MUSE INDIA-OCT-09
Dedication
.... to the invisible person
Who sweats all through the day and night
To make us happy
I dedicate this small and short verse
He raises our garden beautifully
with all varieties of flowers
spreading fragrance
all through the year
and expects all of us
to bear tender flowers in hearts
to fill the earth with fragrance of love
To that gardener
with reverence I bow,
I dedicate the petals
and fruits this day
and all tomorrows to come...
At the opportune time
In divinity...
Uneventful incidents
sometimes shackle me
for longer duration
and my hopes start to go dry
The waves in the sea rise high
only to surrender thereafter
and ebb into oblivion
If balloons are not tender
and do not surrender
with air can we fill them ever,
can we pop up a stone
by blowing a storm into it?
May hopes and desires be flexible,
as sugar in milk
in divinity
we should be soluble...
Ecstasy
It appears to me
my life has entered a maze,
speed breakers of luxury
and dark traffic signals
have held me back
to reach my destination in time,
My hopes and desires stumble
against the boulders of despair,
I am wounded and race no more...
Can I ever have His mercy
to reap the divine ecstasy ?
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A fateful
morning...
In the early hours
of this fateful morning
I am being anxious
to hide my age,
I tried to beautify my
unheeding gray hair
colouring it to thick black sheen.
The mirror, I am holding
in my shivering hands
suddenly slipped down to spread
in splinters all around the floor.
Every piece of the broken mirror
reflected the images of my worrying face
and unequivocally, my sulking mind
expressed great concern
over the mishap that happened unexpectedly.
Is it me exactly
Or my inner being
in the grip of fear
worries so much
over this insignificant matter?
Has the inner soul developed a fracture
that the youth has given a slip,
or does my heart chuckles
and beats fast...
is it innocence or foolishness,
or something else that bothers me
and has delivered a packet of anxiety
at my door step on this fateful morning?
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Sanctum -Sanctorum
When my heart is overflowing
in pain and despair
and why does my soul draw tear from a deep well
and pour it slowly on to my lap?
As long as joy was unlimited
and delight made my heart light
I was unmindful of bliss and ecstasy,
When my sky is overcast today
in desperation I search for the sun...
I pray you My lord! my friend and philosopher,
I wait for your little finger to hold
for every act or deed I propose to do hereafter.
You are my sole saviour
the storehouse of supreme power
you are the revered deity
in the Sanctum -Sanctorum of little temple!!
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in sprinkles...
I feel delighted
and my joy knows no bounds
when rain , drops in sprinkles on my head,
I immediately turn myself for a moment as a child
when I played in showers in those carefree days
despite strong warnings
by my affectionate
parents.
I continued my tryst with it,
preparing paper boats
and putting them on water
to float swiftly
My garden smiles with blooming flowers
and my heart dances in joy
Even now on seeing the black clouds in the sky
my dreams form droplets to come down
to cheer the farmers in their fields
and tickle the kids drenching their silken cheeks
to the coveted
destiny...
Even while moving in groups
I feel alienated
and loneliness
just frightens me
When it is in the case of my loneliness
I can't think of any body else my lord! except You
My mind parades round your ideals
and my heart in rhythm beats
just your name, not any other thing.
Now my soul decided to join you
in the set journey
Oh! The supreme lord!
Just be with us and lead us on to the coveted destiny
we all feel delighted for your leadership
and stay dedicated for ever on sands of time.
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For all other
practical purposes
When it is dark all the time,
for a little brightness we crave more
and put all hopes in you
with a checkered career in mind
When the flow of water is fast
and the swift waves threaten
on our safe passage
We keep you and your assurances in heart
and brave the crisis to tide over
Wherever we need your help and guidance
we are actually getting it before hand
and we naturally feel it as a boon to us
for all our sincere and serene prayers
Oh! God!! our supreme power!!!!
we derive confidence by chanting
your names umpteen times
day in and day out and in all our daily chores
Our experiences all the way look different
But we all sail with you to reach our goals
with courage and confidence
we all living beings look odd in nature
but we are all one,
with dedication we surrender to you
for all other practical purposes...
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At his lotus feet
...
When the spring steps in
the blunt branches of dried trees
wake up from the cold
slumber
of the long nights of the winter
Tender green leaves sway
in the cool southern breeze,
new buds wink and wait
to blossom to every body's surprize
Fragrance wafts all around
to welcome our Supreme Lord,
does his chariot land
or He sends His ambassadors -
the bees and the butterflies
into a world so cheerful and so jocund!
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Looking at all the
odds
Looking at all the odds for decades together
an inhuman tendency has developed
by all the humans in the world
Thus, some nation’s unwanted fascination
for waging wars against a weak nation,
and media going ga ga for coverage
for awards and prizes
bring no surprises
in a ruthless world...
Arms dealers and experts
in guerilla warfare
win accolade and honours,
rule nations by proxy
in the name of healthy democracy.
Will ever man be sane
and blow cool breeze of love
instead of tornado of hate
and cruel hurricane?
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Dredging the
channels ...
Some news channels
roam around sensational clips
by striking the keys of playback and
fastforward options alone, time and again
Some family channels
try to systematize villainy
In their long drawn unending serials
Much to the excitement of viewers
Some music channels
on the track of offering reality shows
Highlight the squabbling, in quick succession
Only in the name of arousing interest in the minds of
onlookers
thus spilling waves of embarrassment in the minds of
connoisseurs
May be some channels without minding more for ratings
Continue to highlight ‘National geography events’
and interludes with educative interest on thebackground.
The eyes that are very much
glued to the screens should identify
which ones are to be encouraged, which ones to be censored
and what need to be absorbed in the interest of the next day
As a last resort ...
Once I am delighted to see the sky
Closely shrouded by black clouds
Blocking all the scorching summer sunshine
and sprinkling drops of water on earth
Can these rains go disastrous
and make the lives of people
stranded on sheets of water
and all their hopes of normal life
go astray with desires
inundated in shambles
shooting ahead with flows of water?
Does the GOD of rains too
Play games so unkind
with the hapless poor lot
crying for help in sheer despair.
Are we leaving the path of righteousness
and moving away from the tenets of Dharma,
teach such fitting lessons
to think once again
to revert to the days of ‘Ramarajya’
feeling it as a last resort to our grieving earth
Rao garu, Relevant ruminations on rains. It is perhaps the
running commentary on the present cyclonic condition in Krishna
and Guntur
districts. Regards.
Ch J Satyananda Kumar, visakhapatnam
Oct 03, 2009
In the rain and shine of life...
On some days I delve deeply into the ocean of thoughts
and swim onto the tides of utter despair
On some other days I fly high in the sky
making all my days thereafter look brighter than ever
before.
Oh! My lord! Why all these disparities
play hide and seek in the lives of Humans?
"OH ! the innocent devotee, if light doesn't appear
you feel half dead with dense darkness frightening you all the time
And thereby you will
not get a chance
to be delighted and thereby highlighted
in all the walks of your life, leaving all the pain do the
drain
Be patient and wait for a chance
to feel excited for experiencing these
lights and shadows in the rain and shine of life"
As light comes naturally darkness disappears
on the quick sands of time- oh my devotees!
