Sunday, 24 September 2017

Lullaby


Sleep, O city, sleep,
Slumber peacefully.
Watching over you, I stay awake,
Through the dead of night, until the day break.

All your fears and griefs, do cast away,
On the morrow, set out to find a new way.
With blissful dreams, may you rejuvenate,
So that when you awake,
You are ready to make,
Your own fate.

In the shadows of my soft light,
May your soul, find respite.
Sleep, O city, sleep,
Slumber peacefully.

-- For a city that never sleeps.
#NewYorkCity #OneWorldTradeCenter

Let life go on



A day before I went to school,
I saw few flowers in full bloom,
I decided that some I should pick,
To give my mom as a special gift.

But the first of them I picked,
Its petals dried and drooped,
Without its special garden life,
My gift to mom would no more live.

So, I decided against picking any more,
And not to give a gift that was full of sorrow.
And I hoped whosoever finds them next,
Would leave them there like me.

And the gift I saved for mom,
Was the best I could ever give,
I found a tiny flower,
And for her I let the others live...

-- Inspired by beautiful nature and another poem I read ages ago..

#Sunflower #LifesBeautiful #flowerInBloom #Nature #photography #TravellersSong

Saturday, 23 September 2017

My Choice?

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When the fully reflected consciousness,
Is shrouded by blissful ignorance,
And is locked up in the deep dark dungeons,
Where it can not hear the cry of reasons,
There in that darkness, an evil potion brews,
Engulfing all light, by its venomous fumes.


In it was added a few drops of blood,
To quench the Greed's eternal thirst!
And scrapes of skin from the soul that was lynched,
To apply soothing balm, onto the Lust's nagging itch.
And tipped in it, few gory thorns of hate,
so Jealously may, its rivals, obliterate!
Tear's of sorrow, made the concoctions base,
To appease our Anger's raging blaze.
And with Attachment's chains, was this vessel tied,
Strengthening on this world, its suffocating bind.
And on Pride's wings the fumes so soared,
Whosoever breathed it in, were of their senses cured!

Born from this mix of the six crooked vice,
Was the twisted whimsical wit of My-Choice!
No need to apply brains, no need to reason why,
Just connote everything with, "Give it a try!"

In that hour, when all seems to be lost,
Recall those forgotten tales from the past,
"With a peaceful calm mind, deeper you must delve,
To find the meaning of life, hidden in your inward self,
Breaking the bondages of all new or old Dogma,
Forever must you follow your Bhágavat Dharma!"

#viceOfMan #Greed #Lust #Jealousy #Anger #Attachment #Pride #Life #MyChoice

Friday, 15 September 2017

Jump up high!




Jump up and stretch out your hands,
Towards that deep blue sky,
Push out the ceilings of all limiting roofs,
Towards that infinite.

Jump up and stretch out your hands,
Breaking the symmetry of crowds.
Emerge from that deep dogmatic pit,
Into the light that surrounds.


Jump up and stretch out your hands
Leaving your inferiority complex behind,
You reap the fruits of your own deeds,
So, let nothing but your actions speak your mind.

Jump up and stretch out your hands,
Firing up the sleeping soul,
Rekindle the dormant energy that lay,
Hidden in it's cozy core.

Jump up and stretch out your hands,
Declaring your freedom as you take flight,
Break those chains that try and hold you back,
From achieving the infinite.