Showing posts with label sharmishtha basu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sharmishtha basu. Show all posts
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Single
It raises so many eyebrows
Sometimes due to suspicion
Sometimes due to envy
Sometimes rejection and
Sometimes misunderstandings.
Wise men have said
It takes a lot of inner strength
To stay single and happy
Complete in oneself.
To stay with and without
The whole wide world
Hold everyone without
Anger, malice, or hatred.
Treat everyone with
Affection and kindness
To not indulge in petty
Day to day affairs.
To stay apart not aloof
To stay alone not lonely
To love one’s company
To be content with that.
To let others be
Accept the difference
Happily and joyfully
Bloom like a single lotus.
Which blooms alone in stem.
I grew up in an environment where single life did not raised much eyebrows because they lived with their families.
They were under the wings of their parents mostly.
Society almost always looks at single women with suspicion, sometimes malice. Specially if they are happy and independent. Is it fear or jealousy or both?
Sometimes due to suspicion
Sometimes due to envy
Sometimes rejection and
Sometimes misunderstandings.
Wise men have said
It takes a lot of inner strength
To stay single and happy
Complete in oneself.
To stay with and without
The whole wide world
Hold everyone without
Anger, malice, or hatred.
Treat everyone with
Affection and kindness
To not indulge in petty
Day to day affairs.
To stay apart not aloof
To stay alone not lonely
To love one’s company
To be content with that.
To let others be
Accept the difference
Happily and joyfully
Bloom like a single lotus.
Which blooms alone in stem.
I grew up in an environment where single life did not raised much eyebrows because they lived with their families.
They were under the wings of their parents mostly.
Society almost always looks at single women with suspicion, sometimes malice. Specially if they are happy and independent. Is it fear or jealousy or both?
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Fake hermit
A hermit lived inside a forest
a woman worshipped the saint
she went away for a pilgrimage
and came back with her tiny grandson.
She asked her tiny grandson
to go to the hermit and offer him
the fruits and sweets she has brought
from all the holy places she has been.
The hut was easy to locate
so the boy went off alone
he hopped like a tiny rabbit
and soon reached the hut door.
He saw that the hut was dark inside
he got a little scared to see
a pair of huge red eyes looking at him
from the darkness of the dark hut.
He was about to run away when he heard
a gruff voice crooning sweetest words to him.
Yet he lingered at the door and asked him,
“Why is your voice so gruff, eyes are so red?”
The voice replied coyly, “My eyes are glowing
with pure love, my voice became hoarse chanting
the name of our divine Lord, I am His shadow,
so I need no light around me, don’t be afraid!”
Tricked by his sweet words the boy stepped in
his grandmother came searching for him
on the path she met some villagers
who told her no one lived in that hut any more.
Based on little red riding hood.
a woman worshipped the saint
she went away for a pilgrimage
and came back with her tiny grandson.
She asked her tiny grandson
to go to the hermit and offer him
the fruits and sweets she has brought
from all the holy places she has been.
The hut was easy to locate
so the boy went off alone
he hopped like a tiny rabbit
and soon reached the hut door.
He saw that the hut was dark inside
he got a little scared to see
a pair of huge red eyes looking at him
from the darkness of the dark hut.
He was about to run away when he heard
a gruff voice crooning sweetest words to him.
Yet he lingered at the door and asked him,
“Why is your voice so gruff, eyes are so red?”
The voice replied coyly, “My eyes are glowing
with pure love, my voice became hoarse chanting
the name of our divine Lord, I am His shadow,
so I need no light around me, don’t be afraid!”
Tricked by his sweet words the boy stepped in
his grandmother came searching for him
on the path she met some villagers
who told her no one lived in that hut any more.
Based on little red riding hood.
Friday, March 12, 2010
carpet
A luscious carpet of green velvet
spread from this end to that end
of this beautiful, blessed earth
under the deep blue canopy above.
Lying down under some tree
feeling the gentle breeze
murmuring by, kissing my face
I don’t have any care in this world.
Lying down on my back, facing the sky
staring in the deep blue, endless sky
watching the butterflies flying around
listening to birds.. singing their lazy songs.
Will someone take me as a fool
if I confuse myself with these creatures
and think all I have to worry about is
how to find my nest in the evening…
spread from this end to that end
of this beautiful, blessed earth
under the deep blue canopy above.
Lying down under some tree
feeling the gentle breeze
murmuring by, kissing my face
I don’t have any care in this world.
Lying down on my back, facing the sky
staring in the deep blue, endless sky
watching the butterflies flying around
listening to birds.. singing their lazy songs.
Will someone take me as a fool
if I confuse myself with these creatures
and think all I have to worry about is
how to find my nest in the evening…
Friday, March 5, 2010
Prince and angel
A prince was passing through these woods
alone on his white stallion, his only companion,
they say, he got tired at the end of the day
and started to rest beside this crystal brook.
He was woken out of his sleep late at night
he could hear a voice sweeter than nightingale
more melodious than the brook flowing by
even before he opened his eyes to see.
Surprised he opened his eyes to see
and saw a sight which he never forgot.
A glorious angel was sitting on the rock
softly singing the angel song in the solitude.
Such divine was her beauty they say
the prince got besotted by her and begged her
to become his queen and stay with him forever
he dropped at her feet with tears in his eyes.
The angel softly laid her hand on his shoulder
and in a voice full of deep affection she told him
divine love and earthly love are not for one another
when it comes to the love of two mates together.
One searches earthly pleasures in love, other God
one knows body is just a medium, to other its world.
one never lets disgrace upon love or lover
the other loses its senses when it wants its loved one.
One uses love as vessel to God’s love, keeps it pure
other one uses love as nature’s law, nothing more
how can they stay together as mates? Saying so,
she softly flew away, leaving behind the dazed prince.
alone on his white stallion, his only companion,
they say, he got tired at the end of the day
and started to rest beside this crystal brook.
He was woken out of his sleep late at night
he could hear a voice sweeter than nightingale
more melodious than the brook flowing by
even before he opened his eyes to see.
Surprised he opened his eyes to see
and saw a sight which he never forgot.
A glorious angel was sitting on the rock
softly singing the angel song in the solitude.
Such divine was her beauty they say
the prince got besotted by her and begged her
to become his queen and stay with him forever
he dropped at her feet with tears in his eyes.
The angel softly laid her hand on his shoulder
and in a voice full of deep affection she told him
divine love and earthly love are not for one another
when it comes to the love of two mates together.
One searches earthly pleasures in love, other God
one knows body is just a medium, to other its world.
one never lets disgrace upon love or lover
the other loses its senses when it wants its loved one.
One uses love as vessel to God’s love, keeps it pure
other one uses love as nature’s law, nothing more
how can they stay together as mates? Saying so,
she softly flew away, leaving behind the dazed prince.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
masks
people often wear these
faces upon faces to hide
the real face, some are
harmless some are not.
One better should not
lay their fate on people
who wear masks when
they are with their owns.
People who put up masks
sometimes hide feelings
but sometimes they hide
deeper..nature or deeds.
Sometimes they hide
intention too, a wolf
hiding behind sheepskin
better beware of these.
They may not cause harm
or may crush you down
better not trust a person
who hides his eyes and face.
Written on: 4.05.2009
faces upon faces to hide
the real face, some are
harmless some are not.
One better should not
lay their fate on people
who wear masks when
they are with their owns.
People who put up masks
sometimes hide feelings
but sometimes they hide
deeper..nature or deeds.
Sometimes they hide
intention too, a wolf
hiding behind sheepskin
better beware of these.
They may not cause harm
or may crush you down
better not trust a person
who hides his eyes and face.
Written on: 4.05.2009
Friday, February 19, 2010
Greed
A slithering parasite hidden in deep crevice
of our heart, feeding on our desires
keenly observing how much we yield
the more we yield stronger it gets.
If we keep on feeding it will change into
a monster from a tiny insect
instead of gnawing and pricking
it will swallow us complete.
It swallows every virtue which fights it
conscience is its first kill
then come restrain and others
man becomes its slave for ever.
Deeper it drags its victim in his pit
full of lies, cheating and disgrace
if a soul falls too deep in its pit
he can rarely come back, is devoured.
Written on: 4.05.2009
of our heart, feeding on our desires
keenly observing how much we yield
the more we yield stronger it gets.
If we keep on feeding it will change into
a monster from a tiny insect
instead of gnawing and pricking
it will swallow us complete.
It swallows every virtue which fights it
conscience is its first kill
then come restrain and others
man becomes its slave for ever.
Deeper it drags its victim in his pit
full of lies, cheating and disgrace
if a soul falls too deep in its pit
he can rarely come back, is devoured.
Written on: 4.05.2009
Sunday, February 14, 2010
The flute
Oh please let the flute play
I know he does not obey rules
but he plays oh so sweet
all those failings don’t even count.
He does not knows the rules to follow
all he follows is his own heart
his music flows above, beyond the
drab monotony of barriers and rules.
Have you seen a bird singing
his divine song note by note?
or a elegant swan following
chartered course to south?
Binding of rule is not for everyone
there are souls which fly free
spirits which get choked by burdens
of bindings created by you and me.
I know he does not obey rules
but he plays oh so sweet
all those failings don’t even count.
He does not knows the rules to follow
all he follows is his own heart
his music flows above, beyond the
drab monotony of barriers and rules.
Have you seen a bird singing
his divine song note by note?
or a elegant swan following
chartered course to south?
Binding of rule is not for everyone
there are souls which fly free
spirits which get choked by burdens
of bindings created by you and me.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Own light
Glowing with our own little light
thanking God for what is given
feeling blessed for being just
what we are is the bliss of life.
When we see a flower we love it
when we see a colourful bird
we adore its beauty and cherish
without dragging our hearts down.
We listen to a lark with admiration
we watch a waterfall with glee
same should be our state of soul
when we see someone glow.
When we see someone outshining
instead of feeling down we should
glow with our own light, enhance it
and join the shower of loving light.
Written on 30.04.2009
thanking God for what is given
feeling blessed for being just
what we are is the bliss of life.
When we see a flower we love it
when we see a colourful bird
we adore its beauty and cherish
without dragging our hearts down.
We listen to a lark with admiration
we watch a waterfall with glee
same should be our state of soul
when we see someone glow.
When we see someone outshining
instead of feeling down we should
glow with our own light, enhance it
and join the shower of loving light.
Written on 30.04.2009
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
light
When you feel the world is dark
gloomy, painful and full of hurt
light a candle of love in your heart.
If human love has failed you
let it be God’s eternal love.
Once you fill up your heart with light
it wont be contained within.
it will spread its wing from the nest
and fly in the wide, blue sky.
its song will be heard far and wide
its beauty will shower down on mankind.
So, now, when the dark clouds are
gathering around your nest,
illuminate and protect your own light.
Wait for the dawn of the dark night
dawn of admiration of creation
dawn of love and peace and smile.
gloomy, painful and full of hurt
light a candle of love in your heart.
If human love has failed you
let it be God’s eternal love.
Once you fill up your heart with light
it wont be contained within.
it will spread its wing from the nest
and fly in the wide, blue sky.
its song will be heard far and wide
its beauty will shower down on mankind.
So, now, when the dark clouds are
gathering around your nest,
illuminate and protect your own light.
Wait for the dawn of the dark night
dawn of admiration of creation
dawn of love and peace and smile.
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