As such
I am nothing and yet I am everything,
I am the last man.
Devoid of torso, head, or hand
I am a piece of sky,
brick piece, rag, glass bead
I am left out on a dung heap.
I am agony, longing,
I am sunflower,
I am the roaring sea of
sprouting moments of existence.
I am the silent echo
of a boat moored alone,
I am the passenger of
the boat on which you sail.
I am the sail, I am the sailor
I am the torpedo.
Breathing reference,
People live here.
I am alone with the epoch
and that's why
I am silent.
As such
I am nothing and yet I am everything.
I am the last man.
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Sometimes
Sometimes
while slurping coffee
in the cup
the Alps of ideals
dissolves.
Sometimes
in the untimely rain waters
flowing down
the boat of ethics are driven away.
Sometimes in small matters
when one speaks
' Naro va kunjaro va'
even before the Dundubhi is beaten
in the Kurukhshetra
the royal throne of the Truth
trembles.
Then methinks
It’s good that
Socrates took poison,
Christ was crucified
and Gandhi was shot dead!
‘Man or elephant’, ambiguous answer given by Yudhisthir to save , when asked son and elephant had common name, traditionally used to refer to an ambiguous answer rather than cleat truth for selfish purposes. When Yudhisthir gave such ambiguous answer it is said that his chariot which used to from earth came down on earth.
Dundubhi, an ancient hide instrument , a martial drum. It is used during auspicious ceremonies, victory celebrations and at temples
while slurping coffee
in the cup
the Alps of ideals
dissolves.
Sometimes
in the untimely rain waters
flowing down
the boat of ethics are driven away.
Sometimes in small matters
when one speaks
' Naro va kunjaro va'
even before the Dundubhi is beaten
in the Kurukhshetra
the royal throne of the Truth
trembles.
Then methinks
It’s good that
Socrates took poison,
Christ was crucified
and Gandhi was shot dead!
‘Man or elephant’, ambiguous answer given by Yudhisthir to save , when asked son and elephant had common name, traditionally used to refer to an ambiguous answer rather than cleat truth for selfish purposes. When Yudhisthir gave such ambiguous answer it is said that his chariot which used to from earth came down on earth.
Dundubhi, an ancient hide instrument , a martial drum. It is used during auspicious ceremonies, victory celebrations and at temples
I
I
every moment
Burn and burn trembling
And you live in
Ice houses.
I reveal myself as
A sun ray
And you live in the city
surrounded by mist.
Isn't it enough?
every moment
Burn and burn trembling
And you live in
Ice houses.
I reveal myself as
A sun ray
And you live in the city
surrounded by mist.
Isn't it enough?
The Joy of Identity
O enlightened one,
showing the direction with your finger
the challenge that you gave
echoes everywhere today.
For freedom, equality and
fraternity
you became the voice of unity
and dedicated your life
in making of a new era.
O great Bharat Ratna,
your ideals
are taking shape
and will become blasts, tomorrow.
The bells of democracy will echo
in the temples of justice,
the nation is indebted to you, Baba!
O Father Great,
Grant us your ideals
that your finger points to.
Let your joy of identity
shower on us!
showing the direction with your finger
the challenge that you gave
echoes everywhere today.
For freedom, equality and
fraternity
you became the voice of unity
and dedicated your life
in making of a new era.
O great Bharat Ratna,
your ideals
are taking shape
and will become blasts, tomorrow.
The bells of democracy will echo
in the temples of justice,
the nation is indebted to you, Baba!
O Father Great,
Grant us your ideals
that your finger points to.
Let your joy of identity
shower on us!
The Joy of Identity
O enlightened one,
showing the direction with your finger
the challenge that you gave
echoes everywhere today.
For freedom, equality and
fraternity
you became the voice of unity
and dedicated your life
in making of a new era.
O great Bharat Ratna,
your ideals
are taking shape
and will become blasts, tomorrow.
The bells of democracy will echo
in the temples of justice,
the nation is indebted to you, Baba!
O Father Great,
Grant us your ideals
that your finger points to.
Let your joy of identity
shower on us!
showing the direction with your finger
the challenge that you gave
echoes everywhere today.
For freedom, equality and
fraternity
you became the voice of unity
and dedicated your life
in making of a new era.
O great Bharat Ratna,
your ideals
are taking shape
and will become blasts, tomorrow.
The bells of democracy will echo
in the temples of justice,
the nation is indebted to you, Baba!
O Father Great,
Grant us your ideals
that your finger points to.
Let your joy of identity
shower on us!
The Lullaby
we are like the camel,
Movement in the feet,
water in the belly
and the rides on the back!
In the neck
songs of lullaby
14,15,16,17,46, 330, 335…
So so many!
Anklets in the feet
Tinkle so sweet!
Then we shouted
'What you see there, is happiness,
what you hear ,are chants of equality.
stretch your hands and all riches are yours,
how roars the sea,
the lush green that waves is revolution!
the slow breeze
and Cool water!
thus far
till today
there, there... Now, now!’
The lips of camel
move and move
in glow of the mirage
to gather nothing but
the froth!
14,15,16,17,46, 330, 335 codes of Indian Penal Code related to provisions for scheduled castes
Natraj, The lord of dance
I am the destroyer, terrifying time
I am the mridanga taal of
drum of Dhurjati
I am the kalki,
fire of sun in my eyes,
strength of breaking
the high domes
in my hands.
I am the quake,
the rebellion of a burning pain.
I can make volcanoes erupt
in the oppressed.
Restless I am.
the sky equals to existence
and I was born as
the Alps of identity.
I am the curse of the earth,
I am the lord of Tandava.
Dhurjati is name of shiva
Tandava , The dance of destruction
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