Collapsing castle

Castle I built has developed cracks
May turn me naked where protection lacks
For any time the cracks on walls
Will destroy the castle and all effort falls

Unaware I was while building
Feeble castle I am developing
Now I discover skeleton was right
Weak bricks I chose and they failed to hold tight

Inside castle effortless was flow
Once it collapses I will face the blow
Like a tranquil stream in all its quiet
Encounters a cliff and falls down the height

There lies an ocean down the cliff
Swimmers here survive grappling tough tiff
Courage I should harness, swimming I should learn
Again build a castle very stiff,secure and stern.

Dawn of the day

In the approach of devilish storm
Seeming to affect in every form
Its myself, I'm afraid of most
Devoid peace, I may turn into ghost

Uncontrolled beast,if I remain awhile
I will drown deep in pessimism pile
With no drop of hope, I remain dry
For every hope drop is squeezed when I cry

I can pay no heed to the advice of another
For its solely my voice Which makes me bother
It roars stability, I should ensure
Non devil it is, better the cure

Withered layer, this storm peels away
New and pure part will stay
Dumping waste old methods at bay
Again rises the sun, at the Dawn of the day.

Lost Self

Deep you are drowned
Making no sound
Missing you are 
Your reach seems beyond

Your absence turns rope to snake
Illusion it is but never appears fake
For, with your light clarity you've taken
Shallowness galore, identities mistaken

In colourful illusions is my flight
Later I land in a miserable plight
And in vain I search for you
There you appear like a bolt from blue

But, you're just an awareness
Drawing disturbances to stillness
Immensity of "I don't know" you consist
With the quest of "Who am I?" you persist.

My Consciousness Creator

Your lap is where I cry out all my worries and become empty.
Your embrace, it confirms me enduring warmth and unconditional love. 
Your kiss, it provides bliss and sweetness that is incomparable to anything in world. You know every bit of me. You understand things untold. I am an innocent child to you always. In your cradle of care I want to abide forever. The purest form of love is yours- infinite, unselfish and unconditional.

Its said all attachments and relations are illusion, but I find yours real. I don't believe any God exists other than you, for you are, "The consciousness who gave birth to my consciousness." How grateful I should be to you Mother.. it is certainly unfathomable. 

Eliminated illusion

Intimacies when depart

With people close to heart

Offers agony totally apart

Single you were together was the thought

Crack surfaced, above thought it fought

Crack and thought, in between was i caught

Isolated entity I am, yells a voice

Roars another, with equal intensity

Illusion is the crack and high is its price

In contemplation lands this conflict

The place where every speck is lit

Devoured are delusions, not refraining a bit

With its head high, here the truth prevails

If the connection is unfeigned, it says

Incessant is intimacy and ever it stays

Self spectator

Silently, I merely watch.
The cocoon, struggling to hatch.
Inside the shell confusions entwine.
Yearning for freedom and bright sunshine.

I hover in pleasure
I suffer in fear.
I swing on moods.
Nothing endures, mind again broods.

In pleasure not totally present.
 In fear not totally absent.
  For a part of me, in spectator, it resides.
 Despises duality, hopes, in unison it resides.