Category: Poems
the bird sings because it has a poem
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God s Descent
God e’er promised to shower light on all plants, Turing the tiny seeds into vast, enormous trees, Even to shed shadow during furious sunny days, For those scorching in bodily conscious torments. God e’er promised to feed all mouths when in hunger, Turning the flowers to delicious fruits, ‘tis no wonder, Filling the earth with greeny grass to feed all cattle Their milk verily the best food for Yogis’, ‘tis no prattle. God e’er promised to fulfill all worthy noble desires, Bestowing unconditional love to empty all miseries. Guiding with knowledge of Light in all timely needs, Wow! now, it’s…
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Something for everyone
With bruise n burns we arrive, stretching our hands in despair, Our eyes sore by wrong views and vision. Tongues twisted by distastes. What we hear is curse and swire. We utter words of fire and filth. But, mother by one compassionate hug, You consecrate us; melting each one, into a fine piece of your grace. You give something for all, in exchange of our sorrow. Unaware, we delve deep in your tranquil. living only THAT moment of life in your hug. Go back again with a gift you bestow. carrying a bit of your heart. a smile from your…
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A Fallen Feather
In Thy cosmic drama, Mother Stricken by the terrible arrows* From the wings ’d fallen a feather It’s Thy child, living like sparrows. In Thy cosmic delusion, Mother Whirl even the Great Gods It’s no miracle or wonder Thy child is a blown out feather. Vast universes, galaxies unnumbered Ushh … perish and Vanish like tiny bubbles Mother, these are no wonders or miracles Even Thy child perishes once deluded. May the gentle breeze of Thy Grace Ever blow out Thy feather like child But only unto Thy Blessed Feet, But only unto Thy Lovely Lotus Feet. – Sridhar *…
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A Prayer to Lord Krishna
Oh! so enchanting is Thy Name, Kanna You ‘d so joyfully tricked Yasoda Mayya With Thy most endearing blissful play Lord of Vridavan, residing in the Heart of All. Kindly, listen to the Prayer of mine Ushh…, a li’l trembling baby of Thine Clasping me in Thy lovely Hands Save me from the birth of rounds. Never forget this li’l tender one Toddling an’ stepping to the Divine Lo! fallen as I am in this worldly ocean Having unbearably miserable passions. Bless me be born wherever Thou art Make me ever play with kids of Cowherd Darling of Nanda, I…
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Un weary
Unending queue, inching up slowly. Hands stretched. Saturated love hugs. Day in day out, Dawn to dusk, She waits in smile. Un weary. Mustached babies, zombie lassies, steps ahead slowly. stinks of life, sweaty faces, blood stained attire, bloody greed, ego of body, hardships, sorrow of hunger, pain of fear, live in death, dead living, wearing colours. we fall out in a line, through, death n’ birth. By the time, We reach you, before we merge, In ecstasy of love, In your hugs, We had gone through, many bodies. Microbe to man. at last. We lived as rags. When met…
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Grant Thy Child
Maa, grant Thy child, ‘Ananda’, pure bliss. To dance to the tune of They Love. Maa, grant Thy child, ‘Sakthi’, energy, To laugh at Yama, for the soul is eternal. Maa, grant Thy child, courage, ‘Abhay’, To walk on the thorny spiritual way. Maa, grant Thy child, ‘Parama Bhakthi’, supreme devotion. To live long safely in the Divine embrace of Thy bosom. Maa, grant Thy child, ‘Yukthi’, wisdom. To understand Thee and serve in freedom. Maa, grant Thy child, all that’s useful and needful, For it’s needless to ask AMMA, the giver of bountiful. — Sridhar
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Blessed AUM
The word ‘world’ refers to the ‘worldly’, That the naked eye perceiving the world external Of the world of infinite causes and effects, In the confounded mind’s time, space units. The tiny planet ‘earth’, a motherly home, Is only a dream thought of the divine, With the vibratory cosmic sound, “AUM”, The blessed word that turns mundane to divine. The word ‘soul’ refers to the ‘spiritual’ The third eye perceiving it as the Light within, Of the world of supreme bliss and effulgence, Beyond the body and thoughts of the mind. The Yogi aspirants meditate unceasingly on “AUM”, Control the…
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Life
Life is a journey, Towards the infinite turned inward Life is a mystery, Resolved forever, realizing the divine. Life is a song, Sung in the infinite musical notes Life is a blessing, Surrendered at the Lotus Feet of the divine.(1) Life is a lesson, Turned into wisdom by the righteous deeds Life is an emerged wave, Merged back into the immortal ocean of bliss. (2) — by Sridhar (1) A Divine Master like AMMA (2) Dissolving one’s self in the Supreme Self i.e., AMMA
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A Prayer to the Divine Mother
Dark clouds never failed In enhancing the Beauty of Infinite Sky. Nor even the black spots scattered Over the Full Moon on the Pournima day. Ma, but the clouds of my ignorance Ever fail miserably me In reaching Thy lovely Lotus Feet Throwing away from Thee. Would Thou heal the wound, named Ignorance? Afflicting the mind, the Turbulent & Violent. The habituated grains ingrained, named desires; None ever dared count these unnumbered! Thou art the Ocean of Knowledge Filled with endless waves of Unconditional Love Clasping the little one in Thy Hands Heal me from the disease of Ignorance. —…