WHAT HAS BECOME OF YOU

What has become of you ! Oh My  soul!

Once a shining star in the sky

You had led me!

Now a flickering lamp

In the cold winter wind !

What has become of you!

Across mountains and oceans

Valleys and gulleys

You had  led me with delight

Now you left me stranded

Within the desert of my very own mind

What has become of you!

A prophet  you were, once to me

Now you have left me to drown in my own strife

What has become of you !

Fickle and petty

Selfish , hateful

A shallow heart full of spite

What have you made me into !

In the desire for freedom!

 Have you snared  yourself into this trap

This trap of you own making !

Oh ! How long will you go around in circles!

Circles  of greed, hatred and illusion !

Oh! What has become of you !

Have you  forgotten the sweetness Love

Have you  forgotten the warmth  of happiness

Have you  forgotten the clarity of wisdom

Oh ! What has become of you ! My soul!

What has become of you! 

NO HIDING PLACE

Birds of  desire fly over my  head



They no longer can nest here!

 

The winds keep changing directions



The  stream of life flows on



In this ever-changing mirage of the mind



Where can a soul hide !

ALLAH HU

Allah Hu! Allah Hu! 

Save this soul of mine!  

Wandering! Faltering!

Helplessly, I finally come to you!

I have read the scriptures

I have said all the prayers

But I’m still filled with anger and hate!

Allah Hu! Allah Hu! 

Help me get over this vice!  

Worthless   I am; filled with conceit

Self pursuit and self glory, blind me

Lost in this self made misery

Allah Hu! Allah Hu!

Save this lost soul!

I have read the scriptures

I have said all the prayers

Now I surrender to you

Allah Hu! Allah Hu!

Fill me with eternal love

Allah Hu! Allah Hu!

 Destroy my identity

Make me one with  You! 

Allah Hu! Allah Hu!

Save this soul of mine!

BARGAINING BAZAAR

In the winding  streets of uncertainty

 I wander  aimlessly in search of familiarity

Whichever  shop I  hesitantly enter 

There are but  strangers

Strangers selling  strangest of objects 

Penniless and empty! 

As I rush out embarrassed with myself 

The mind in me wonders  

Is that  really what I wanted ?

Once the rosy flush of novelty fades away ! 

What will I do with all the  strangeness 

 Penniless As I am; what will I offer in return ? 

How will I ever come to know !

If my lonesome heart keeps running away !

In life's embroiling, ever changing bazaar 

How long can i keep bargaining  with my soul ? 

SEARCHING FOR THE LAMP

The crickets’ creek in the moonless night

As the air is filled with arrant darkness

A lamp, lost to the emptiness

I search here in silent desperation!

Morning will be too late, I know

But what else can a lost soul do; but search in darkness

Through grasses and burrows; trees and mounds

Lamp- less and helpless

I feel and tap at every accessible terrain

Yet no glorious lamp I can find!

The terrain is too vast and my senses are too numb

I lament to myself!

What soul can I find in this darkness?

What light-less lamp can I find?

But when morning comes, and finds me searching

My time will be gone, and my show will be over!

As the sunlight of life finally engulfs my darkened soul!

Will I ever realize!  The lamp that I was searching for, was the one I had put out in my heart!

BANQUET FOR THE SOUL

Begging at a banquet

Daily bread, can you choose?

A madman in heaven!

To insanity you lose?

Sailing on drift wood

A free will  cruise?

A Soul for the lifeless

Oh what good, is its use!