurdles-
He had-
Every day !


His “smile” was concealing!
The flux of pains & grieves
Still he managed to “smile”…


After all,
I never judged him
By his “smile”!

For me-
Smile is a hide-out!
For billionths of melancholy truths!


I never judged him
By
The zenith, he stands today,
the sweats, he lost
and
the pains, he masked!


I judged him
By
“The Dust”- he roused from
To the paramount!


Should I “smile”-
To veil-the fact
that- I am not smiling?

Vacant-went my lips!


So,
All I did-then-
Was-
I bowed
I “smiled”
                        -For him
And went my way…






Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel “Hridayaninadini”
2:30 am, Saturday- 3rd Dec-2011
IISc
Not all those who “smile”- are happy !

Photocredit: Marsha Elliot

http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Sanjeeta-Sharma/830905/