Category: Poems
the bird sings because it has a poem
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UPA-NISHAT
UPA-NISHAT (SIT NEARBY) Unaware I reached you. Experience your grace. One benevolent look by you. I melted down. I sat closer to you, nearby your side…. World outside chirps, murmurs. I felt zeroing myself. I fell silent. I have no questions. Your silence answers me. I meet you in completeness, pervasive mute divinity. Oh my mother. I smile, smile, smile. by Satheesan R
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Time Transcendental Mother
Mother, when hast Thou created the Universes? With galaxies of billion solar systems as verses, Written as endless poetry by an eminent poet, Only to be born as human to know all about it. Mother, Thou art the greatest unexplored artist, Who painted wonderful colours of cosmic rays, The incomprehensible formless Self hidden silent, Though timelessly inspiring humans in many ways. Mother, Thy descent rescued the fallen and virtuous alike, From the shackles of wretched and vicious habitual likes, Revealing the Infinite potential hidden within to be uncovered, Thus spiritually awakening countless souls forever to be blessed. O! Mother of…
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Your 60th Birthday
You are now on sweet sixty’s shore May you live at least another six hundred more, In our hearts and in those yet to come, Spreading the fragnance of your boundless love With your heart you moved mountains Did only what a divine being can do Every work an edifice of deep compassion, Where selfless effort is the unwritten rule These words, as rose petals I offer at your feet Amma, please accept them as a devotee’s humble offering And may your blessings my inner heart meet And lighten this bondage of body and mind in suffering…. With humble Pranams,…
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Arrival of Sri Krishna
Mother Earth trembled and shivered, as the demons tormented and shattered the lives of many innocent… Then was the arrival of the Divine, memorable. The day was Bhadrapada, Ashtami, as the Divine willed An infant was born in the midst of conditions, unthinkable. Yet full of splendor, a beaming smile and bluish-hued The Lord arrived as the Saviour of all, unforgettable. All jivas danced in bliss by His mere touch or glance, His lilas, all sages sang day and night endlessly, The demons got frightened by His mere presence, Let us rejoice and celebrate His arrival splendidly. Wishing all AMMA’s…
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Happy Raksha Bandhan
To my dearest charioteer Please come O happy moon.. Please remove my unnecessary sorrow.. I cry hard but its not leaving me!! O dear saviour!! wont you come to save me ? cries– my heart.. throbs– my heart.. Giver of the giver.. I am nothing… Please come… O pearl of my heart.. You blossom in love and sit in my heart.. Why aren’t you coming.. The burden full heart is crying.. Please come.. My dear Krishna.. You know everything.. With this moving mind I travel from one hell to the next hell. Please save me.. My mother – full of…
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An offering to the Mother of All
Mother, though the blazing Sun rose in the East, The dawn looked so dull as if the Creator was silent. Ma, all Gods sang for Thy waking up in Raga Bhoopala, And it was the time for all learned to offer a gift of Kala. Filling the quarters with the melody of song and dance, Infilling all the creatures with bliss and divine romance. Mother, the fiery blazing Sun was in the midst of the sky, Leaving no room for anyone to move around in any way. Ma, all Gods sang, praising Thee in Raga Samkarabharanam, Devotees made offerings, dressing…
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God Mother
Mother! There is a glimpse, a glimpse of God, as you sing. Every word you utter, is a word of God, a mantra to invoke God. When you smile, it is the smile of God. When you cry, it is the crying of God, so compassionately, concerned. As you speak, it is Bliss. If you scold, it is a blessing. If you pretend to be angry, it is a teaching message. When you are silent, silence speaks aloud. You are the silent Goddess (Mookaambika). The World sleeps in you. When you are awake, the Universe awakes with you, by the…
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Unconditional Love
On string of time, pearls of life roll in front of her, We move out of her hugs to a new world, wearing a glow on our faces. By a mere look, she reads, faces of our history. Looking afar she foresees, our births and deaths yet to come. Smiling she embraces, past, present n’ future altogether. Yes, that is a world in totality, in manifold of love in one face, a new vision of her world. A real master graces all, with unconditional love. We carry a piece of her heart… as we return! by satheesan rangora
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Toddle with Master
Holding her finger tips my spirits rose. I clung on to her hand as a dream walker. While floating as a butterfly by wings of emotions, disbelief faltered my steps. She guided me to the porch of her love. Seeing many hands waiting for her grace, she swiftly released mine, stretched her hands to the crowd. I felt a sudden disconnection, a vacuum. I kissed my hand where she held me. A sweet aroma of her perfume filled my nostrils. I swung into ecstasy along by her side. Still in disbelief I pinched my body; No I was not dreaming…