Category: Poems
the bird sings because it has a poem
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In front of my Deity
Stood in front of my beloved Deity With a heavy heart I stood Not able to control my thoughts Not able to control my emotions…. Victory that I saw near Has gone too far from my vision Victory that I thought too easy Is it out of my reach? Doubts keep on creeping in my mind Past thoughts keep on beating my conscience Unable to bear the pain it causes Stood before my beloved Diety helplessly….. Oh God! Didn’t ask You precious things Didn’t yearn for name or fame Didn’t come to You for worldly things Can’t You bless me…
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Hands Stretched
Millions of hands stretched, to reach you from all the corners of the world. Some cry for help, some to touch you, Some to feel you. Everyone wants something. Some want your love, Some your fondle. All want your attention, a little sweet word from your mouth. Some want their tears wiped on your robe! Oh mother I love those smiling eyes of yours. May I squat near you always? Just to watch you in silence. May I feel my thoughts caressed, by the Grace of your look – by Sateeshan R
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Geetha Jayanthi day
Om Om Om When the days are darkened with the lusty thoughts of the mind, All the pomp of worldly shows, even the Sunlight looks so insipid, Lo! shattered by endless desires, with vices of envy, anger and greed, Worldly pleasures turn life fatal, they are no doubt dangerous indeed. Om Om Om When the days are darkened with the lusty thoughts of the mind, All the pomp of worldly shows, even the Sunlight looks so insipid, Wandered alone for Truth and Love, searching for the Effulgent God, Whose eminence and glory, all the sages ever sing as the one…
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Amritapuri is waiting…
Morning raindrops are whispering… The sand is also whispering… Oh… even the tiniest creation of God… all are whispering: “When is She coming?” “When is She coming?” Come let us prepare ourselves for our Amma’s coming… Birds are singing with joy… The trees are murmuring, showing their happiness.. The backwaters are floweing beautifully and peacefully… All are waiting for Amma’s return… Sunrises, sunsets, the whole days are passing faster… The breeze around ashram is getting warmer… Soon Mother will be back again… All the eyes in Amritapuri are waiting for Amma’s return… And me, with ma little heart, am also…
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Whenever
Whenever we touch our heads to the Feet of The Lord a rainbow is born somewhere on earth. Whenever we forgive the pain caused by someone we love a thunderstorm is added to the desert sky. Whenever we strive to live by a few simple truths a fresh stroke of color is painted on the wings of a bird. Whenever we recognize the beauty inside our enemies a new ray of light is sent down from the sun. Haven’t you wondered where inspiration comes from? It is showered down on us like a gentle rain from God’s heart; It is…
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Bless me
I found my words exhausted, Limping out of my pen in pain. I remain thoughtless n’ lost. My images fall smashing hail, As day dreams they fizzle. After I saw you I felt myself futile. All I wished was your grace. I knew you enveloped me in. I can still see your smile everywhere. Now my metaphors diminish; In scanty thoughts I saw only your glow. With a Basil leaf I worship you, placing my heart in a tray of silence. Bless me with your charm. Bless me with your aroma. Bless me with your love. Bless me. Bless me.…
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O! Unconditional Loving Mother
O! Unconditional Loving Mother. Amme suddha vatsalya dhamame … Mother, what luring pleasures bind the mortals, These titillations last but only for a few minutes. Yet O! Unconditional Loving Mother of all mothers, We’re tenaciously stuck in knotty pleasurable fetters. O! Unconditional Loving Mother. Amme suddha vatsalya dhamame … Mother, what luring pleasures bind the mortals, That end up in th’ mountainous load of sufferings. Yet O! Unconditional Loving Mother of all mothers, We’re tenaciously stuck in knotty pleasurable fetters. O! Unconditional Loving Mother. Amme suddha vatsalya dhamame … Mother, what luring pleasures bind the mortals, Through th’ endless rounds…
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Help me
Where are you my mother… where? I searched for you in my heart, in the devotees eyes… in consoling their heart… but why I ‘m unable to see you… Please help me to hear your call… your voice… I feel like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.. I don’t want to get lost in any illusion or delusion… When all birds have flown up and gone.. A lonely cloud floats by.. We never tire of looking at each other Only mountain and I. My dear mother.. You brought me into this world.. Please take me home.. to your…
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On Vijaya Dasami Day
O! Mother of eternal pure love and light, I was passing through dark lanes of night, Resembling an unnoticed new-moon day With dark clouded sky, and a stormy way Frightened I called out , “MA” in dismay. O! Mother of eternal pure love and light, I was passing through dark lanes of night, Resembling the darkness filled by the arrows, Of warriors of ancient days known for terrors, So frightened I called out , “MAA” in tremors. O! Mother of eternal pure love and light, Now, I live in Thy rays of love and light, Passing through the ways, fondly…