PANCH-GYANENDRIYA

BRAMHA RANDHRA

Let me take rest out of this evil weariness…

My eyes are tired struggling upon bad scene

I have no patience to hallucinate

Let me see only you, the best of all … hay, (Jyoti-randhra) light of my eye.

Tongue has failed sense of taste

Neither say unusable words nor usable of this materialistic world

Let me enchant only your glory … hay, (Rasa- randhra) my inner voice.

Nose is nervous getting dirty smell

No-one to inhale other than your sweet /holy smell

Let me mesmerize with your unique fragrance … hay, (Basana- randhra) smell of my nose.

Skin has lost sensation

Instead You to feel something

Let me be sensitive, (even in sleep) to get your sensation … hay, (Sparsh- randhra) sense of nerve.

Ears are never adjusted beyond the unbearable noise

Never heard the barbaric words of this uncivilized society

Let me hear only your glorious deeds … hay, (Shruti- randhra) sound of my ear.

Oh, my God…Param Brahma!

Let me not force my hidden spirit into a tiresome world

Let me sleep on these--- Resting my trust upon you.

By which tomorrow all will be renewed, energized for a fresh and tired free morning.

FREEDOM

MUKTA

Two feet land, three feet clothes

Four drops water, five minute time…..

Hey Allah! Let it to me to exist…..

On the land, where I had kept my feet thinking it’s mine

That was slipped from my foot.

Searching only for two feet land sun has set.

Searching for a Burkha…

To hide my face and not to look naked whence I had stepped forward

Thence who knows, how it was naked before me in the name of God.

Drop by drop water makes ocean greater…

Searching two drops for me and two drops for you

It never found, but whole world has made desert.

To spend time, we need time…

Nowhere to fix foot, everywhere horror…

Give me only five minute to offer my five times prayer.

If it would not get me, it’s better what I was before this world.

At least-

Give me three feet clothes for shroud and two foots land for burial

Five minute time to born my crematoria and four drops water to put it out.

Please let fulfill my aims…

If nothing is possible, take me back to that Burkha where I was

And let me sovereignty …..

Hey Allah! Let it to me exist…..let my existence be……..

Hey Allah! Let me be independent…let me face independence……

INCARNATION-SWARUP

My dear Mother...

When I was unknown only one thing was known to me is my mother,

She is always with me.

But when I wish to know, many more things unknown to me

That my mother, who willingly bears difficulties for other.

She is sympathetic and pathetic.

She is oppressed and depressed.

She is imaginary and immense.

She is tolerant and many-a-more.

She is mistress of Young man and tress of Villain.

She is friend’s companion and nurses of old man.

She is someone’s daughter and someone’s sister.

She is someone’s lover and someone’s teacher.

Over all she is a woman who makes a man behave like a gentleman for everyone.

It is her obligation as a Mother.

Every mother may give a new soldier to the nation

But every soldier may not get a new mother from their nation.

“If mothers of various nations meet together there would be no more war.”

HAPPENINGS

Ghatana...

Hey, Bhagwan!

I swear, it never happens again…

What had happened, that was a dream.

If it is my mistake to dream

How could I see you without the dream?

Hence, I try to see the world through your dreamy eyes.

I wish I must see you and touch your feet

I must be your with your dreamful creation.

The flower dancing by thrilling of wind

Fountain creates miracle with rainbow.

Birdies chatter with their mother

Kitty watches their noise waiting for her mother.

It may be, someone waiting for others and someone always with other.

Something happens by the help of others

And something happens by the self power.

What have happened either directly or indirectly?

What had happened or will happen…yesterday or tomorrow

All is well by your wellness.

Everything happens by your willful dreams.

XENIAL

Grandfather...

There was a rule - to abide the “Rule of Family”

Who would like to bind the bell on the cat’s neck?

When I was a child, I used to hear the stories from my grand mother…

That was not only about the family, the whole world.

How daring, laborious, wise and determinant was he?

Even a single day he has not taken rest

From sunrise to sunset he was busy in his own business.

After all, he has spent time for all, when free

As a devotee of Bramha, Bramhacharya was part of his life

He never forgets to maintain life like a Monk within four walls of this materialistic world.

Not only strict for others, also for himself

Everyday, it must be he read Bhagavad Gita, Purans…etc.

He was eating to sustain

But we were sustaining to eat.

Difference is that at seventy, he ploughs his own land by the help of ancient wooden plough.

That means Swarajya with non-violence.

In his eye, Guest is not less than God

No-one return back empty handed from him.

Above all he never neglects his family

Tried to fulfill cent percent of wanting

And guide all to lead a perfect life.

Since then we have reached the third generation of our family

Being a part of this combined family we are proud of it

But what he managed was never managed by us.

So a traditional family always needs tradition man

Like our grandfathers – Gandhi, Nehru, Patel

In their times, there was no money or power like now-a-days,

Still… he has only internal power…

Mind power is always greater than money power.

Hence, the family is not just maintained by money and power, also by a well versed mind.

This was proved by them, when we get freedom to maintain our family in our own way.

UTMOST

Oh my Lord, purity is there, from where I found you

Surety is also there when I came across you;

Nothing is possible without your blessings

Something may be, by the blinking of your eyes.

Hey Prabhu……

An apple has five/six seeds, but in one seed, how many apples?

Any one can count the seeds, but only you can count all the apples.

We bored well, water supplied by you

We see the stars on the sky; they glitter by you;

Oceans have high tides and sun reflect ultraviolet rays

Water flows down, steam up the above sky and ice floats.

You make us intellectual, genius and wise

We are so much intelligent,

For which we forget to memories you.

Pardon – My Lord, my light of the eye, path finder……

Give me true education and true knowledge;

Make me real intellectual and real servant;

Show me the right direction of right path.

ZOO

The whole world is a zoo, where there

We all are animal of various classes;

Who knows what will happen tomorrow

Today is the best day, enjoy life with cheers.

Deer to tiger and tiger to hunter

Whether luckily or unluckily if meet each other;

Frog to snake and snake to snake-charmer

No-one missed the chance, all need to fulfill wanting of their.

Wants are unlimited still, all wants to be free

But they never know they are inside zoo;

Depending upon zoo-warden live their life

Warden is the supreme power, who looks after all too.

The nest of sparrow swinging by the wind on the top of palm tree

And she is flying without fear nest to nest with her birdies;

She knows nothing is permanent in this temporary world

Still she is caring her child instead of taking care of herself.

Human beings deserve more but gain less

Just like a silly monkey, who jumps branch to branch to eat more;

At last he reached the point from where he started jump

So we all are inside zoo wherever we may go, again will come for suing.

WHAT IS LOVE?

HOW LOVE IS...? 

Love is like a river, which flows forever

Don't feel it is like a flower

Before getting it dies in season's shower.

Love is a commitment which is committed by each other

It is not a feeling, which comes and goes like flower.

Love can never be so fruitful without friendship

As flower can't be beautiful without color and fragrance.

Love is blind, never sees what is beauty and good

But it hears what is not spoken and understands what is not explained.

Love doesn't work in the mouth nor the mind but in the heart.

Never be afraid to fall in love it may hurt a lot.

Love may give aches and pains

If you love, you must ready to accept it

It may leave your heart but keep in mind

And will be willing to endure the pain of past.

Love is not like investment which means something to expect in return

Love is just like commitment which means to prepare to accept pain.

Love is proud less, don't enjoy it with pride

Better to lose your pride rather than someone you guide.

Love doesn't have a happy ending

If you expect happiness, that means

You do not love, you are using.

Because love doesn't have to end at all

This is the most desirous thing of the world which is neither got easily nor left forcefully.

It is meaningless to say goodbye to someone I never had.

It is impossible to fall tears for someone who was never mine.

It is worthless to miss someone I was never.

And why I love someone whose love was never mine.

GOD IS EVERYTHING

Hey, Parameshwar (Sunyavashi)!

You are the One and only but present everywhere.

You are the Formless and Body less but creators of everything.

You are the Unique and Distinct but bondage with your devotee’s love.

You are the Anadi and Nirakar but everything started with you and Sakara.

You are the Omnipotent and Omnipresent but stayed in one.

You are the Birth-less and Shapeless but born number of times.

You are the only of your Devotee and Follower but all follow to love you.

You are the Dare and Afraid of all but enable other to free from all.

You are the Out of Indriya but doing duty of Indriya.

You are the Action-less but source of action.

Oh, my God, let me be painstaking, unprejudiced, and truthful.

Let me be optimistic and enlighten me with your light of wisdom,

Encourage me to be your courageous devotee.

HYPNOTISM OF NATURE

Spring-Summer-Rain

Winter shawl wave away from the earth

The yellow leaves flutter and fall

The spring has done its flowering,

And renew the world with descent color.

The wind of heaven kisses the flower

The bank of the river scented with strange fragrance

The sea-shore integrate with full of crowd.

The bees' wandering flower to flower

Play the most surprising game

As peacock dance awaiting the rain drops

And her joy knew no bounds.

The busy ant collecting his food from here and there

Instead of caring his present situation

In the mean time wind blown away him

And he falls on the river and flows with the clamorous waves.

Giant hot and sun stroke wave up the people's life

Summer sun shocked the waves

These watery waves move into high heaven

And recycled into cold drops

When rushed towards mountain, it drops down as rain drops.

Rainy night covered with dark black shawl

Clouds bombarded as heavy thunder in the lightening night

The boat man crosses the flooded river

And his far away song flows from the other side.

The ant also lunch out through that yellow leaves

Like people get out from the boat.

Nothing is helpless in these worlds

Thy God look after all.

RIVER

Nadee...

And the river’s crisp crawling makes me want to swim

The boatman makes his way on the river

The farmer use her in his field

Does she hesitate why all have used her?

And the bank of the river engraved with Kash Tandi flower

Look alike white lily at the hair of village woman.

When the naughty wind touches them, it swings like waves

And sometimes hide them in the lap of river.

She is very monotone, hilarious, and speedy

Ever since she has changed her path

The heap-of-sand gathers on river bed…

It makes pleasant to his neighbors, who must be benefited using these as fertile

But other falling tears as flooded river destroyed by her severe flows.

River, never mind why she is here

Still she is our well-wisher like our mother.

YODEL…

Nothing Single...

The river mingles with the ocean

And the fountains with the river,

The wind flows in the heaven

With a nice fragrance and sweet emotion,

The waves clasp one another

And the honey bees sting on flower,

The mountains kiss high heaven

Never mind she is alone,

The sunlight clasps the earth

And the sunflower blossom with,

The moonbeams kiss the sea

And the sea happily wave up and down as tides,

No-one in the world is alone

All things are in nature by a law divine.

In one another is being attached

Why not I with you, hey, my Lord?

VOW

Without you what I have…GOD?

Hey, Paramatma…

This endless and infinite number of waves,

Void sky and uncountable stars

Very large earth and unimaginary creatures,

Everything is yours.

What could have with me to give you?

You are sender and I am sent

You are delight and I am delighted

You are known and I am unknown

You are intelligent and I am ignorant

Let me be active to sing your song

Let me energies to offer my prayer to you and everything of mine.

Without you … what I have with me?

FRIENDSHIP***

Dear Friends...!

Friendship is a priceless gift

That we can never buy,

Made of love, trust and care

That cannot fade or die.

Friendship is a passionate gift

That warms with its glow,

Brightening life’s path for us

No matter where we go.

Friendship is a precious gift

That’s always sweet and fair,

Bringing treasures bright as diamond

And happiness (is) to spare.

Friendship is a penultimate gift

That’s never bound within give and take

Encourages propinquity to each other

That is always real and never fake.

Friendship is a perpetual gift

That’s never broken by any flow

Always glitters as old as gold

Whilst man may come, man may go.

“FRIENDSHIP” was published on “Aakash Times” in July-2012 Issue.

HOME

Ghara...

If Birds have no nest

Lions are cave less

And Fishes swim over dry land;

Then make my heart into little rooms

All would take rest inside,

And slowly stop my breath…

where they could respire the whole life.

If Sun without rays

Night flooded with bright light

And Moon flushes ink-black darkness;

Then make my eye brighter to brightest

For which all would be brightened,

And swiftly close my eyes…

            where they could provide light to the world through thee.

And whose backbone is broken by poverty,

whose vision is lost before see the world

For them, make shelter in my flesh and bone

Even as each part of my body to be used;

And openly surgery my body…

            where they could stand upon me.

The rooms within house where they could renew their life like a flower.

Let them scent others by which all will feel that is their own home.

DREAM

Swapna...

Who has not seen her?

All living beings have, from I to you and even Man to Animal.

Similarity is that, all have seen her.

Dissimilarity is, it varies from man to man

And animal to animal according to their sense.

We have seen her even inside mother’s stomach

in unconscious mood but by the grace of God.

Whatever, in which way, we have seen that, directly reflect in our life.

Again we have met her when we free from mother’s ovary

in subconscious mood by our well-wishers.

And that helps us to make our life as social animal.

At last when we see her in conscious mood there is nothing

in between us, only she and we by the self-way.

Unconsciousness and consciousness both are happen when we are out of sense.

First happen when we are inside ovum

but outside this material world.

Secondly, when we are out of ovum

but inside this material world.

Difference is that, when we are unconscious, we directly attach with conscious –God.

But when we are conscious, we attach with unconscious -Material world.

Oh my beauty Dream- I bow down to your feet

Let me free from your sweet hug.

If I would meet again I would not be a living being,

May be non-living for which you would not mesmerize me by your magic touch.

NISHI-PADMA

Nilesh...

Night has sleep covering with a thin shawl of dew

And the stray dogs are watching on neon light;

Breathless Padma shivering with cold and fear

The sixty-year-old watchman whistled on whole night.

Padma feared due to her near future delivery

And sometime cheered, when she thought about her baby;

When everything is in deep sleep she was not so easy

But faith of scattering moon light by Angels fell on her body.

Night has come and night has gone, all are not same

Every night is neither painful nor happy as she feels so;

She has seen delivery, abortion, operation and surgery

But never feel heartily what she has feeling now also.

Next day:-

The twentieth February neither so hot nor so cool

Ward no twenty, the emergency ward of hospital;

When all are busy at 2 p.m., she was feeling easy more all

Padma gave birth to her baby and all are looking cheerful.

The new born baby Nishipadma broke the silence of hospital

When Padma kiss him (baby), Angels poured the pleasure of rainwater;

And there was a phone call, when she attend it

None was there except baby’s father, whom she was searching in her tear.

We are always saying “Man proposes and God disposes”

But it is true “God sees the truth but waits”;

Though we are sure ripen fruits are more tasty than raw

Who are we willing to go against God’s good wishes?

OH, MY GOD!

 IF YOU WOULD NOT…?

Hey, Sunya Brahma…

You are the omnipresent, omnipotent and omniscient.

Where could I hide my deeds and myself?

What I did, what I am doing and will do…

Everything is possible only by you and your goodness.

If you would not … so, how is it?

Hey, Param Brahma…

You are the smaller than small and greater than great, neither small nor great.

You are the darker than dark and brighter than bright, neither dark nor bright.

You are the higher than high and lower than low, neither high nor low.

How could I think to reach on that height?

How could I think to touch that bright?

How could I think to become like that great?

If you would not … who am I to that?

So, why should I depend upon others instead of you?

If you would not …I must not.

Keep on my hands towards you, accept my salutation

Oh, my Lord, all of me is your, save me.

UNCONDITIONAL LOVE

Incomparable...

What you given that never compared with you

I receive it, but never waste time to mingle with so.

All things are precious, penultimate and pantheism

Even nothing else to compare what you gifted me.

You send…The Red roses…

But it is not nicer than your red lips,

Looks like red petals of thy roses.

You send…The Cloverleaves…

But it is not so open than your sweet heart,

As like thy leaves as pale and flattened.

You send…The Marigold…

But it is not so goldy than your milk red body,

Not like twenty-four carrot purest gold.

You send… The Shedder leaves…

But it is not so closed than your closeness with me,

even your unconditional love.

In brief: Leaves are open and close in various venations taking your good personality

               and colors from your colorful attractive body.

Above all: Flowers are taken virtue from you, their sweet smells from your sweet breath
                 and the beauty’s from your glorious look.

Hence, the gift you have given never be comparable with you.

All were materialistic and conditional

But what I get from you without attachment that is our unconditional love.

KEY TO MY HEART

K+I+S+S...

Sweet things are always with you evolved from your kind heart

And you are the one who has the key to my heart.

From you, the meaning of love and caring I used to teach

And you always there with your Hugs and Love,

            whenever I need them the most.

Happiness always comes not only from your heart also from your brain

And you are the one who has make happiness to happen.

With you, my love is like fire I feel happy when I burn

And you always there with your Hopes and Dreams,

            whenever I thought them by passion.

Sweet sandal smell of your, tender upon my whole body as well as my soul

And you are the wind beneath my wing makes me cool.

On your arms, I feel so comfort when you pass a smile

And you always there with your Glance and Kiss,

            whenever I want them by eyes and lips.

LOVE NEVER DIES

Dear, Priya…!

Your kind heart is my treasure

Your lovely hug is my pleasure.

Your sweet lips is my word

Your magic eye is my world.

Your milk-rose cheek is my passion

Your white-heron nose is my determination.

Your hopeful dream is my luck

Your unconditional love is my life.

The depth in your heart, the warmth in your hug;

The kiss in your lips, the glance in your eyes;

The glows in your cheek, the glaze in your nose;

The faith in your dream, the truth in your love;

All makes my life great.

If I could be anything…I would be your tear,

So I could be born in your cheek and die on your lips.

You are sweeter than sugar …

While my mouth touches your lips,

You are salty than salt …

While my tear falls on your forehead,

You are bitter than sour …

While my finger plays without sense of humor.

You are the one and only my best life partner

With each day passing I tend more in love with you forever.

Our love is a work of art …

Designed by emotions, decorated by faith;

Polished with sacrifice and ever lasted by truth.

It (love) never fails.

THANK YOU...Dear

Dhanyabad...

Thank you for showing me your love yesterday,

Today and all the tomorrow to come;

Thanks for making me as a complete man and for being a part of me.

Thank you for giving me your heart wholly,

To share every moment of our life;

Thanks for making me your life partner and for being a heart of me.

Thank you for winking me your eyes sweetly,

I could stay in your blue eye;

Thanks for making me your tear of love and for being a light of me.

Thank you for receiving me on your cheek,

My kiss is always with you upto the end of us;

Thanks for making me your best of life and for being my elegant fragrance.

QUEST

Who am I instead of you … GOD?

Oh, My God…

Morning shows the days with glittering rays of sun

River flows singing the song of your greatness

Flower blossoms with sweet fragrance of your kindness

Birds are flapping their feathers by your bliss of power.

Evening comes when sun return back to her mother’s lap

Moon smiles showering her soft blissful light (cold)

Dew scattered on Dahlia, looks like diamond glittered on mother’s nose

Summer, rainy, autumn, dewy, winter, spring

Comes one after another and goes timely

Yesterday’s Lucy, today Mrs. Lucy and tomorrow may be late Lucy

This is true and truth never be hidden

All is happened with your blessings.

Who am I to say here and there, this and that are mine in spite of you?

If I say the money, car, home is mine, why not say you are mine?

If all things are yours, why not I will be yours?

What happened, what is happening and will happen, in everywhere

There is a cause behind it and that cause is you.

What I am and what around me that is only because of you.

So, why not I am yours and you are mine?

Please let my energies be all yours

And who am I instead of you …oh, my God truth/real love?

BEYOND BIRTH & DEATH…

 Oh My GOD

Oh, my dear God…!

I know it is death, which never knows what overwhelm is

Still I am waiting on that moment

When I must be happy and pleasant…

If someone will go high keeping foot on my shoulder

If someone will be rich taking this false assets

If someone victory on death, killing this fake body…

I never mind how and why it happens

Because, I am always searching thy truth where there is nothing except you

And where I never fear, the one & only last true is death.

Oh, my dear God…!

I am a tiny bud in your planet

Let me grow showering droplets of Love,

Let me blossom with sweet fragrance of Truth,

Let me reveal the Beauty of joy of your world.

And spark upon me your bright and lively touch,

Support me to mitigate worries and pain of others before failing to death.

Oh, my dear God…!

I am nothing in this world without you

Everywhere lust, anger, covetousness, fascination

All are deepened in this evil and false earth

No-one knows where s/he comes and where to go?

No-one knows what to do and how…?

And no-one knows why he is and who is he?

Still every morning starts with the glittering rays of sun

They never know they are inside the circle of birth and death.

Hey, Paramatma keep me free from this circle where,
I never come yet again for birth and death.

NOTHING ENOUGH TO SAY…!

The million bright mornings are not enough to say I love you

There are not enough words to tell you, how I feel about you,

And I think about you not only for what you are

But for what I am, when I am with you.

A sweet autumn evening is not enough to say I love you more

There is nothing other than me to sue, how much I care for you,

And I care not only for your pain and joy

But for your happiness, which is everything to me.

The billion shady moonlights are not enough to say I am always with you

There are not enough moments to share without you,

And I cherish you not for your love and care

But for what you were when you were with me.

DEFINITION OF LOVE

I LOVE YOU...

L: land of sorrow

I never tolerate sorrow in your life

If, it comes in absence of me

I must wait to share with you on that land of sorrow.

O: ocean of tear

I never see tear in your eyes

If, it comes and before down to earth

I will be there as ocean to receive your tear of pain & joys.

V: valley of death

I never think about you will departure from me

If, it would happen here

I must be with you there on that valley of death.

E: end of life

I never believe the last of anything

If, it would come in our life

The history will tell of us, after end of life.

Xxx-------xXx------xxX

There is nothing in our life, only the relation of U & I

And the true love never ends.

If it would, I never live without you.

SOMETIME it HAPPENED

Sometime Something Happened...

When you open your apron (dupatta)/ (chunri)

The breeze showers upon my arm,

When you open your lips (smile)

I feel birds are flying away at your smile,

When you open your eyes (blink)

My dark world, lightens through your sparkling rays,

When you open your hair (call)

The dreamy night touch my body,

When you open your heart (desire)/ (deserve)

The rose of love blossoms in my soul,

When you hear something (song)

The rhythm of song beats in my heart,

When you test the taste of love

My love becomes meaningless without you,

Really, sometime something happened…

That says love, which happened only within us.

(Love, which only happens between true hearts)

FOOTSTEP

Hey, Ishwar (God)…!

What are the miracles of your?

I don’t know where my next step would fall

I am the follower of thy

And only I trust on your footsteps

This is the miracle…!

The steps are lying on the earth

And before I reached they vanished

I endure where it is

But I need you as my guide by which

I can find the path, which has been missed

Let me follow you…!

LOVE IS NOT A CHILD-GAME

Love is not a child-game, someone’s sand-hut…

As your wish to make it, to destroy it,

Love is realization of smile and tear,

Love is imagination of hell and heaven.

Love is not a child-game….

Heart is not a doll of mud

If it breaks, never be mended,

Never be understandable

Mind is not stable,

There is only fire inside love,

Flame, flame and flame…

Love is not sexual satisfaction

Love is not physical attraction,

The bond (relation) of heart;

Love is, promise to determination and devotion

Love is, milestone of faith and expectation,

Love is not a child-game….

The end of love may be meeting

The end of love may be parting,

Love is, the smile of spring

Love is, the tear of stream,

Sometimes, defeat with frustration

Sometimes, life goes to heaven,

Love is not to victory and not to defeat

Relation forever…

Love is dedication of heart and mind

Love is heap-of-ash of happy & sorrows.

Love is not a child-game…