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Today I learned that all is naught, and naught is all..
I have been seeking, unconsciously, unaware,
Only to learn that all that I ever wanted to be was a seeker,
Out ward lies but a pale reflection of the magnificent kingdoms that reside within,
And here I was seeking scraps amongst the ruins that the fake outside threw at me,
While the bounty lies untouched, getting duskier, murkier, and fading to be lost forever, without a trace,
With millions of padlocks of ignorant births vying to seal it shut, before my very eyes while I watched impassively mesmerized by the play,
how miserably blind have I been and how deaf,
To the truth hidden in plain sight, and the song of truth hidden in the silence.
How badly I have missed the pacific embrace of my maker, the liberating, exhilarating, peaceful.
Yes I have always had a feeling of being watched by a million eyes, which is spied through the corners of my own, and heard hushed muffled cries felt warm tears being shed every time I fell.
How many bewildering disguises exclusively designed to fool me?
What a fool I have been to think I was a nobody, when there is somebody as badly in need of me, as badly as I am in need of he.
He who cast me out of my perfectitude, into the microcosm of infinitesimallity .
Only to quietly but surely blow me back the way from whence I came,
Like a dry leaf moves so mildly in a breeze as though on its own accord.
His disguises fast wear thin as I see him in all, I shall catch him soon..
For him, I have long sought, he who taught me,
Naught is all and all is naught.

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Deathland

Rising steam from the ashen face,
		cast a shadow on the human race,
	In deadly darkness the night did soak,
	with the horrid stench of the devils cloak,
		head of evil, skull is the wreath,
		the air is full of fear, the fear of death,
	The world is ruled with a staff in the hand,
	the sea is dry 'n' theres blood in the sand,
		there is no way to leave this dreary landscape,
		from the deathland theres no escape............


MATRIX

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Journey of the Lonely Spirit

On a nameless moment in the vast expanse of endless time,
Something moved, and from the cacophony of chaos emerged a rhyme.
Thus began an epic journey of the spirit, of the unknown,
The seed of this universe, and many others, dormant, within, unsown.
Locked in the unfathomable depths of its heart were, stories,
No one could tell..Of places, even the imagination of man cannot dream of, under a creative spell
The spirit , untouched by the heat, cold, pleasure or pain,
Unblemished by the sun and unwetted by the rain.
Devoid of any shape or form any eye can see,
In a dream called nature, lying in wait, as sublime could be.
Journeyed across many planes, across ripples that make thoughts
Taking shape slowly, like iron on an anvil, blow by blow , when hot.
Found at last a dwelling place, like a star would for itself, in the sky,
A cradle, a home an identity, the awareness of I
Hiding in the deepest core of every living being,
Very subtle, oh, invisible , yet pervading every thing.
Giving all the gift of life, the blessing to survive
Thus arrived a new pawn on the celestial game board,
A creation that called itself 'me'..
On the illusive smoke screen that life is, who thought it can see.
Not just see, but, understand, own, belong and hold,
The power to control, to create, the power of sharp edge, and the power of gold.
Like the wisdom is to the wise, in its nature of the flame to rise..
Began yet another journey, destination unknown..
Up wards, light wards, seeking what needed be sought..
Through the darkness of ignorance, storms and whirlwinds of unsurety
Towards the maker , proceeded the made, stumbling struggling, tired, way-laid.
Through the thick haze of passions,
Through the crooked maze of aspirations,
Fighting, a desperate battle to save its sanity,
Bound and helpless like all ordinary humanity.
Clamoring for peace, seeking a place to call home and rest its weary head,
A place with the warmth of a mothers love, place in which to be remembered when forgotten and dead.
On a path with no name, and no known end in sight.
Then.On a rare moment of celestial favor , to the tune of serenity and divine grace,
The realization finally dawned, like a smile on a troubled face.
The goal was reached, then again..
Silence.. The end of a million tales, the fruits of patience and perseverance.
Knowledge ,peace, bliss pure and plain..
With the journey, ended the quest,
Satisfaction of a life well spent, a soul put to rest.

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What Did You Do

I still remember the day you stepped into my life,
			like a pebble in a still lake,
		and gave me a moment, a moment so dear,
			i could die for its sake.
		the waves touched me, where i sat quietly at the shore,
			thinking of you, your thoughts are a storm that grows  evermore,
		every gesture you make has that fine spark,
			which makes me think of you when its cold and its dark.
		i knew when it began, i was sure right from the start,
			its you, the one destined to rule all over my heart.
		its in my eyes , all you have to do is turn around and see,
			read my soul and come to know what you really mean to me.
		Every step we walked together is a golden footprint in time,
			i hear your voice in every whisper,every melody each  rhyme.
		it feels like sunshine when you smile,my heart begins to  chant your name,
		i had a wreck of a life, you came along and spoilt it iam  sure it never will 
                     be the same..           
			shh.... listen carefully, can you not hear the tune?
		It sings,.one day very soon it shall be just you, me and that  beautiful moon.
			the skies are clear,the wind is cool,the stars are  shining bright
			how I pray the time to stop,when we meet tonight..
		Its the wish I wish for ,the dream I dream,the calling of my  heart..
		All the distance and all the people may never do us apart..

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Unforgettable Evening

On a golden sun kissed evening we met on a hill,
Her looks were shy and laugh was shrill,
Her skin was fair, and her smile was a ghost,
And among the things I lost I miss my heart the most,
She stole my words and since, I have been trying to find,
Which cotton cloud she has been hiding behind,
She hides so subtly behind a screen, 
Of my words and thoughts, not to be seen,
Yet I feel her presence everywhere I go,
Gentle, ethereal, just a hint, no more.
She is in the colors that I paint; she is in the songs that I sing,
She is in everywhere, and she hides in every- thing.
The setting sun had turned her curly hair to crimson flames,
The evening shadows danced on her dress playing their games,
The evening breeze, blowing softly above,
Witnessed silently as I fell in love,
her looks were shy and her laugh was shrill.
I remember well the day. We met on that hill.

Best Poems Written by Aseem Desai

Yours Truly

Just One Look

Let Me Hear That Song Again

My Rain Fairy

Deathland Continued Epilogue

Naught Is All

Deathland

Journey of the Lonely Spirit

What Did You Do

Unforgettable Evening