More things to see and hear Than ever before in history Yet man is not contented What is it that he seeks? Certainly, happiness But to what avail Unhappiness is his lot More often than not And if its causes are sought The roots lie hidden within In the very seeking of happiness Away from … Continue reading Self-inflicted (NaPoWriMo – April 4)
God supposedly said “Let there be light” Which makes me wonder What was there before? Darkness? Which makes me wonder How did God find his way In that darkness?
No eye is dry Until one accepts The moist eyes. No tongue speaks Only the truth Until suffering Teaches it to. No heart loves The Other Until it realizes It too is the Other.
"The life of action need not be renounced. If you meditate for an hour or two every day you can then carry on with your duties. If you meditate in the right manner then the current of mind induced will continue to flow even in the midst of your work. It is as though there … Continue reading Ramana Maharshi on Renunciation
“April is the cruellest month” Wrote Eliot And yet here I am Contemplating writing A poem a day In this very month And, God forbid If reading my poems Proves Eliot right.
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Hi Folks, As of now, I am going incommunicado (I know it is April 1, but I am not writing this to make you an April Fool). God knows for how long. Life anyway is a dream, so it is not of that much importance what happens or is happening in our lives. Remember, our … Continue reading Going Incommunicado
Krishna, Buddha, Jesus, Muhammad Were indeed blokes extraordinaire But, why did they deliver messages Seemingly different in many ways Or, are you and I getting it all wrong And, in some strange mysterious way They are speaking the same language Who knows, because if they were Will there be such warring factions Both in theology … Continue reading Messengers of What
Let me serve you these words As Wordsworth used to do I can think of ways less apt To present the Truth enwrapt Like as in prose or a dissertation Which to heart have less affiliation When in the deep depths of silence Or in a baby's innocent mumbles One comes face to face with … Continue reading Poetry as a Vessel for Truth (Lines written on World Poetry Day – Mar 21, 2018)