Sonnet 81

 Sonnet 81 - William Shakespeare 

The Road of Life

Or I shall live your epitaph to make,
Or you survive when I in earth am rotten,
From hence your memory death cannot take,
Although in me each part will be forgotten.
Your name from hence immortal life shall have,
Though I, once gone, to all the world must die:
The earth can yield me but a common grave,
When you entombed in men's eyes shall lie.
Your monument shall be my gentle verse,
Which eyes not yet created shall o'er-read;
And tongues to be your being shall rehearse,
When all the breathers of this world are dead;
   You still shall live, such virtue hath my pen,
   Where breath most breathes, even in the mouths of men.

  

The Fox & the Grapes

A Fox one day spied a beautiful bunch of 

ripe grapes hanging from a vine 

trained along the branches of a tree. 

The grapes seemed ready to burst with juice, and the Fox's mouth watered 

as he gazed longingly at them.

The bunch hung from a high branch, 

and the Fox had to jump for it. 

The first time he jumped 

he missed it by a long way. 

So he walked off a short distance and 

took a running leap at it, 

only to fall short once more. 

Again and again he tried, but in vain.

Now he sat down 

and looked at the grapes in disgust. 

"What a fool I am," he said. 

"Here I am wearing myself out 

to get a bunch of sour grapes 

that are not worth gaping for." 

And off he walked very, very scornfully.

There are many who pretend to despise and belittle that which is beyond their reach.

On Death

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To meet eternity in a boundless void,

She took a voyage into timeless space;

Having lived a life of effort after effort,

Actively and passively..

Her soul now finds the silence of peace;

Time cometh when uncalled for, uninvited..

And striketh deep within the bodage of relationships !

That which is frightened by Fear - Death, is easily understood by the Intellect,

And willingly embraced by Love !

In the domain of eternal heaven,

Unto which it seeketh immortal bliss -

Where may her Soul Rest in Peace.

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Dumpling

               Dumpling Dumpling Dumpling                The Noisy Dumpling

It's an offering for Lord Ganesha,

Children fight for it -

Parents make them calm;

Dumpling Dumpling Dumpling 

the noisy Dumpling.

So sweet and yummy to taste and munch,

And one's hunger is pleasantly quenched;

Its exchanged with love and care -

Dumpling Dumpling Dumpling 

the noisy Dumpling.

It helps the national bond of heritage,

And strengthens an age old culture;

And is served with a religious fervour;

Dumpling Dumpling Dumpling 

the noisy Dumpling.

Festivals are the mark of this country,

Which boasts an ancient heritage:

Of valor and wisdom, insight and care.

Dumpling Dumpling Dumpling 

the noisy Dumpling.

Ganesh Chathurthi is so celebrated,

To help in a common goal of fun and fanfare;

The backbone of this ancient country,

Is its spiritual lineage and light heartedness;

Dumpling Dumpling Dumpling 

the noisy Dumpling.

(I wrote this small poem while studying 10th standard, at Tanjore - now a little modified).

Aurora

 Aurora

 

I shot an arrow into the sky,

It went as high as the polar sky;

There it soft landed in the frozen snow,

To witness colourful lights in a cloudless sky !

Reacting atomic particles with the solar wind,

Cause varying colours of many shades;

Weird and vivid are the colours therein,

That twist and turn and flicker and flame !

Wuthering cold nights of scintillating stars,

That dazzles the eye of the reckoner;

In a circumpolar sky of unending patterns,

Underneath occur the Auroral dance !

That which pleases the eye disturb the Earth,

And even affect radio transmissions;

No wonder man worships the Sun;

Praying not for Coronal Mass Ejections !

"In the domain of my abode"

"In the domain of my abode"

In the domain of my abode;

In an eternal no return,

Thy self is dissolved: 

Like amruth in the milky ocean;

I am beyond that material dirt,

Only pure hearts touch my nature;

Within mind is what is what,

Tattoo marks siblings of thought.

Beyond mind is all in all;

I am not what you thought,

Not even me the undefinable;

No part in my unbounded garden,

Without entry pass of love and compassion;

Every being is in my connection,

For I am that Cosmic Ocean.

Love and love, till you break;

Love and love, till you wake,

That's easy way to make me date,

Love and love till you break !

Till sorrow is dissolved in silence.

"Let me lie down in peace"

   "Let me lie down in peace"

Let me lie down in Peace !

Let me Sleep; Let me Rest; Let me Die. 

Death is true Life ! 

As true life is living death. 

Let me lie down in Peace !

As life gives birth to life cellular;

Death gives birth to life itself !

What is life ?

Is that which breathes fire in our brains?

Let me lie down in Peace !

What is consciousness ?

What makes the thought-mind as the 

sub and super conscious self ?

Conditioning is that sub conscious.

Awareness is that super conscious.

Let me lie down in Peace !

Cloudy thoughts form the conscious mind;

Thinker is that conditioned sub conscious raining ego;

Awareness is that clear blue sky !

And samadhi is that silent death of space.

Let me lie down in Peace !

Cunning thought is always becoming ;

When it moves forward desire is acting ;

The subconscious thinker ego is created; 

As awareness of thought in action is lost !

The ego is argumentative: suggesting, theorizing, postulating, proposing, populating, polluting, revolting 

and what not. 

Let me lie down in Peace !

"The Road of Life"

"The Road of Life"

In the road of life,
in the road of life...

Is the twists & turns of
unknowable unknown;

Life moves fast in carved arteries -

Serenic beauty though it may be,

Lies buried sorrows &
engraved epitaphs;

And when thought moves...

We ponder and falter in anticipation -

The mind suddenly feels
frightened with fear;

But, it dissolves in the
grandeur of nature again !

Where you gain bliss
 without any pain;

As you feel oneness with
stark boulders and living grass;

When all thy being is
joy & love, ecstasy & order;

So, in harmony let all shall be !

In a perinnial union with
blue sky & green land !

In the road of life,
in the road of life...

Desire

Desire

Nourish it not with thought

It craves ever for the more 

Relentless in its quest

Expanding as it engulfs;

The impediment for the otherness;

Its excuse is always fear;

For it gains only by gaining

More and more thirsty as it drinks

From the cup of thought;

It strengthens to fight vulnerability

But gets caught in its strengthening

It is burdened with sorrow 

As it lost the battle with innocence;

It repents and desires never to desire!

Its the seed of mire mining minds

Oh...the irrevocable thought mire.

The hoods of the Universal mind !

Finally only slender intelligence
With tender love and care
Kills it with compassion
Though it is rare !

Om Tat Sat

The Failed Recluse

8th Jan, 2020. 4 pm. 

The Failed Recluse

Give up and let go...

Get lost and look above...

To realms hitherto awaiting...

Into the domain of the beyond...

Give up and let go...

Get lost and look above...

Groping in the dark thickness of ignorance...

One can't find the pearl of wisdom...

As it is that which lies beyond...

Beyond the grasp of the intellect.

Give up and let go...

Get lost and look above...

For the purest of the pure hearts...

As pure as the white snow...

Give up and let go...

Get lost and look above...

In the wilderness of earth's forests...

In the flame mountains of the fiery Sun...

Give up and let go...

In the silent height of the eagle's flight...

Into the boundless ocean of giant waves...

Give up and let go...

In the lifeless vacuum of cosmic space...

Give up and let go...

Give up and let go...

Get lost and look above...

Wonder the moon yonder rising,

That silver white gray patched luminance;

Inconstant vagaries of its circled orb;

Marks that sneaky thought in cunning  motion;

So, Give up and let go...

Get lost and look above...

As desire is in action.

Dance on the hood of its shadow;

Its Fear - kill that with compassion.

Give up and let go...

Get lost and look above...

Give up and let go...

Get lost and look above...

Love annihilates the universe.

Annihilation for another cycle of creation.

What is Creation ?

Death rejuvenates life; So,

Give up and let go...

Get lost and look above.

- A sudden burst of emotion...
Got up from slumber and penned the poem.