Friday, 13 September 2013
GREEN ENLIGHTENMENT
Curly dark clouds embrace the
southern sky
As the rain drops kiss the moistened
earth
Rippling smiles spread across the
newly formed puddles
As the perfumed earth fills the
air with fragrance
The trees sway to the tune of the
moist wind
And the dust settles and the dirt
is washed away
The glossy leaves attain green
enlightenment
In this rejuvenating shower of
paradisiacal bliss
My besprent heart silently blossoms!
LIFELESS ROCK
Labels:
Emptiness,
Enlightenment,
Kensho,
Rock,
Still life,
Zen
DEDUCER
A WORKER'S PRAYER
Oh Lord! Benevolent and merciful!
Make me realize this dream!
Scurrying through the busy
corridors of life
Let me not trample, on someone else’s!
While being caught up in tending
to my own wounds of worry
Let me also feel, the pain of those
in endless suffering
And let me act, with patience,
love and compassion
Ascending up the ladder of your magnificent
grace
Let me be free, of the tainted
stains of self-conceit
Making decisions, opinions and
conclusions, in daily life
Let me tolerate, differing points
of views
Irrespective of the caste, creed
or community; action or capability
Let me respect everyone equally
Acquiring, executing and distributing; in the roles I play today
Let me be free, of greed, pride
and prejudice
And in all actions I intend,
choose or do
Let me uphold the hands of
justice
Walking this lonesome path of
green pastures
Let me break free from the chains
of passion and delusion!
Oh Lord! Benevolent and merciful!
As I rush through another day of
my evanescent life
Make my dream; my ultimate
reality!
Saturday, 31 August 2013
SAIL AWAY
This port you are relishing today
is only a temporary halt!
Your destination is far away
And the loving seas still beckon
you
Don’t be seduced, by the colours of
this foreign land
Don’t be lost, in their hypnotic
music
This mystical paradise is all but
an illusion
A mere trick to steal your mind
Don’t built a castle here on this
luring shore
When your home is far away across
the ocean
Why gather and hoard; when
you can’t carry anything aboard
Oh! Striving mind!
Wounded by the jagged rocks, chasing
foamy pleasures
Don’t you see, this shore is not
your home
The tide is right and your home beckons
So cast away the anchor of your
ego and sail away
Oh! Striving mind!
Sail away on this everlasting
voyage of love!
Monday, 19 August 2013
SWORD OF WISDOM
PLASTIC FOSSILS
Oh mighty mankind!
Can’t you see the doomed horizon?
Can’t you see your numbered days?
Still warm from the pantry of the
primordial soup
With selection, variability and adaptation
You humbly entered this treacherous game of
natural selection!
From growing organelles and spines;
to limbs and brains
You have indeed come a long way!
From tree trunks and dangling tails
Clubs and spears and torching fires
To guns and bombs, and even medicine!
You steadily scaled this evolutionary
ladder
Yet! Oh mighty mankind!
Why have you not learnt to love one
another?
Stuck with single minded simplex
minds
Clinging to the delusion of the ‘self
‘
Driven by the pleasures of the
present and proximal
Gathering with greed, and fending
with hate
Your narrow bread basket of self-interest!
In this colossal game of the Survival
of the fittest!
How long can you remain the
formidable?
Sentience, person-
hood and
consciousness have blessed you!
And have made you rise above the shoulders
of the rest of nature’s creation
But by the virtue of having grown a
head; a head full of gyriform grey intellect
Is it not your duty to sustain the helpless
body of life?
With eyes to see beyond the chin;
minds to think in anticipation
And intelligence, even to offer
self regulation
Why is it still, you keep chewing
at your own feet!
With teeth ragged with selfishness,
digging into your own rotting flesh
Drinking the contaminated blood off
your very own frail neck
How long can you hold up your
pompous head?
Having pushed, the all embracing
planet to this very sapless brink
It’s not survival of the fittest;
but survival of the sustainable
That can save this bleeding planet’s
fate
Oh mighty mankind!
Learn to love, and learn to live!
Before it’s too late!
Learn to sustain the rest of
nature’s creation!
For a sixty million years from now
When sentient lizards shall again roam!
Only your plastic fossils will speak!
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