Dr. Ashok Chakravarthy Tholana’s poems

Desperation

The doors of love

Slammed in disbelief,

Forcing me to suffocate

In search of a way out.

The lone string of hope

That’s your love….

Finally left out of blue

Leaving me astray

In a spell of gloomy sphere.

Desperately though I try to explore

The prospects of meeting you;

Impatiently I wait,

Expecting a fortune-filled love dawn.

Tomorrow will definitely dawn

But there cannot be another day

Where memoirs can once again rejoice

The sweetest delight of delights

That’s ‘our memorable love relation’

A spiritual insight

As a moth gets enticed by a flame

And reduce to ash within no time;

The flames of never-ending desires

Engulf our mind with devastate fires.

Under the sway of enticing illusions

We destroy the very discerning vision;

Stuck-up in the mire of ignorance, yes

We assume passions as vital existence. 

Unless the inner-self is rid of passions,

Unless the fickle mind is rid of illusions,

The stirred-up and perplexed thoughts,

Cannot break the strings of allurements.

Why not we realize the merit of human birth

Awaken the inner-self, that’s utmost worth;

Bestowal of an enlightened glow in heart’

Enriches our vision, with a spiritual insight.

Quest for awakening

Night descends

Full moon ascends,

The swooping thoughts

Pouncing moments;

Chained by ego and desires

Heckled by mundane fires

Likewise is fleeting life

Imprisoned in grief

Yes, freedom is something

That’s linked to awakening.