Hobbies - Kishor Jagirdar

Into the world of the Moment and Beyond Momentary

Behold on one of the cliff of inner self,
As my spirit gazes the expanse below exhilarated in a spell
Gently stretching and flapping the wings of imagination
Leaping into the space to allow manifestation
Living in the world of moment
Soaring in the flight of empowerment
Discarding the realm of momentary
Embracing the paradox as an act in voluntary
Finding a new pathway to explore
In the hope of fresh life as heard in the folklore
Solo even if I must
As long as my heart feels it just

-Kishor Jagirdar

An Ancedote of Heart

Swept away by the tide of life,
To hide feigned laughter ,
Masking to have moved on,
the tears betrayed her silence,
in solitude as I stood holding her pulsating heart ,
as the universe melted away
The fragrance of her memories to comfort me
My eyes scanning the empty landscape
Sight of the trail left by the caravan
of our soulful journey in togetherness
am I the last person standing
As the world is in a rush to depart all around

-Kishor Jagirdar

From Me to You.......

To the Path Maker — Kishor Ka salaam
Many a path I have walked on
Only to find the endless road.
Towards the path I once went & then from It I emerged
Today I am the path – for I have become the Pathless One
Breaking all boundaries, all Paths Merge into Me
From the Land of Wisdom…Wisdomer is here to be !

-Kishor Jagirdar

The Iceberg Is Melting

In one of my sessions someone asked me this question very innocently.” why are we today torn in the society and divided so much soaked in violence? Is there a better place away from this ?”

I could only respond through this poem

Asked your question to the tree of life
Here is what came as reply

From the single breath sprouted the spring
The very essence of life in the form of water

Flowing all over the earth in mating playfully
In its path rose the seed of all geneses

Hugging and molding everything in its direction
Rocking gently the cradle of civilizations

From it emerged glaciers many
Rigid and hostile in memory

Romanizing ideologies in the divide
Grew many more as time passed by

Friction flew sparks when they clashed
As the True molecular form was forgotten deep beneath

When differences became unbearable
And the pain in violence sporadic

In resentment Mother Nature started to warm up
To shake off the clutter that now became a burden

In its heat the glaciers started to see their fate
Perish will they in the chaos

For the Iceberg is melting, Iceberg is melting
Breaking free from the glaciers

Eager to become water again
Piece by piece from the rigidity as we fall away

In its true nature will arise the missing thing
Only to HUG each other in oneness as we all sing.

Once more shall we be the free spirited energy
That once flowed over this whole universe.

Simmering under the light of truth
Will once more the song of love be sung

-Kishor Jagirdar

The Path Maker

In the trial and the test, let not failure overwhelm with the thoughts of giving up and surrender ; let not I be tempted to take the easy way out .Oh Lord! put me to this hardship, this churning ,this agony , this despair of unknown but hold me steady with the ray of hope that one day Sanity will prevail and I shall be victorious in the realm of truth.

Weather, weather away Oh boundless time,
In the endless pursuit of the search,

At every milestone I look back and see another phase of life gone by,
Deepening my anger at myself for having been so thoughtless,

Why didnt it reveal to me in its naked form,
Of all those years wasted away when could have been used to optimum,

Like a rodent busy borrowing away in the womb of earth,
While the life and its beauty was always beckoning me,

But I must strive for excellence
As I am destined to be the path maker

For when I am still around with the blessing of strength
my contribution to the world is ever expanding into the horizon

When I am gone
the horizon will still be as ever elusive

But the beacon of my work will
be like the light house to many a ship that is in the storm

That is the pain one must witness while carrying into eternity
Then will only the soul will be at peace with the “SELF”

The new born seek pratyaksha Pramana

-Kishor Jagirdar

Enigmatic Existence - A poem from a vagabond

From the cradle of this enigma
Myriads of illusionary pursuit

Unlocked my mystery,
through a keyhole.

Looked to an endless oasis.
Walked on the first sand
that is inside an hourglass.

Time stands as pillar of stone.
Moments are treasures,
and I am an island.

Made of elemental stones.
Makes me feel afloat

The void cannot create.
The void cannot make.

Whatever in creation prevails
Is without my knowledge nor consent

Outwitting the timelines
Mute witness to existence

A story too many to share
Under the sunlight blinding glare

-Kishor Jagirdar