Category: Poems
the bird sings because it has a poem
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A child’s cry
Amma, Amma, come in my way, Kindly do hear my cry. Amma, Amma, come in my way, I’m so hurt an’ weary. Amma, Amma, come in my way, I’m so sick an’ hungry. Amma, Amma, come in my way, Kindly do hear my cry. Amma, Amma, come in my way, I’m in great worry. Amma, Amma, come in my way, I know you ne’er tarry. Amma, Amma, come in my way, Kindly do hear my cry. — Sridhar
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Song of the Eternity
O! Amma, God said, “Seek Me, I am happiness.” Knowing which, may I rest at Thy Feet in peace. O! Amma, God said, “All creatures come from Me.” Knowing which, may I love all the forms as Thee. O! Amma, God said, “I am Love, unconditioned, eternal.” Knowing which, may I surrender to His grace, perennial. O! Amma, God said, “My birth brings Joy to all alike.” Knowing which, may I serve Thee forsaking all my likes. O! Amma, God said, “I’m the Mother of all, whose name is Om.” Knowing which, may I chant Thy infinite names, contained in…
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After all Those Years
After all these years, I found my divine mother, Who looks after me every second. What more do I want of life? I listen to her bhajans, Her divine voice goes deep into my heart I am so happy through my tears. I asked for acceptance, And you gave it to me dear Amma. Thank you mother, You know what is best for me. I sit at my balcony, I look at the mountains far away , And I see your hands wide open to hold me. I look at the trees near my balcony, And see your face smiling…
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You are Far, Yet Near
Delay not, my beloved Mother, Pouring Your mercy into my wretched heart; Orphaned I am in this alien world, alone, helpless, Give me refuge, my Mother of infinite compassion. Your are farthest of the far, nearest of the near, Subtlest of the subtle, greatest of the great, Pervading everywhere, indwelling all, The origin of the Pranava Sound begetting worlds legion. You are Perfection, Power, Majesty Supreme, You are the very essence of all knowledge, all mystery, You project worlds, sustain, and dissolve them at last, You revel in creation which is Your endless sport. Have mercy on me, Mother, awaken…
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A Song to Awaken
Wake me up, O! Kindliest Mother, Lost in the senses, I roam an’ roam, Clouds of desires cover me over, Deluded I sleep, asleep I’m. Wake me up, O! Kindliest Mother, Lost in the senses, I roam an’ roam, Passions bubble up an’ rule over Deluded I sleep, asleep I’m. Wake me up, O! Kindliest Mother, Lost in the senses, I roam an’ roam, Temptation entices an’ ‘tis an error Deluded I sleep, asleep I’m. Wake me up, O! Kindliest Mother, Wake me up, rising e’er an’ e’er, Ne’er to fall back an’ rise e’er, Blessed I drink “th’ Divine…
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The Temple of Your Heart
The temple of Your heart Is my home Of prayers I build my altar In the secret Of Your smile I drink at the fountain Of eternity In the depth of Your eyes You water my roses With Your tears Of compassion You build my life With your warm Embrace And when I look Into my heart I see You have always been there Mending its pieces… – by Nisrine (Lebanon)
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Thy Effulgent Form
Ma! Thy Effulgent Form is Infinite Beauty Personified, Th’ Divine Lotus whose fragrance felt by Yogis, Omnipresent, Yogis humming, “Om Om Om” know it to be th’ most blessed, May I be the blessed Yogi Swan at Thy Holiest Lotus Feet. Ma, the lotus bloomed in the lake named Manasorvar, Permeated its fragrance enticing the Swans around. An’ the bees came to relish its honey from far and far, Alas! Its life-span is short, its dependency is burdened. Ma, the lotus dependent on life giving Sun’s light, Has no charm on its own, nay its existence evanescent, An’ th’ lives…
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A Temple of Gratitude
As she smiles the Sun, Moon and stars fade. The Universe bows down at her lotus feet. Entire galaxies revolve around her love. The five elements of world create a canopy. The air around her gets purified. The sweet fragrance of love streams of her heart. The water she touches turns into the Holy Ganges. She sprinkles her grace on all around her. By a soft feel of her fingers she fertilizes soil. Hopes and love sprout in the heart of Earth. By soft subtle words she soothes minds. Oh mother of all, let me pray that I be an…
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Your Beautiful Smile
I do not wish to see anything anymore, I have seen you. I do not wish to hear any sound, I have heard you. I shut my mouth as you answer me, silently. No fragrance is better, than the aroma of your being. Your soothing feather-touch wakes me up. Desires try to creep in, but I awake fully, seeing your beautiful smile. The loveliest I have ever seen. by Satheesan Rangorath