Casually
Casually

Casually
Without importance
Into this world arrive

Without splitting
Or choosing

As if the breeze should steal
Into the garden without a flutter
Of leaves

Arrive unannounced and leave
Just as soon
Without a ruffle

As a wave should rise in a still pool
And melt in the quietude
Ever so lightly

Depart even
As you arrive

Pariksith Singh

Pariksith Singh is, first of all, a poet and a philosopher, though not of any academic mould. He has evolved, and is still evolving, his own philosophy of life and work which he has been articulating in terms of his very personalized poetry and equally personalized medical practice.

Whether healing a patient, running a business or writing a poem, Pariksith Singh is always looking for that “perfect expression of the spirit in matter” – and this is P. Singh’s unique and consistent signature in all his works.

P. Singh’s literature is the articulation of this “inner quest” for the spirit’s perfection in matter, and therefore an expression of the eternal struggle of form (matter) to attain the supreme fluidity of content (spirit) and content to attain the perfect expression in form.

Ouevre

The Future of Indian Poetry

Prose by Pariksith Singh

Indian poetry in English is flat. There is no depth. This was my impression when I read some anthologies edited by Pritish Nandy few decades ago. This remains my impression...
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There was a Girl I Loved Once

Published Books by Pariksith Singh

Released on August 15, 2018 Available on Amazon   Excerpt Her smile was sky Her touch was earth And everywhere I turned With eyes of blood I saw her face...
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Faiz Ahmed Faiz: The Neo-Classicist

Prose by Pariksith Singh

Last night, your lost memories came to me As spring steals into the wilderness As the morning breeze skims the desert gently As a patient finds solace without cause These...
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Anthology

Sky-Bird

Poetry by Pariksith Singh

To fly Is to be The infinite space To rise Into openness The vast opens as I My love of transparence Fills me now To flesh and marrow The journey...
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आज हमने फिर से एक कमाल का करिश्मा देखा


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Poetry by आज हमने फिर से एक कमाल का करिश्मा देखा

आज हमने फिर से एक कमाल का करिश्मा देखा ख़ुश्क, प्यासी, तपती धरती के सीने मे, अचानक पता नहीं कहाँ से कुछ बादलों ने ढ़ेर सारा बारिश का पानी उढ़ेल...
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Ink

Poetry by Simran

Speak, sing, write, act Till your voice can no more And your face can’t twitch a muscle And your hand cramps and becomes sore With blisters and splotches of ink...
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