BATTLE OVER YOUR NAME

Darkness fills our days

There is dust and smoke everywhere

There is no light in the sky

With smell of freshly let blood

Fear fills the air!  

Oh Lord! Benevolent and merciful!

Don’t leave us to battle over your name!  

CRAZY LOVER

I am no Muslim, I’m no Buddhist

I’m no Christian; I am no Jew

Neither am I lost; nor have I found the truth

I’m Just a crazy lover

Seeking my beloved

I am in Love; that’s the only thing I know!  

All you faithful can fight over ideas

But dear friends

Just let me love in peace! 

COURT OF SANCTIMONY

In this court of sanctimony

Where ego wears the crown

Ministers of attribution

Mislead the distractable jury!

Blaming the neighbor for its own manufactured misery

As the naked truth is buckled up

While it’s the crown, that should have faced the fury

But it’s the poor man who carries the cross!

While the feeling of knowing runs amok

Claiming victory over the highlands of truth

Queen Memory elopes with imagination

And comes back gravid with confabulation

As the orphaned reality is led astray

And misbegotten confabulation claims the crown

The court is lost in the bliss of self glory

As the country as a whole runs aground! 

In this court of sanctimony

Where the jester wears the crown

Tell me dear friend

Who else is left to call the bluff?

UNSAID TRUTH

The book is on the study table

The blessed pages are turned

The sacred verses are read

 The holy lines are remembered

Even as the light illuminates the open pages

The revered truth remains unsaid! 

GOD IS LOVE

Listen friend! What are you fighting about!

In this day of enlightenment

Why do you still crouch in medieval darkness!

Take away your blindfold of hatred

And see the world with eyes of love!

Throw away your divisive thoughts

And embrace the truth of love and compassion!

For God is all around you; god is all within you;

For God is manifested! God is Love!  

In the mystical dervishes of the Sufi

In the lotus position of the yogi

In the cross and the Calvary

In the holy ashes, and the flowing Ganges

God is all around you!

In Mecca or Jerusalem; Kasi or Gaya

Every man has a heart; and every heart has a spark of it!  

The  flame of everlasting love!

As the same sun shines high; in both the wilderness and in the green pastures

Jehovah and Allah; Hari and Shiva

Aren’t they but different fingers pointing to the same sun?

As the sunshine of love fills the heart of a true lover

What else is God but Love! 

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!

ONLY YOU

The Blue Mosque - Istanbul 

I have sailed the seven seas, and traveled across mountains and plains

I have read the wisdom of the ages and of myriad lands 

I have tasted the nectar of truth from every flower of faith

Yet in my soul searching journey, I did not find myself

I have looked everywhere and sought answers from the heaven and skies

But everywhere I looked for my soul, I found only You!

In the deepest chasm of my soul, and in the warmth of the morning sunshine; I find only you

In every nook and every corner of some busy street, and in the fearful darkness of the winter night; I find only You

In the dew filled blossoms of spring, and breezed up leaves of autumn; I find only You

In the face of every passer by; and in every bird painting the evening sky; I find only You

In the pain and happiness of some unknown man; and the untold sorrow in another land; I find only You

Oh Mysterious one! Words and concepts fall apart to silence to fathom thee!

Oh master of my sentience, player of my consciousness; doer of all that’s done!

Let my humble soul be filled with you!

CLIMBING UP THE WRONG TREE

Climbing up the wrong tree of religion

Yet, rooted in the same soil of humanity!

The man on the other branch, is he not your brother?

Fixated on the colored fruits, hanging in your own branch

Intoxicated on the pompous drink, of self-righteousness

Blinded to reason; but driven by heartless passion

Is that why, you cannot really see!

It’s the same old bark, and the same holy tree

Brothers of the same seeds  

Forever in arms, if we really choose to be!

Clinging to the colour, of some illusionary fruit

And fighting over the fragrance of their blessed flowers

If all your life is lost, in the pointless rituals of one mighty tree

Tell me dear brother

Can the mind really be free?

LAZY LIZARD ON THE TEMPLE WALL

Oh lazy lizard on the temple wall! 

What makes you grip and not fall?

Is it faith that moved the mighty mountains, that holds you?

Does the gravity of desire, fool you?

You scaled the wondrous wall to worthy heights

But creep back to cracks and corners, when not in sight

With valor and stealth,  you stalk your flying prey

But to the lord of the flies must they pray?

With ritualistic precision you lash your faithful tail

Yet, with the mere shadow of fear, you drop it off your trail

You strut around with pride, and hum a chesty tune

 Unaware that, dusk follows the dawn of  good fortune

Don’t you  know oh lazy lizard !

That you own not the wall,  that you proudly crawl!

Sooner or later, it could be your turn to fall!

So, when water washes away your footprints from the temple wall!

Oh, lazy lizard! What will you grip to, when you slip and fall?