Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Belonging

i belong to myself
my thoughts are my very own.
no one knows what i
am thinking of why.

my feelings are my own
the things i feel are more
a part of me than my right arm
to know the things i feel
is to know me.
i belong to other people
for when i share my
thoughts and let them find my feelings,
i have given them a part of myself
they own a part of me
i belong to them....

I love these lines-- for simply they aptly remind us of the fact-- God helps those who help themselves. Side by side, it also asks our character to be humane, to care for others differently abled, or those who are facing more and greater rubs of life than we are. The lines teaches us that we all belong -- TOGETHER.

lord, help me to give little pieces
of myself that i may belong to others.
but even more, help me to accept
pieces of others, that they, too,
may belong.

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

One With God


I will not leave myself today

I will be-- who I am
What I am-- with God
He will have
What I am
He will love
What I am
He will see
What I cannot see
Unable to see-- but quiet
In the truth-- in Him
WHO is ME.

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The Poem expresses simply a purifying human union with The Divinity. Serene divine peace is any man's highest aim-- and in earthly life-- our daily lives can be attained. Inner peace comes with reflection that we must see in our mirror of conscience daily, to keep the images pure and in purity, see God. For then we are One with Him, in our divinity.

Saturday, December 27, 2008

What have you got to share?

if a song? sing it.
an offering? bring it.
a need? tell it.
a praise? say it.
a prayer? pray it.
a word? spell it.
a message? communicate it.
a lesson? teach it.
a wish? express it.
a negative habit? drop it.
a worry? stop it.
a doubt? erase it.
a trial? face it.
a burden? bear it.
a blessing? share it.


I simply loved these lines, which brings peace to my soul. Living a zestful life, is a blessing that each one of us can bless ourselves with it.

"As I never seek myself, i lead the happiest life in the world." -- therese of lisieux

Loving and being yourself, makes the voyage of life a serene one, and ready to face all storms.

Friday, November 21, 2008

nEW lIGHT

flooded with rain
i wash
the past
of pain

the pain
i had, in myself
filled with ignorance
i turn towards the Light

the Light
Divine
shows the way
to live and breathe

breathing again
i rose from the grave
the reality--
i see with my eyes now

woken up to Life
ahead my Life
the living of the dead
will be dead

coming out of the refuge
of the lies, so blinding
to the Truth
i metamorphose myself into

into the dreams
long cherished
abandoned by this ...
i dream again, dream more!

the Life i live
will be of myself
the my self in its
true aura

the aura radiating
the light of
happiness that i received
the strength i gain from lies, over lies

over this road
will i tread upon
laughing along the way
laughing at the humor of the dead

the tears dried
into tears of new Light
that washed into power
of living the new, change...

Change,
life's truth
is the blessing
that I'll never forget...

along my way now
stronger than yesterday
more happy, in bliss
in myself, established.

established trust
faith and hope true
truth comes into me, eternal
I see the New Light.

tOMORROW wILL cOME !

Tomorrow, the Sun will rise.

Yes, the Sun of my Soul will rise again.

Like the Phoenix from the ashes, the soul will be mine.

The heart will sing again, with pure love in my arms, love of God.

Happiness and bliss in my heart, I'll carry on my handiwork. God's Handiwork.

Tomorrow will come.

Thursday, November 06, 2008

3 Innocent Killed in a Blast!

3 innocent killed in a blast
in connaught in delhi,
in front of mc-d's
the fav hot-spot of crowd's confluence

john and mary were together
for half and four years
in love, they brought an angel
edwin on this Earth!

that old lady, john's mentor
tanned dark in the heat
of the Sun, that had
already set in her life

her name was lost
in the novel of oblivion
authored by john
before he married wealth.

a begging bowl was all she
held in the palm of her hand--
five years back, it held the keys
to the entire three billion

add to it another two billion
made by the marriage to it
brought mary in dowry with it,
by so called unconditional love.

ah! how was this possible?
by the removal of father-in-law--
to compensate for the loss in census,
he made the baby edwin.

it was sunday afternoon
two years later, the age
of the boy, the perfect
family, basking in happiness

the night before, the mother
hugged her son, slept tightly
while the father was out on business--
of losing money for a night's pleasure.

this morning, the mother dropped
her son to school, with a kiss
the father dropped five grand
and that too, with sheets, and kiss.

the bell rang, signaling the end
of the school, the mother and
the father came, picked him up,
striking the strings of family, together!

this afternoon, the bomblast !
blew a broken pavement, a dried tree
a crow, who had as much poison
and 3 innocent people.

mary was shattered
she lost everyone she had
tears were frozen in her eyes
became motionless in deep shock.

she donated the wealth
to charity for welfare
of the socially challenged
old, blind, crippled, mentally..

she went in peace
deep in meditation
found her self
pure and divine, as God.

the crippled betrayed mother, john's creator,
went to God in salvation, all her karmas
paid, the final test being passed--
of Destiny's face mirrored by her's!

had john been alive
she would have known
him, a murderer, a perfect
betrayal, thirsty for wealth, lust..

broken,
solaced by wine,
heart filled with emptiness,
just as her wishes for Life would have...

had her child been alive
he would have carried the
father's mother's traits-- drunken mary
would have died in car crash..

God's writ Destiny :
The headlines of today:
"3 innocent victims
killed in a Bomb Blast!"

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Walking Down The Pavement..

Walking down the pavement,
she opened the door, entered barista
wearing stilettos, at 3 am
two people saw her...

the floral dress, white and black,
she hanged around a little,
looked as if just had an ecstasy
and was going the aftermath..

she looked divine to me..
but to other, she was attractive --
only that much for a number
and fifty and thousand rupees..

he walked over to her
asked her for hot cuppa' coffee
she smiled a little,
said her credit card was outta order

so, he said, dun worry
i have the cash
let's go, wherever you want to,
for he was the minister's son..

Ah! there i wished i had
but a talk and a walk with her
to get to know her...
but she never glanced at me..

she already had said yes
to go 'uck n forget, yea, and earn
to be the one heck of a slu'
but, was she?

looking into her eyes, and the
smoothness of her hands
she was never meant to be--
her family couldn't support her education..

ministers say..
they spend one-fifth on education..
do they? i guess so...
here was how.

she was ambitious, nay, very
bold and beautiful, coming from
where there are no ideals,
just as the person she said yes to..

highest or lowest, it's all the same
i guess, they are without any shame
free, hopeful, and unburdened
totally unaware of what they do!

i had no reaction
but just to ponder over..
on things, as numbers on stock index
why the fall, why the rise, why the trend?

had she but was there at 3 pm
walking down the same pavement,
he would never had looked on her
and i would have asked her on a date..