Simple in one’s life and philosophy.
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You God,
Giver and Taker of Life.
I do not mind
I love to seeThe monks walking withThe tigersInto the forest temple,Wild sanctuary,A Thervada Buddhist rearing.
Something is definitely admirable
But something is vehemently sociologicalWhich but you cannotIf get you not trapped in.After mixing with, you will come to knowHow obstinate and arrogant,Superstitious and cruel and callousAre they.As they know it not the languageof the heart,But of the bodyAs they like to go for a killAnd drink.Once I could not compromise withAs for the beautiful…
If I die, they will not come to place the wreaths of flowers on me
There will be many to sing paeans to,The body will go from place to place for a viewAnd the people in numbers will throng to seeThe dead body of the great departed leaderBut if die I, there will not be many to see and mourn my death,There will not to be any to place the…
Rama Series (Written in continuation of, in commemoration) / O, Singer of Rama, Strange Singer! People Will Go Away, But Your Song Will Remain It Here/ Song of Rama/ Strange Singer of Rama
I do not write the poems keeping in view the epical formats, but the poems get tagged to naturally to take the canvas and length of epical poems and so the case is with my Rama poems which I have been intermittently to discharge my emotions and feelings just as a compensation for from time…
A girl
Satyam, shivam, sundaram?A flowerOr a girl,A celestial damsel?Satyam is she no doubt,Shivam tooAnd sundaram.Let me,Let me see the painting in full,The modelExactly like one,Satyam, shivam, sundaram.Truth, goodness and beauty was she really,An embodiment of the three,Whatis satyam is sundaram, shivam.