Category: Poems
the bird sings because it has a poem
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Amma is Love
Stars keep twinkling in sky Sunrays illumine the world around.. Rivers keep flowing… Amma touches the sad hearts and consoles them.. What a beautiful presence she is, the big pure love eyes she has… love to merge in them… Have you seen love talking, walking listening, laughing, smiling, hugging… Amma is love only… She keeps hugging, embracing us all the time in her divine love… The divine power, divine love… loving us… Amma is love… by Anagha sharan
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Look!
My cataract is removed. With awe I open my eyes; as if seeing the world for the first time. A brave new world is unfolding before me by its full splendor. by its glow, glitter gleam n ’glamour. My retina receives a colour burst. Oh what I have missed all these time! Flowers in its best hue and colour, spreads fragrance of ecstasy. Fresh green leaves nod in intoxication. Silky sprouts of fresh buds disco dance. An exotic world is dancing before my eyes. A thousand suns rise. Full moon lit every corner of earth. Lotus and water lilies bloom.…
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Mother of delight-Amma
Amma your footsteps appear, in my heart which is full of eagerness and hopes. but I am unable to see you,when my heart home is empty of eagerness.. You are always eager to give me sublime experiences but alas when will i be ready? Sad when’ll i be able to bury my mind jungle inside my heart garden. In order to purify my mind, and to pray in soul’s silence temple,give me your grace.. Your grace helps me to begin.. Your encouragement helps me to continue.. When your forgiveness rises it never sets… Please forgive my mistakes. I shall cry from…
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Swimming with Ma-Om
I had this insight when swimming. The mantra I use is Ma Om. Under water I use Om. It is the internal. The effort you make in the stroke is up to you, no one can see, no one can do it for you. This is the relationship with the Self. When I come up for air, that is Ma. She is always there, like the breath. As the breath, we need Her to keep going. It always seems quick, coming up for air, it is so fleeting, just enough time with Her so we don’t drown. This is my…
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Who am I?
Mother, when senses were my guide, Thoughts of selfishness kept me slide, Mother, never did I wonder “who am I?” Mother, when pleasures amused and ruled, Diseases dashed with the mind so lowered, Mother, never did I ponder “who am I?” Mother, days and nights so many rolled, Seasons and monsoons many enthralled, Mother, never did I enquiry “who am I?” Mother, it is Thy sheer unconditional grace, Showered torrential yet so mild as breeze, Wow, I now wonder, ponder and enquire, The highest vedantic Truth, “Who Am I?” — Sridhar
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Won’t you be by my side?
A walk in silence A hush in turbulence Won’t you be by my side? A tear in the fire A staunch desire Won’t you be by my side? A splash in the rain A gash full of pain Won’t you be by my side? A smile across the twin eyes A cry onto the blue skies Won’t you be by my side? In the pages of days and nights In the cantos of rise and fall Won’t you be by my side? Tell me, Tell me, Tell me O Dear Mother Won’t you be by my side? by Shikha
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Let me…
Some melt down at your feet, by grace of a mere look of yours. Some live in your heart always, but arrive as blooms of your love. They spread aroma of your mystic purity, smearing spring mist all over the world. Some live afar afloat in your thoughts. Many live in your dreams as a dream. Some arrive late as usual and depart, As soon as your embrace release them. They swing n’ sing as peacock feathers in your mind. Some delve deep into your heart by chats; Chanting your’ Mantra’ as password to purity. Some create a rapport with…
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She Listens
Stretching hands of infinity, who embraces cosmic dream? By half open meditative eyes; who sees, through minds of entire beings? Divinity spills in space of eternity; Stream of love flows incessant; Compassion fills every life on earth, while Nature bows down at whose feet. Who peeps in as sun and moon? Scattering little stars allover sky, who glides elegantly over galaxies? Spraying mystic fragrance all around, majestically, who consumes time? Filling in entire space and beyond, Who breathes in and out of births n’ deaths? Who lights a fire in hearth of hearts? Drizzles of purity wakes up, runs every…
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The Light of all lights
Ma, this illusory mundane life is an extreme bitter experience, With the darkness encroached in all directions without peace. Ma, the Light of all lights, Thou hast showered unconditional Love, Rest assured, Thy child regained the lost strength, flying like a dove. Ma, this illusory mundane life is an extreme bitter experience, With the darkness encroached in all directions without peace. Ma, the Light of all lights, Thou hast rendered selfless service, Sheltering the lost souls, to live and share love in abundance. Ma, this illusory mundane life is an extreme bitter experience, With the darkness encroached in all directions…