PEACE OF MIND

Looking back and seeing me,

Mostly hurt and then in Peace.

What the passing time has taught me to be,

Is not more than being 'not to be'.

Always thinking of Love, I am

Wondering, how the Universe be,

In a moment, in me and in infinite beings,

A moment of enlightenment and in the next, just a glimpse.

Living and dying at the same time,

When I see the truth but not knowing, how to define.

It’s like showing love to an always unwanted man,

And showing light to an ever blind hollow man.

The Truth, The ever-knowing Truth

And the feud, the ever-growing feud

Are learned and unlearned to fuse, to fuse

The moment of present and the grandest Truth.

When I see the feud I close my eyes

And I see the Truth clearly defined.

But when I close my eyes to see the feud,

I know the world has a very limited time.

Finding Self.

Even while walking on the most crowded street
My heart beats like a blank sheet.
Each body while crossing me
Imprints their words unseen
I went back where the thought of me begin,
Where I, a thought brought
The cause of my life to cross
And now the blinded me search again my beginning.

My birth, that takes place within each pure breath,
And die with each heart-beat that beats for self,
I reside deep down in selfless you,
And flourish if watered life by you,
Blossom through your deeds
And suck dry on your greed.

I am the self you all long for,
I am the reason for your soar,
I am the reason that your mind has a place of distress,
And I am the eternal satisfaction, if quest.

Going Beyond.

What body and mind have molded to see?
A past shadow of me now wandering free,
Like I have become a living purpose of else,
And nowhere have I existed within the boundaries of self.

A thoughtless mind thinks with a purpose
Not of me but at the wills of others,
Vision that sees through every eye,
Light that illuminates inside all insights.

Like free-will of a stone I penetrate,
And the sun’s calmness in its jubilant phase,
I journeyed as atom and commemorates
The Natural Glory of an eternal second’s fate.

A Journey Within.

Those glaciers smothering my thinking eyes
Bodied by corpse’s cold,
When I tried to dive beyond
The ocean, the ocean shrinks back to a drop,
Dropped and dried from my eyes,
It started, wandered, wondered wise,
Soaked silently, ocean again,
To see the World with a new domain.
In this new domain even the corpses die,
The glaciers melt with warmth of sight.
The inflected vision turns the ocean
From deep blue to whites of heaven.
The brightness inside the closed eyes
Illuminated what’s hidden deep down inside.
Water or ice, either impaired or mortified,
To unearth the fact would make us alive.

Chickenpox... defined beauty to me.

My Lovely Face once used to start my days,
With a sense of proud of possessing mirror’s best friend,
Now mock back and say ‘no one’s your friend in this artificiality’,
The teaser self cunningly gestured, ‘Yes, that’s true, now you see?
The things you think are yours are like water that slips away and wind that’s free,
How could you be mirrored when shouldered with a responsibility
To melt the multiple-mirrors of marred Man’s disappearing trend?”
Oh I see..!! oh I see..!! Kindly accept my apologies…

THE MIRROR

Once I saw in mirror 
To search myself in there. 
I searched and searched everywhere, 
But couldn’t find even a tiny drop clear. 


Sad and hopeless 
I pressed my hands in distress 
The mirror got stressed 
And broke it-self in hundreds of quests. 


Some of them tore my hands, 
Some engrossed my palm with new quests. 
My flesh and blood as appeared to me 
Only then I could see the mirrored me. 


Only wounds can be seen, no pain can be, 
Only stains are visible, no color can be. 
I closed my eyes and a miracle I saw, 
I, standing in front of the mirror waiting to be.



 

Quotations

Who says being spiritual connotes to being emotional, dependent and weak personality? A true spiritualist is also a ‘perfect’ Rationalist.
(By the way, no explanation in Google about Spiritualism is complete.)
1st January 2012

It is LIGHT that gives us Vision, not the ability to See..!!
4th January 2012

Do not call me a Writer, writers do not exist..!!
Their soul perpetuate where the pen’s point persist,
Their veins breeze on the blue-black ink,
They remain, ravage, and revive to rhyme
In the reader’s thousands of mind-blink.
So do not call me a writer, a reader is what I am too..!!
Exploring the depths and heights of Self, by dwelling deep inside You.
7th January 2012

The more you believe that you know the definition of Love, the deeper your ignorance would dwell..
If you genuinely do not desire to have (THAT) someone special, you are truly in Love..!!
The moment you feel you ‘have’ one, it ends..!!
8th January 2012

The time ‘utilized’ on Facebook could have been ‘wasted’ in Charity..!! For those who madly strive for recognition.
8th January 2012

What’s with shopping at big, luxurious malls with all the Top Brands you crave to have in your closet?
Do you know when you enjoy shopping for the fulfillment of your temporary temptations; you are not actually shopping or satisfying yourself?
9th January 2012

I would love to be consumed by Chickens than to be by Poisonous Thoughts. :)
9th January 2012

Today I saw a little girl, may be working on her ‘home work’,
On the most efficient and economical study-table, the foot-path,
The sky sheltering her, the whole World guiding her with foot-mark,
The costliest teaching of lively experiences of hundreds of birth
She might possess in her simplest dreamy world.

Hundreds and thousands of children like her,
Give this World a magical Pearl
Of God’s eye, a reason to live,
By turning my soul into their feet
And freedom the Heart beats that flow the final blood’s stream.
10th January 2012

Lagaa jaise duniya me kuch kam hain khwahishen,
Peeche mud ke dekha toh hum hi khade the..!!
Ek roz jab chalte chalte thak jaenge,
Tab chuteh hue wahi musaafir yaad aayenge..!!
11th January 2012

Shayaron ki kahani ko gulistaa na samjhiye,
Har phool ko kanton ne seecha he,
Prem ki bhasha bolne ka zehen humne
Najaane kitni paribhashaon se seekha he..!!
11th January 2012

I am the saffron of your Unity that taught you the meaning of One-ness,
It is the Peace of my white where you sleep in gratification and play in liberation,
It is my green that sow all your beliefs to yield uniqueness in each of your individuality,
But it is in the centre of me where each of you takes birth and your responsiveness is my Life,
It is the blue of your virtue that saves the breath of my blue from fading; it is the Truth in you that breeds in me,
I am the Flag of Your Country..
WISHING YOU ALL A VERY HAPPY REPUBLIC DAY.
26th January 2012

I fly and dive juvenile, but either above or below the verge of subsistence,
After all, the inquisitive fish I am that welters and wriggles for a minute’s sun,
And the rapacious bird I am that pounces and lunges for transient birth,
But drying or drowning to end cannot swindle the scrumptious time of my perseverance.
28th January 2012

Dekh suraj ko jo tu apni lau samajh sake,
Bujhe hue Deepak bhi teri raushni me palne lage,
Kar khud ko fanaa kuch iss tarah se, ae bande,
Ki ek-ek be-jaan zarre me bhi fir tujhe dekh jaan khanak uthe.
1st February 2012

HOME.

I never knew my heart saved a pigeon for me
From the moment I left my Home.
We share the same heart, beats at same blood,
Dance and dance, dive in the same flood
Of cravings, of reminiscence, of multi-dimensions,
Of ecstasy to fly beyond, of tremor of falling ovations,
The time we spent together, was no-jolly no-melancholy,
The lessons we learn, part-apart, were neither truth nor folly,
The pigeon can bear no more, enough had I adored,
Wandering through the abyss, we are returning back to Home.




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A prayer to My No-Self.

Let me swim in the Ocean,
Where dry eyes’ tears have flown,
Emotions startled the liquid
And whirlpools have taken form.

Tempest mind shed the blood,
Tornadoes, from which, taking birth,
Tearing apart the Ocean’s Heart,
By stabbing and stabbing the soul part.

How to speak the words of grief
That my world belongs to no degree,
Even the brightest of them sometimes miss-read
Your daughter-your son, has no flesh, no being.

Oh My Lord..!! This Ocean is yours,
I know, you know, what else to fear?
Let us be un-wrapped, let us flourish,
And spread our arms for them to show Our Eternal Glory.

Aware I am, of no existence, just you’re thought like all other persistence,
Have mercy for once and conglomerate, to show to all the Supreme fate,
For once I asunder from you and pray, let the world know its artificial chase,
Surrender me to gratify the thrust, to save your thought’s (world’s) truthful state…




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TO INFINITY

Day and night where play luminous games
In time and space they amalgamate,
Make our senses believe in illusions,
Drives us to a self-not-know fusion,
No asleep or awake senses can ever decide,
Your mind, your time, your place or Life,
Close your eyes and be in between,
Half-awake and half in dream,
Go beyond sun-rise and sun-set,
Give your moon a good night rest,
Then touch that moment of bliss,
Body floats like a feather and spreads
Like universe, every atom then separates
To form a form-less form,
Where the invisible gives birth to visible,
Visible blinds the visibility for invisible
And binds us in artificial eternity
Of Day-night, sleep-awake, life-death duality.
Freedom is all we seek, we create
In every art what we seek,
Going beyond will then separate
Us, to find one self, to loose what senses sees,
Beyond infinity,
To undefined quest.



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Few more expressions

To observe the magical light of a glowing star
I raised my head to cross the borders of my sensual avatar,
A moment passed with a blink, and my lashes fall
What engulfed my soul is the glittering eyes of a child just a touch far,
Begging to survive, with a smile, connecting me to the star,
Millions of light years afar. What difference that child’s eyes has
From the divine star? God resides nearest to us, if only we could see at par.




What jewel can replace your enthralling eyes?
Which material pleasure can substitute your endless love divine?
I live every moment to sense your existence
Oh Lord..!! What life is life I could live otherwise?




Those silent eyes when speaks the Truth,
Taking my soul in the deepest routs
Of journey that never ends but infinitely floats,
And ‘I’ riding with Him in the ‘zero-ness’ of the Whole
To rest in peace as His eyes folds..

In remembrance of Mahatma Buddha.


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Know thyself.

The deepest corners of me when
Blend itself with exteriority, has seen,
Felt and lived, the virtues of soul
Amalgamated in the wisdom of materiality.

The language of time has spoken to us,
The rhyme of poetry in space has awaken us,
The story each mind lives has proven to us,
That the discovery of You is in discovery of ‘Us’.

Quest for Self.

Take birth in me my un-known self,
Let’s live and be the epitome of that
That has left the light in shadows
Millions of year back,
That humanity’s crave and divine quest.

When you distributed me in every soul
And made me LOVE for each and the whole,
Oh My Lord..!! Then also give me the Sword
Of compassion and bliss, just a drop
From your abysmal Truth
And bless the suffering of Mankind,
Bless the bliss of a drop of your tear,
In return for the oceans of pains you bath in
Every cycle of creation, has beard.

Let me now be LOVE for one and for all,
Let me dive in the oceans of fire
To spread the devotional enthral,
To serve you and to serve all self’s desire,
To merge in you even before leaving the attire.

Gandhi.. Be My Part.

Your breath I feel as my Nation flourish,

Your small but fast steps inspired My people to aspire,

Your dream I live, your vision desired,

Your love never died but growing as fire,

Let your soul take birth in every form,

In me, in you and all of us,

Oh My Gandhi live again, in the hearts of people,

And sow again, that seed you felt once,

Your tree that nurtured us,

Its leaves that strengthen us,

Its flower now opening up to spread the fragrance,

To lead the Nation at the heights of creation.

Be within me and play your part,

Let me be used and consumed by your thought,

Let your tree of knowledge grow on my blood,

And spread again the Truth as a destructive flood,

That sways away the waste of ignorance and dark,

And help reach the Truth to every single heart.

In You I am.

Now I am always with you..!
When I drive I sing for you,
When I work it’s dedicated to you,
I dance, I paint, and I talk with a few,
Only to feel the benevolence of You,
The grief of ignorance I drank to live
And left myself to know The Eternity,
The death I live in every heartbeat
Just for your glory and a belief,
That the day I will be completely melted
In the fire of your duty,
You show me you’re Love I craved
In material or at rest, to finally merge in your divine beauty.

Quotations

Real freedom is not when you want to live for yourself, it is when you are free of the very desire to be free..!!
8th May, 2011.


Bearing the burden of burnt beliefs,
Humanity’s heart has hidden in heat.
Who will wish to work for that wonder ‘WE’?
Soul’s saviour should see the sea.
9th May, 2011.


Women's liberation: Unless and until women don't release themselves from the illusioned dependence, resides in their unconscious, on family, husband and children they would never taste the nectar of being free and liberated. Irony it is, that it's not just a fight with the external world but also it’s a fight they have to face within themselves..!
12th May, 2011.


Rain rain, go away,
Come again another day,
Please don’t tempt me to dance and play,
Not a child I am now, everyone says..!!
18th May, 2011.


When sky seems reaching the limits at sea,
Like my soul seems mating finally at me,
The soul has ‘I’ similar to sky’s blue,
When the colour fades, night blooms,
Decayed body forms the real You.
27th May, 2011.


I felt like dying in arms of my words
Written here, closed tightly and cared,
Mysteriously engrossed the solace within
To sleep in calm uttering Nothing..!!
3rd June, 2011.



Spirituality is important to know what you are. Rationality is equally important to know what you are not. So be rational and believe in what you are..!! :)
19th June, 2011.


The day of Man's birth is the day he/she first questions 'who I am?'.. And the day Man understands that he/she is not son/daughter of their parents or father/mother of their children is the day Man finds one’s actual purpose of existence. The purpose is of knowing that there is no existence. The Peace then lies either in everything or in nothing. That everything is also you and that nothing is also you.
8th July, 2011.


There is a sharp contrast between living a life and ‘actively’ living a life. Everyone is provided with senses to feel the external world, analyse and understand. But, to the gravest fact, very few people tend to live the real experience of the senses we possess.
9th July, 2011.


At painted or visible level it seems enjoyable to be dependent on others but at the more transparent or invisible level it is more pleasing to see others being dependent on us..!!
10th July, 2011.


Listening is the only key to know others and silence is the most powerful tool in conflicting arguments.. then why always their opposites are used in analysing and resolving??
22nd July, 2011.


Love is a tool so powerful that it can even scare people away..!! :)
23rd July, 2011.



Twinkled eyes saw a star,
Not much farther than my heart,
Soul sang a sweet song
On which rhythmic life is toned,
Beauty praised its lover’s love
By embracing herself for his’ pleasure,
I loved and loved her by letting
Myself melt in her,
And mated life and end
To teach beyond No-self..!!
27th July, 2011.


Like a tear we slide on fleshy cheek
Cling to bony chin and drop to be
Consumed forever by the surroundings..
Truly lived life is not this tear
But the reason behind its fall,
Soul resides in reason,
Tear on flesh is a material Prison..
1st Aug, 2011.


While driving, every time I see childrn or old men/women begging at red-lights, my mind's imaginatn reaches 2 Swiss Bank's a/c holders. How strongly thy both r connectd. The conditn of former is the result of latter's actions. We need 2 reverse latter’s action to fulfil former’s needs. To think tht they are two different issues to tackle would not going to solve the problem but rather going to increase this interconnected-ness. I want to be in a time where this connection does not exist.
26th Aug, 2011.


Till the day 'you' define Love you are a Pure Human, but the day Love defines you, a transformation takes place and, you become a Pure Soul.
1 Sep,2011.


What life our families and surroundings gives us when they tells us in which ‘section’ of society we belong? Not better than the life of a tearless eyes of a begging child. His eyes are ‘tearless’ not because he is ‘not’ sad but because he doesn’t know happiness, so doesn’t know sadness. This artificial sad-ness is similar to artificiality of diversification in society and is taught to us. Nehru Ji once used the phrase ‘unity in diversity’ for India, but, when we do not know ‘unity’ we cannot know this ‘diversity’ either.
3rd Sep, 2011.


Every morning the leaves at vision from my window
Speaks the story of last night,
That the drops from the sea divine
Have brought back the shines to eyes,
These cleared leaves on earth
Speaks the God’s words
That ‘I showered the world
My compassion and love
Even when it’s sleeping in shadows
At night and has blinded minds,
I bless them a world at times
To sweep away
The doubts they live every night,
To calm this fire of doubts and desires
With divine drops to please the thirst
And wake you with a vision of Hope aspired.’
6th Sep. 2011


Life without ‘self’ is like fragrance without its source, the source could be the beauty of rose but it’s never separated from the pain by thorns. Whereas, fragrance, independent of source, is infinite, spreads peace and never decays.
14th Sep. 2011


Reacting to happy and sad moments by thinking them as the crux of life is the biggest lie our perception lives. Stop the neuron current flowing from brain to body for a moment. Then even the concepts of being happy and sad will get destroyed. Nothing could be experienced then but can only be observed.
20th Sep. 2011


When we conceptualise ‘education’, it should be much more than just syllabus. There are a lot of parents asking me to teach their children, especially girls. They themselves do not understand but I can see in their eyes what they want me to teach. Unfortunately, I felt that instead of children parents need counselling classes so that they could explore their hidden desire to know what they are seeking for their kids. Something that they have lost in the race of being ahead of others, in the tornados of artificial desires for money and a loss that they now want to compensate by letting their children understand what they have lost.
27 Sep. 2011.


I question where I belong,
To be the part of a common song,
To close my eyes from a limited vision
And dissolve in the universal light of All creation.
30th Sep. 2011


POWER when acquired to fulfil the demands and needs of one’s own glorification and prosperity, is not just short-lived but also self-destructive. The sustainable and grand purpose of POWER is in ‘devotion’ to others and inclusion of all. This explains the inevitable destruction of so-called powerful Nations in current scenario. Power consumes the self if used as a tool to control. It should never be used to spread fear but should be used to assemble and assimilate for long lasting peace and sustainable development. Now India can be the epitome of peace only if she could aspires for the peaceful use of Power and not just imitating the self-destructive system.
2nd Oct. 2011.

Time-less Journey

Time speaks a story of you, to find
The roads to travel, life to define,
We learn the world to grow,
Within us then a drop of light glow,
That brings back the one-ness that flow
In the Whole-ness of universe endow.


This one-ness when flow
Speaks to me, the story it always wanted
I to see, that no one is born ‘to be’
But born as ‘to be’ to finally reach at ‘not to be’.
The Great Man’s doubt is the middle of story
Finishing it would lead us to the heights above his glory,
Without even a sense of knowing the end,
Our destination defines that
Which even destiny could not defend.

..............!!!!!!!!

Twinkled eyes saw a star,
Not much farther than my heart,
Soul sang a sweet song
On which rhythmic life is toned,
Beauty praised its lover’s love
By embracing herself for his’ pleasure,
I loved and loved her by letting
Myself melt in her,
And mated life and end
To teach beyond No-self..!!

The Sun-Shine

Ohh my half searched part
Shining shyly the gold apart
From me and again made me fall
For the love that seems millions of generation far.

My emptied glare at first rose to see
The eternal kingdom behind the clouded-sea,
The magic of moment then captured something in me,
And I swam like a freed bird’s unwind wings.

My soul then washed in happiest tears
Of Godly grace silently cleared
All my miseries’ blessings beard
Life, ohh how long have I been feared.

At your kingdom I bowed
With raised eyes but surrendered soul,
Years passed, millenniums gone
But you were residing at a distance just a vision long.