THE WORD MIND

Words!  Words!  Words!

Entangled in them

And endlessly suffering

The word - mind! 

BORN AGAIN- HEAVEN

Across the vast  expanses of the sky

The light of wisdom dawns

All distinction vanish

No path  ! No destination

No  ten directions !

Deep within!

In the deepest hell

Attachment whithers

Devoid of anger and hatred

Heaven is born again! 

ZOMBIE MIND

Puppet of passion

Dancing to delusion

Chasing desires

Fulfilling urges

Entangling, craving, falling!

Endlessly!

The zombie, seeking, mind! 

THE MIDDLE PATH

Attachment idealizes! 

Hatred demonizes!

Somewhere in between

Covered by the fallen leaves

The lonesome road meanders !  

ONE TRUTH, TWO LIES

One truth, two lies; I believe!

One truth, two lies; my philosophy!

One; the truth of impermanence

Two; the lies of trust and hope

Sailing the insatiable sea of impermanence

On the fragile boat of trust and hope

I may or may not reach my willful destination

But in true happiness; I shall live,

And in true happiness I shall die!  

Tied down to the rock of self pity  

Grabbing desperately on the straw of my ego

With no trust or hope to pull me out

Will I not surely drown, in fatal misery?

So my mind says, dear friend!

One truth, two lies; I believe

One truth, two lies; my philosophy!

ENTANGLED STRIFE

Tricking, mocking, forsaking!

The Other and the self!

Lost to greed hate and delusion!

Entangled within, in all this strife!  

Just to cling on, to this evanescent life? 

FISHING NET OF THOUGHT

In the impatient sea of the turbulent mind

The drifting dragnets of thought wander

No fisherman to tug; no weights to guide

Lost in their own entanglement

What fishes of happiness can they guddle? 

FADING DREAM

In this fading dream of life

Sleepless I wander

Knowing very well

He who clings to the mind

Will only rot faster!

MURKY MIND AND CLEAR WATER

Oh murky mind lost in self contemplation!

What’s with all of this confusion?

What is all of this inner conflict about?

Look at water!

Look at water and learn!

Water knows no colors

Water knows no form

Water knows no exclusive right way!

Yet it fills the shape of every bowl

And flows away when the time comes

No form or path, does is cling to

No permanent stain or color does it carry

Yet shaping and giving life!

Essence less, yet the essence of everything!

How clear is the water!

 How clear beyond all confusion!

Oh murky mind of mine, be like this clear water

When the storm is raging and cold rain pours

Oh murky mind! Just let it fill and let if flow!

THE DAY EXPECTATION DIED

The long season of disgrace and drought is over

For today, with the falling rain drops, a new era has begun

The flood gates of the soul have been finally opened  

And euphoric waves of joy and happiness overflow

My sorrows drown and bliss fills the air

For today is the day, my expectation has died!

With expectation gone

Every moment is a blessing

Every day is a gift

Every problem is an opportunity  

Hope doesn’t hurt, when its lets you down

Love doesn’t it kill, when the wind blows away

Oh how splendid is this life, without this monstrous expectation

How splendid it is, to let it go!

FALL FROM EDEN

From joyful fountains of Eden

I have fallen into this hell hole of today

Oh, what venomous fruit did I bite?

Innocent I was in love and life

What wrong footed twist of fate

Has led me to this serpentine misery!

With tied up hands I yearn to swim                   

While this whirlpool of my mind churns me  

Oh what divine hand shall reach out to me?

Reach out, and raise me from the dead!

                                                                                               

LURING GREEN

Luring mountains of lavish green

Greener pastures of expectation

Lurking wolves and sleazy foxes

Innocent lambs grazing

Black sheep masquerading

Venomous serpents in camouflage

All for some juicy blades of grass!

PAINTING A DIFFERENT CANVAS

Painting a different canvas today



With the fading colors of yesterday

Stained faces and tainted ways


Same worn out  brushes and the old rusty strokes



Patterns of the past and waning colors of hope



Oh, what picture can you paint?



When your brush is sticky, and your colors fade! 

TAINTED GLASS SHATTERED

Through tainted glass I view the world

A tainted heart I see

Through tainted glass I see the sun

Let tainted colors be!

Through tainted glass I raise the wall 

A tainted life to be?

Though tainted glass may clear away

But can a shattered ever glass be?  

EMPTY HANDS IN A FLEETING WORLD

Never was I born, to die today

Nothing has changed, yet nothing stands still

With empty hands I let my suffering go

Within flashing dreams of this fleeting world

Pleasant is it for everyone, when the new spring comes to pass

When chains of love drag me to my empty grave! 

JEWELRY FOR MY CORPSE

Naked I was born; naked I shall die

All adornments in between

Are all but entanglements

Mere jewelry for my smiling corpse!

HOW MUCH ME

How much brighter must the sun shine, to  see in the hidden shadow?  

How much clearer must be the mirror, to see the sadness in my soul?  

How much violent must be the anger, that dares to hurt Me

How much bitter must be hatred, that finally kills Me

How much molten must be lust, that lures to melt Me

Torn between the void of empty spaces and faces

How much deeper must my love be to love once again! 

VENOMOUS WINE OF ATTACHMENT

Drinking from the foamy cup of evanescent life

The venomous wine of attachment!

How sweet is the taste of the luring sip?

How sweet is its first after taste! 

Yet with every gulp after; every gulp your crave

As the stealth of the venom blinds your heart, and cripples your soul  

Pangs of suffering choke your mind!

Oh drunken soul of mine!     

How intoxicated have I become!

          

          

Intoxicated I am in fear and love

Intoxicated I am in passion

Intoxicated I am in sensual pleasure

Intoxicated I am in experience

Tell me, oh drunken soul of mine

If existence is merely a vivid dream

What more can be of mere experience?

WEEPING AT THE PALACE GATES

The palace gates remain open, and the royal garden lies deserted

His tired horse has returned home empty; his head still  hanging low

The queen in weeping, and the king couldn’t show

His little boy slept, little did he know!

His wife’s sad eyes say it all, but her tears couldn’t flow!

Oh great Siddhartha! What sorrow has descended upon your family!

Seeking happiness and wisdom, must you leave your home!

What luring torch of truth that you will find

Can make you leave your love behind

What wounds of suffering you seek to soothe

Can make you forget your son’s innocent smile

What strength of heart, and what mindful determination!

Can make you win over the mighty tricks of  Mara  

Oh great Siddhartha!

Did you weep when you left the palace gates?

CRAVING HEART

How can the mighty ship of happiness set sail  

When its anchored to the rocks of memory

How can the fumes of sorrow be extinguished

When the  fire of  self-pity burns into misery  

How can the roaring waves of conflict subside

When the winds of expectation are still blowing

How can the river of compassion flow

When its hindered by the dam of selfishness

How can the carpet of self control be woven

When the loom of mindfulness is broken

How can the cage of attachment be opened

When its still bound by the chains of desire

Tell me dear friend! How can a wandering mind be free?

When my bleeding heart is still craving!