All the angels were playing in heaven’s garden
When they noticed their darling friend
Compassion has been missing these games
Since long, how long they don’t even know.
Love and friendship started to search
Saw her sitting on a cloud
Far away from bustling crowd
They tiptoed to her to startle her.
Before they did their hearts prevented
For she was gazing so aptly down
When they followed her gaze they saw
A speck of gentle light shining there.
Compassion saw them and beckoned
Together they flew down to earth
The light was a gentle soul in plight
Surrounded by dark shadows and pits.
Everytime a shadow reached out for her
with its icy, cold fingers, or she moved
too close to one of the pits, compassion
prevented her using her unseen power.
Friendship and love hugged compassion
the light which created thereby
destroyed all the shadows, filled up the pit
together the three flew back to heaven.
Showing posts with label compassion. Show all posts
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Thursday, April 23, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
violence and its aftermath..
A storm
Let a storm gather in the heaven
come down in your full glory
the glory only you can possess
which will show us your fury
fury against these destruction
using your name, your affection.
Killing a child of your very own
then telling that it was for you
to prove love for you
to cherish your glory
to uplift your name
to tell a golden story.
Let the storm blow away all
these old, decayed thing
that once were living, breathing
but have lost that life long.
now they only lie in pile
of useless, worthless thinking.
Once every useless thing is gone
let the heavens shine and rain
let the seeds of tomorrow be sown
full of peace, love for every thing
in harmony and full of nurturing
only love for you and your creation.
The storm
Dark, ominous clouds gathered in the horizon,
Rapidly they covered the heaven and sun
Merciless winds came down from all sides
Set to tear apart the entire world.
Every thing weak blew away in that wind
Every thing tender fell to the earth
The cruel pure light of thunders flashed
The distant drum of victory rang.
The rain
The rains came down after the storm
the cloud played the gentle drums
pure water of love and peace
came softly down from above.
They cleaned away the dust
Gathered through the centuries
They washed away all rust
From the chains around souls.
Rusted chains of slavery to thoughts
created through worshipping oneself,
Across the centuries in god’s name
all blown away in storm, washed in rain.
Every thing was pure and clear
No stains of yesterday was there
Waiting for tomorrow to come
To play after the stage was set.
The aftermath
The cruel winds blew away every thing
That was old, and rotten, shallow,
The tender seeds full of life and love
Which were sleeping deep below,
Gently opened their eyes and streched
Their limbs, yawned and sprouted out
To cover the world with luscious green.
Tomorrow
If you had seen those ominous dark clouds
looming over the horizon with dazzling sparks
heard the screaming wind and tearing thunders
you would have been surprised
such a destruction was the base
of a tree full of blossoms waiting
to turn into ripe, sweet fruits
for hungry birds and humans.
the creator creates and destroys with reason
he destroys only to built the world anew
don’t play God, don’t destroy, unless you can
bring those things, or better things back to life.
Let a storm gather in the heaven
come down in your full glory
the glory only you can possess
which will show us your fury
fury against these destruction
using your name, your affection.
Killing a child of your very own
then telling that it was for you
to prove love for you
to cherish your glory
to uplift your name
to tell a golden story.
Let the storm blow away all
these old, decayed thing
that once were living, breathing
but have lost that life long.
now they only lie in pile
of useless, worthless thinking.
Once every useless thing is gone
let the heavens shine and rain
let the seeds of tomorrow be sown
full of peace, love for every thing
in harmony and full of nurturing
only love for you and your creation.
The storm
Dark, ominous clouds gathered in the horizon,
Rapidly they covered the heaven and sun
Merciless winds came down from all sides
Set to tear apart the entire world.
Every thing weak blew away in that wind
Every thing tender fell to the earth
The cruel pure light of thunders flashed
The distant drum of victory rang.
The rain
The rains came down after the storm
the cloud played the gentle drums
pure water of love and peace
came softly down from above.
They cleaned away the dust
Gathered through the centuries
They washed away all rust
From the chains around souls.
Rusted chains of slavery to thoughts
created through worshipping oneself,
Across the centuries in god’s name
all blown away in storm, washed in rain.
Every thing was pure and clear
No stains of yesterday was there
Waiting for tomorrow to come
To play after the stage was set.
The aftermath
The cruel winds blew away every thing
That was old, and rotten, shallow,
The tender seeds full of life and love
Which were sleeping deep below,
Gently opened their eyes and streched
Their limbs, yawned and sprouted out
To cover the world with luscious green.
Tomorrow
If you had seen those ominous dark clouds
looming over the horizon with dazzling sparks
heard the screaming wind and tearing thunders
you would have been surprised
such a destruction was the base
of a tree full of blossoms waiting
to turn into ripe, sweet fruits
for hungry birds and humans.
the creator creates and destroys with reason
he destroys only to built the world anew
don’t play God, don’t destroy, unless you can
bring those things, or better things back to life.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Aggression
If we observe keenly we will sadly agree that modern world is of shoving and pushing. The more aggressive you are, the more mileage you will gain. Aggession and ruthlessness has become the mantra for success. Today the gentlemen are roughly pushed to back seat by less qualified or eligible go getters. The softer you are the worser nightmare your career life will become, no matter how capable you are if you cant fight tooth and nail for it, or opt for the “by hook or by crook” policy you wont be able to make steady place.
There will be always a fear lurking in the corner that some one will grab your well deserved seat by some under the seat method.
If we see we will realize that its just the way the society is moving, it does not all of a sudden pops up its head once a person joins an office. Modern day children are brought up that way. Our parents used to teach us compassion, humility, affection. Today the children are taught to be competitive, ruthless, selfish. When they grow up they give the society the same. It does not have any connection with poverty, today the luxury in the life of common man is far more than it was twenty years ago.
We were taught by our parents that sharing never makes you poor, it makes you spiritually rich. The boys and girls who did not shared were called selfish, but today they are called smart.
Some how the sharing tendency has changed to grabbing tendency. We have started to think mainly for only us, even our parents don’t fall in our private circle. We often take them as threat to our luxury too. We cant share our excess income with them, forget about bare necessities.
I have read in an article that its due to population explosion, a group of scientists have proved it with a group of rats in an confined enclosure. The more their numbers grew their aggression increased. If we study human society, we will see the same symptoms. There is an overeager ness for grabbing for things, which we may never need.
Say, for example, where is the problem in sharing our excess clothes or money with people who don’t have any? Is it necessary that we will have to make a postmortem or set up an enquiry committee to assess the worthiness of the stretched hand? How poor he really is, what does he does with the one rupee coin which we gave them or the rejected shirt we gave them? I remember the beautiful doha by rahim which meant those people who stretch their palm for favour are already dead, but those who refuse them are doubly so. They have died before them.
We are forgetting that every society moves together to get a goal. People bulldoze others in stampede or battlegrounds, not in a civilized society. If we turn away our face from the suffering of other peoples, burning down of their houses, our homes will not be saved either.
There will be always a fear lurking in the corner that some one will grab your well deserved seat by some under the seat method.
If we see we will realize that its just the way the society is moving, it does not all of a sudden pops up its head once a person joins an office. Modern day children are brought up that way. Our parents used to teach us compassion, humility, affection. Today the children are taught to be competitive, ruthless, selfish. When they grow up they give the society the same. It does not have any connection with poverty, today the luxury in the life of common man is far more than it was twenty years ago.
We were taught by our parents that sharing never makes you poor, it makes you spiritually rich. The boys and girls who did not shared were called selfish, but today they are called smart.
Some how the sharing tendency has changed to grabbing tendency. We have started to think mainly for only us, even our parents don’t fall in our private circle. We often take them as threat to our luxury too. We cant share our excess income with them, forget about bare necessities.
I have read in an article that its due to population explosion, a group of scientists have proved it with a group of rats in an confined enclosure. The more their numbers grew their aggression increased. If we study human society, we will see the same symptoms. There is an overeager ness for grabbing for things, which we may never need.
Say, for example, where is the problem in sharing our excess clothes or money with people who don’t have any? Is it necessary that we will have to make a postmortem or set up an enquiry committee to assess the worthiness of the stretched hand? How poor he really is, what does he does with the one rupee coin which we gave them or the rejected shirt we gave them? I remember the beautiful doha by rahim which meant those people who stretch their palm for favour are already dead, but those who refuse them are doubly so. They have died before them.
We are forgetting that every society moves together to get a goal. People bulldoze others in stampede or battlegrounds, not in a civilized society. If we turn away our face from the suffering of other peoples, burning down of their houses, our homes will not be saved either.
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