A learner has to know
what he wants to learn
Subjects are many
as are the waves of mind
Mastery of one is difficult
master of all we can’t be!
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A learner has to know
what he wants to learn
Subjects are many
as are the waves of mind
Mastery of one is difficult
master of all we can’t be!
Learning a few lessons
scholars we acclaim
How cheap are degrees,
cheaply won by rote
Imbibing not life
mere theories we memorize
Storing data in mind
scholarship list we top
Learning few basics
integrated knowledge we lack
True disciple we require
not a hoard of scholars!
Those who live in past
Forsake their present
Mortgage their future
...a thought on daughter's birthday......
Taking sabbatical siesta in the sojourn of life
Dreaming a smile (-ful) memories in the lap of life
I am dousing in the twilight of fleeing dreams
Awake, ‘am fumbling in confusion, find not my ‘self’!
Am I in the dreams! In the dream of dreams! Still groping in ‘me’!
Who I am? A dream or a dreamer! Both are pleasant emissary
In whom I am drowned in my siesta, dreaming, dreaming my lost ‘memories’
Lo, behold! There they are, in my ‘little’ self, the child of our love, the relic of my ‘smile’
I revere in ‘me’; both revel in the gift of ‘present’—the child of our destiny!
PAIN
I searched left an right, high an low
Every nook an corner
(But) When I woke up
I still was searching my lost horizons
They stared me back
Dared me to confront
How meekly I sought
Refuse in them
Only to find stiletto
In my back
I wreaked in pain
They enjoyed the scene
In pain I wreathed
They poked my wounds
Years in pain
Hooked the sadistic in me
I joined their game
Reveled in my misery
Now I enjoyed, they reeled
I made merry in pain, sorrow ‘an grief---they rebelled!
Pain of separation, grief of deceit
Pierce the heart, wrecks it apart
How adoringly I tended my nursery
Love watered their roots
My luck had its day
Destiny mocked maliciously
Bitter were the fruits of love
Cancerous their growth
What promised me heavens
Landed me in hell!
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Oh! Pain, how sweet you are!
Take me into your lap, rear me as child
Lull my senses, drowse my feelings
I love even thy paramours, grant them their boon
Tie me in red ribbons
Dye me in their color finish the game
Oh! Mother earth; grant me a boon- would you!
Ac-curse me so, I leave no imprints
Enough is enough, I say good-bye
Till eternity I bear not
Fruits of seed an wither away-in ignominy
Pain, ailments last with body
Turmoil of mind are borne by conscience alone
Why carry their burdens
Wayside dregs they are
Gross decays with death
Mind is sieved with intellect
In joy they are merged in
Bliss is the ocean they are immersed in
Reap oh! Mind, the fruits so churned
Thy Original home seeks ye
Past is dead wood
Swimming in the stream of present churning in quick sands of future
Every thought-word-deed is in consonance with our past
Present- shapes their direction
Future- would be tailored
Every act, word, deed
Become redundant
If not sustained by present
Saving them from oblivion of past
Iron will is the panacea!
Roots deep in earth, ego goes sky high
Naïve are those, who fall prey
In transit we are
Transient is our lot!
Mind, oh, mind retracts, leave the low
From high you came, high you go
Source is the destiny, retract the footprints!
That which is not shared- is PAST
Standing on the brink of past
I plunge in future
By-passing present
I recover in past
Whatever is acquired is to fade away
Nothing lasts forever
Old gives way to new
Latest becomes past
Knowing is science, ‘n experience is knowledge
In the ashes of past
Are hidden our fortunes
In the dead we live
In the foregone we aspire
Why repose in past
Which is gone
What is live is present
Its exit is future
Oh! Man, rise from past
Greet the morrow
Weep not for the gone
Many full moons blink ahead
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Roots deep in earth, ego goes sky high
Naïve are those, who fall prey
In transit we are
Transient is our lot!
Mind, oh, mind retracts, leave the low
From high you came, high you go
Source is the destiny, retract the footprints!
Desire
‘I’, ‘an i are homes of soul ‘an sound
i abodes the mind, roams the cosmos
‘I’ is the cause behind their creation
Desire fosters the mind, nourishes its ego
Identifying with creations, directionless they become.
*
Man’s Ultimate
The ultimate, man
aspires in matter, material ‘n wisdom
(is)Life in machines,
Insight in wisdom!
All burdens cast off, lightly I travel
His name on lips, Journey of life is traversed
New person shall greet the morrow
New light is promised; greet the morrow!
Harm not; keep away the mind
Praying to Him i will master the mind.
***A Ray
In purity, I was born –
in perfect (mental) state I enthralled
As life rolled by
I amassed worldly moss
Hatred, envy, anger
were the pass words
Fury of passion I spew
These were home to me
I reveled in them
Jewels of my crown were they
Satan incarnate I was
None thought me
otherwise
Lo, behold!
An orange robe
Appeared in the smog of my mind
Fluffy hair, majestic gait
on lotus feet
He walked
Melodious voice, adoring person
Love emanating from
each pore Destiny placed me at
- His lotus feet
Changed I* was
born anew
Past absolved
new beginning was made
His grace transform diehards
New values sweep
“em afresh
Birthly condition
I was branded again
His name in heart,
I end the journey of this mortal-self.
*human-being
Man/Machines
Man made articles decay with time
Nature’s creations fare no better
Man’s creations are insentient
Nature’s pulsate with life ‘an love
Man emanates bad odors
Nature wades in fragrance.
*
(When) machine becomes conscious
life (will) flow in them
Supra-conscious (ness) of “spirit”
love of human heart
Their transfusion ‘ll infuse
third gender life
Intelligence, wisdom would fall apart
machine culture shall reign supreme
Human wisdom cast aside
parallel nature be erected by machine!
Precious life expended in process
cycle of evolution extended far beyond
Child of nature has consigned his destiny
in the hands of his tools!
Man creates machines
not to become their tools
Machine may help man,
(but) not to overrule
Wisdom in man subordinates
intelligence in machine
Machine may become conscious
-‘ll ever be bereft of love
He is divine
His creation lacks It
He attains his Creator’s level
merges in Him again
His machines decay like nature
bereft of love is their destiny.
Love
Fangs of love pierce the heart
Pangs of love bloom it
Love enhances love
Expands like space
It subsumes all
Its scent envelops all
Compact (-fied) in One
It merges in another
Self is absolved
New unit is born
(If) it is shared not
Envy takes root
Jealousy consumes all
Passion strikes manifold
No holds barred
It is free for all
Those who hold back
Are destroyed forever
Those who revel
Enthrall the hearts forever.
Sensual love entwine the body
charged passion drops it dry
Love, compassion, sublimate the body
Pangs subsumed, longevity assured
Love recharges the depleted cells
In eternity one roams, pervading in all
Hate brings grief
Love springs joy
Anger makes enemies
Love unities them all
Pride creates barrier
Love merges hearts
Passion defuses relation
Love immerses all.
Beloved/Master
One who enlivens life of others
Himself is engrossed in darkness
One who enlightens others life
remains submerged, in effulgence Supreme…
Soul-mate
Bodies remain apart, still the union
Minds wander away, still the kinship
Souls existence identified, still Over-Soul
In diversity, there is union always
Human ingenuity-
Nature’s magnanimity
blend together
usher rich civilization
Imbalance in their chemistry
produce freaks of nature - human demon!
When moment of reckoning comes
death knocks at door
Audible enough
Loosen the grip on life
ties, bonds suffocate the
departure
Life gone by, brings pain
future aspirations bells fear
Holding onto life,
future is an exercise…
Accepting with grace
what is inevitable, is
the fruit of life long
sadhna(spiritual discipline) bestows!
Accepting what is real, rejecting unreal
Illusions harbor desires; harbinger of sorrow
Unrequited desires, bring delusion
Unreal creates unreal shells---cause for pain
Acceptance of real, removes fanciful desires
Past - future bonds vanish
Peace of fulfillment reigns
Grip on Life
Unloosing grip on life, unfurls freedom
Body loses tension, flight of mind stilled
No fear, no apprehension, one is at peace
Lone he came, lone he goes…
With cascades of fragrance, he leaves
Upheavals chisel his spirit, uplifted he feels
No regrets, no remorse, no doubts any more
Smilingly, he leaves the scene!
Cause Effect
Life is not cruel!
fruits are those one reaps
of deeds, misdeeds, follies an frolics
-monkey mind’s prank…
Why regret harvesting that we sow!
Aspiring as ours, what belongs to others
A fool digs in emptiness, of his own making!
Selfish lives for selfish fulfillments!
A karamyogi (doer) enjoys his fruits
he lives to give, spurning distastefully fruits of others
Give, that belongs to us, accept not of others
donating what is rightfully others
is like giving fruits of nature, which are, already, for all!
Beggars lot is truly deplorable
extending hands before others
poking in the coffins of others!
Giving nothing in life, expecting everything in return
what a foolish equation, against natural dispensation
tit for tat, cause-effect; are the doles
we should expect in grace!
Promised lands of heaven
are reserved for those
who invented them
Enshrined in them
images of their choice!
Vagaries of mind
delusions of fantasy
Are super-impositions
imposed by sick minds!
Barren riches, useless wealth
are junk sans nobility!
Man hoards all
death, ugliness spreads
Nature gives all
Beauty, fragrance it bestows!
Duty vs Rights
Momentary gains often prove disastrous later on
Important is not that which is profitable to us
But what is rightful & also good for the society!
Claim not for your rights, without discharging the duties
We owe debt to parents, society, and nation
Not only for our life, but the sacrifices they made for us
Not once claiming in return their due remuneration!
Gratitude is the only obligation they expect
Give in lovingly with complete surrender!
Relationship
Relations do not bind
create divisions
each cell divided
each part becomes whole.
*
Disorders of mind
half-baked intelligence
are the worst unsought companions
commonly found in evil mongers…
Evil streak in man
Faults in nature
have disastrous effects
Humanity has to suffer
for no ostensible reasons of their own!
Happiness & sorrow have source in unfulfilled desires
Bliss baffles logic, rationality
---it being causeless
Its source is in the depth-less Self!
Sans self!
*
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Atman is the soul of scene -
Whether one is metal, machine
Or plastic of one nobly imagined,
It credits God and heaven's light
To see the sky, or view the night
As all the lights of God ascend.