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LIFE : AS IT IS [Vol. 1]`POEMS OFFAITH & OPTISISM : DELIGHT & PAINPHILOSOPHY OF LIFE
POET : Mahendra Bhatnagar
[i]1 Reality2 A Moment3 Continuity4 Nay5 Expectation6 Ever Deprived7 Lively8 Violation9 Premonition10 Ascetic11 Substance12 Conclusion13 Comparison14 Experience15 Prayer16 Awakening17 Realism18 Player19 Attribute20 Enlightenment
[ii]21 The Delectable22 Destiny-Defiance23 Desired24 Life25 Response26 Courage27 Contradictory28 Lonely29 Solitary30 The Final Curtain31 Wonder32 Hurt33 Broken Hearted34 Renunciation — Consciousness35 Relationship36 Companions37 Agony38 The Final Request39 Advice40
41 Arrogance42 Frustrated43 Unaffected44 Self Observation45 Actually46 Before End : 147 Before End : 248 Enlightenment49 A fact
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50 Cyclical Occurrences51 Self-Experience52 Acceptance53 Confrontation54 Intolerable55 An Incomplete Idol56 Helpless57 Aspiration Sun58 Truth59 A Special Thought60 A wish
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LIFE : AS IT IS [Vol. 1].`POEMS OF FAITH & OPTISISM : DELIGHT & PAIN PHILOSOPHY OF LIFE.
POET : Mahendra Bhatnagar.
(1) REALITYNo endOf the path
We keep on walking!
DarknessSpread out on far off landsNever becomes lessEven a little!
Like a flickering lampDay and night
We keep on burning!
Only a few momentsAre left for meAll of a sudden on any dayThe throbbing of the heart will stop!
Knowingly all We keep on deceiving death!
At each and every stepHow can one find his goals?In lifeThere are only heaps of pebbles,
Where are pearls?
(2) A MOMENTA momentOnly a momentSnatches away
LifeAll of a sudden!Yes, only a moment!
Every momentHas its own mysterious meaning,
It createsIts own whole history.
Again and again.
That is why it is essential –You live every moment to the fullestBefore
It crushes your existence!
Proclaiming its importance!Every momentSlips away silentlyIn a similar measured pace
Inscribing Countless mishaps!
(3) CONTINUITYBecoming indifferent ...In seclusion,On the experiences of my lifeWhen I brood on peacefully –
I peep throughMy inner pastExtinct –
Hazy pictures,Relevant or irrelevantDevoid of any harmony,Order brokenEmerge disorderly!
Then all of a suddenTaking a turn on my own accordI returnTo the present!To the entanglements of earthly life!
(4) NAYWell,How one can beA strangerIn a crowd!
Well,How can one bearThe sting of lonelinessIn a surging crowd!Well,How one can sayHis word to anyoneIn the noise
Of countless voices!
(5) EXPECTATIONNow and then at leastSomeone shall love us!
In a life of lonelinessAbsolutely desolate,In a lifeThrown out forciblyIn a deep well,In a life that sufferedMerciless blows and assaults,
At leastSomeone shall like us,Applaud us!
At least let us getGood wishesOr goodwill of someone!
In curse - scorched worldIn sorrow spread all aroundSomeone should be sympathetic
Some time ever!
In an intense electrifiedSuffocating atmosphereWhen the unrest resoundsHeart rendingShriek and scream,Burning in flamesThe ruined lifeConfined in a prison!
In those disastrous momentsA desire springs up
That someone shall like us,Well,Now and then!
(6) EVER DEPRIVEDAll my life
I was alone,Unseen –Ever neglected,Totally ignored!
All my life,
On my own strengthI have borneThe raids of storms!All my lifeAn imbroglioRemained stationary
as before!
All my lifeI bore unbearableAgony and pain!To anyoneNever I did sayAny word for help!I burnt myselfIn the fire of curse!
I could not find anyoneWho can sootheMy oozing wounds –Even for a whileThe rapid hailstormNever stopped!
AloneI wandered In the realm of dearth –In home,
in cities and in villages!Here and thereI don't know when and where!
(7) LIVELYI stay on amassing pain!O, I stay onAmassing how much grief!I stay onAmassing pain and griefOf many-many years!
I was awake throughout nightsI was awake throughout daysI was awake throughout my lifeI stay onWrapping up my bodyWith much dirt and brownish dust!
My feet got stuck in the mire.Serpents coiled aroundMy neck and ankles,I am bound by cobras
Black and venomous!I stay onSpreading fire on my bed!Dhain-dhainShooting out flames of fireKeeping it ablaze!
(8) VIOLATIONFaith in perpetual relations –Yes, the faith of many a birthTurns meaninglessAll of a sudden!O the sense of belongingPiled up for many an yearVanishes in a moment!
When the damOf ethical self-restrictionBreaks downLike playing cards,The charged electric wires,That windThe self imposed boundaries
Suddenly become lifeless!Boundaries vanish,The legs resting,The legs trembling and falteringBegin to leap forward!
Pure worship,The hard acquired devotionIs breached!The virtuous actionsTurn shallow,The so called truthful pledgesGet falsified,All the pledges and promisesBecome meaningless!And –Love becomes a synonymFor extreme selfishness!Definitions of sin and virtueChangeTheir opinion,Deception –Of the union of soulsIn its naked form,In its real formDescends!Iron pillars of restraintBreak and tumble down,
The girders of discretionDisplacedAre swept awayLike blades of grass!
When the seism of lustOr of 'ardent love'Makes whole body tremble,Every strong pivotOf the mind totters!
Then, the man forgetsHis past, present and future!
(9) PREMONITIONSWe have left Far behindThe half burnt corpsesOf love-relationships
and enmities!Screaming
and rolling restlesslyFor agesThe dying sound
has become silent.
By this time –The dried up remnantsMight have been lostIn the air!Swept awayIn countless rains!
I didn't returnSince my departure!ThenWhy the ghostly shadowStares at me?
Perhaps,It is the ultimate endOf my whole existence!
Every volcanoOn one dayHas to cool down!Has to disappearForever!
(10) ASCETICThe people –Are dejected so much thatThey commit suicideIn the state of their restlessness!Orlose the balanceOf their body and mind!And in their perturbed moodThey weep – without a reason!They laugh – without a reason!
ButUntil now you areSteady, self centered, calm, aliveAnd balanced!
In factFor him, who had lived asceticismThere is no differenceBetween dying and living!For himThere is no differenceBetweenDrinking poison or nectar!��
(11) SUBSTANCEO Why you are wonder-struckWhen you are of no useTo anyone
Why should anyoneCome to you?
Keep quiet,Bear everything!
Lie down Suffer patientlyHere or there!
Let someone listen toYour experiencesLet someone listen toYour tale
No time is thereFor anyone!
Useless –To expect itFrom anyone!
It is betterIf you writeOn the walls of an empty room,If you portrayYour heartIn different colours!Perhaps, someone at some momentMay read or ponder over!
OrYou putYour tragic taleIn any recording deckIn your own voice!Perhaps, someone may listenAt sometime!
ButBe assured –The stink May not spread anywhereHence at once, be assuredSurely the peopleBurying you in pitOr entombing youOr giving you a pompous burningOrderlyTurn you into ashes!
OrderlyThey will completeThe last ritual
Certainly!
(12) CONCLUSIONLogical thinkingOn pros and consIs essential(As far as possible).Discussion should be matureWhatever time it may take.
For judging substanceProfound thinking,Logic and investigationAre essentialFrom every angle desired.
For whatever happened
In life –Is stable foreverNot even a chance givenFor the rectification of mistakes.
Impossible to changeThe past deedsEven a little.
It's true –You yourself areThe doer and the judgeBut not the controllerYou are detachedFrom the outcome or result (Helplessness)
Proved it is –Life : a test difficult,At every momentA test, difficult.
Keep on observingCount every breathAccept and adoptThat lies before you!
(13) COMPARISON LifeIs not a bookSo thatIt can be written / composedIn a planned wayAfter profound thinking!
Its contents –May be divided into Successive chaptersCarefully,Heart touching contextsMay be sorted out!
By self-experience and practiceIt may be mouldedInto beautiful and artistic form,Making it radiantIn the glare of craftsmanshipDevoid of laxity And burdensomeness!
The tale of life
By itself accomplished or gets spoiledAnd never links the preceding ! Who knowsWhat is going to happenWhat is going to be mouldedAnd mendedWhen everythingGets spoiled with a jolt!
In the tale-flow of lifeNothing is pre-plannedNothing is desirable or undesirableNo premonition,No effort and no exertion!Well thought overMoves of chessBegin to moveLike a defective computer,And deceivesEven the controller,Then the stake won almostTurns into defeat!
Or at onceThe vanished presentDescends from that very sequenceOnce againLike the result of an earthquakeLike its very form as before!��
(14) EXPERIENCEWhat have I done?Throughout my lifeExcept doing
strange foolish things,Except payingThe debt imposed
by society?
Mistakes donePlenty of mistakes done,I missedI missed every time!
Let me say like this –I lived;ButHave I learntthe way of living?(Have I practiced the style of hypocrisy!)And now
when everything happenedAnd perished –
I am wonder-struck,Too much wonder-struck!I am a destitute of wisdom!
I trusted people,Close to meBlindly I trusted them!
And the rascals Have looted My entire home and hearth,And destroyed The beauty and embellishments
of life!
They were hypocrites, masks,They were spurious
In the garb of truth,Strange and wonderful!
At the fag end of my life,At the stage of catastrophe,Nearly at the end of the play,When I stood face to faceBefore the truth Hung on the cross –I have experiencedCountless electric shocks
Dangerous sparks!
My body and mindCrushedBy twisting pain!
All are amazingEverything is peculiar!Where is my existence?Only is my statueDumb and lifeless!
Now What is left out exceptTasting the bitter juice of repentance?The worldDoes not possessEven a little shame and modesty
Either in the past Or in the present.
(15) PRAYERO sun,The blazing red sun!
FillMy dejected heartWith the fire of life!
Give smartness to my body,Inactive and tired,And make it move forward!
RemoveThe spread out Snow and thick darknessWith your dazzling golden sunshine!
O sun,The blazing red sun!
(16) AWAKENINGNeither I was disappointed / nor dejected!
It is true –All my efforts were useless.I could not succeed,But I am
Not at all restless!
At every timeLet the blows of defeatBecome a source of your strength,Let your mind, engaged in work,Be filled alwaysWith virility and vigour!
Let your heartBe in high spiritsAnd your search forYour goal not stop!Let your search forThe object of your longingShould not stop At any time, at any cost!
Certainly , doomed you are If you are dejected!Ruined you are
If you are frustrated!
(17) REALISMLiving life –Is difficult, unbearable
And burdensome!As ifIt is a dreadful ride
On two boats!
There is a saw,Poison smeared and double edged,There is a sharpened daggerClose to the throat!
There is a noose around the neck,Bewildered at every time!Running and fightingAll around!
The full-moon nightHas vanished,And only the dense darknessHas spread everywhere!
Living life –Is a compulsion!Too much burdensome!��
(18) PLAYERI am runningWithout a pause,I am runningUntiring and constantly!
Day and night,Night and day
Panting and bewildered,Now and thenFalling And rising,Yet I keep on runningIn quick succession![with a crash!]
It looks –Keep on running ceaselesslyAll my lifeIs my fate only!
I am running constantlyBreaking the limitationsOf the time fixed!
Without competing with anyoneAbsolutely alone!Look –How I am runningFast And faster!
I am swimming, Swimming without a pause
Day and nightNight and day
Jerking and pushingBoth my hands and legsHere and thereWithout giving up,I keep on swimmingDisgorging foamAgain and again!
It is not a coolOlympic swimming pool,But a boiling hot water tankEmitting fumes!On its chestLookHow I am swimmingDisorderlyIn utter disarray!
No other swimmerIs there nearby,I am swimming aloneIn a wavy motionLike a fish!
Now it looks –It may not be safe,My legs and handsMay turn stiff and stiffer!YetStill, surelyI keep on swimming!Keep on swimming! ForI have seen very wellCorpses were afloatOn the fleeting waves!
Jumping repeatedlyHigh and long,I keep on leaping and jumpingDay in and day out,Like a ballI keep on reboundingAgain and again!Like a blockheadI keep on jumping and leapingReturningAgain and again!I have brokenThe earlier records.It looksThe scales will be small!
I am lifting the weightsOne after another,Weighty and weightierAnd taking themHere and thereTo far off places–From one room to another room,From one house to another house,From one village to another village,From one city to another city,From the blazing desertsTo the icy landsAnd from plains To the high mountain terrains!
YetThe realm of high heavensShudders by my roaring,The world of the deadIs scared to see my form!
Certain it is –Every heart attackWill be defeatedAnd every paralysisWill be crippledBy the soul immortal!
Industrious am IWill keep on living,Will remainBrim with lifeFree and liberated!
(19) ATTRIBUTE
It is The man -Who can face
any disaster!
He plays fearlesslyWith the strong blows of hostile stormsAnd with dreadful reverse currents!The fast moving chariot of his lifeNever stops,Though got struckOr caught somewhere!He, at once,With the power of his intellectOr with the might of his armsPushes it asideWithout getting tired or defeated!
It is the manRestrained,Who can face All calamities!��
(20) ENLIGHTENMENT Bitter experiences,Have given meMaturity!
The meanness of manHas taught meHow to live rightly!
IngratitudeHas revealed to meThe secret of lifeLiberating meFrom the spell of fascination!
Then aloneI could singThe song of painWhen the ageTormented me ruthlessly!
Then aloneI could knowThe secret of life and of the worldWhen I was badly hurtBy my own-selves and by others!
(21) THE DELECTABLE
The faith-lamp / Be ever litA dream / Be ever cherishedEnough is this much for self-cognizance !
The wheel of life / Be ever movingYama’s noose / Be ever eludingEnough is this much for breath surviving !
(22) DESTINY-DEFIANCEEvery instant when move
Construction-loving hands,When feet giveMomentum-making company,
Image is then made !Destiny is then made !
(23) DESIREDI have roved so muchIn the murkiness of clouds,I have wandered endlesslyIn the darkness of my mind!
CarryingMy sable-ashen bodyI have rambled unceasingly,Day in and day out,I have wandered!
Now is the timeTo bathe to the fullIn the stream of light,To get into the radiant waterfall of truthAnd bathe for the rest of my life!
I will sink in light,And I will swim in light,I will let my body float,And I will let my mind float,I will bathe to the full!
(24) LIFEEach arrived momentIs welcome!
Holding my handRises the day,Riding on my shouldersGrows the day,Out of my mindA new piece of writingIs shaped by the day,Out of my bodyA new creationIs sculpted by the day,Fighting on my strengthHas the day been victorious,On my living from moment to momentLives the day,My pace gives meaningTo the immortal time,I amThe unconquered, ceaseless fighting,Before me bowsEach mountain-obstacleEach approaching momentIs welcome!
(25) RESPONCEFrom the nuclear explosionRoseThe voice of Lord Buddha —
Let assuredBe peace,
Let everywhereBe the glow of goodness!Let secure
Be the civilization, culture and humanity,Let evil disappear from the world!
Let the world be freeFrom violence and cruelty,And be full of love and kindness!
Let notAnimal powerCelebrate now the festival of death anywhere!
Only then will meaningfulBe this great inventionOf knowledge and of science,This matchless and wonderfulGift of man!
(26) COURAGE
It's true, man is powerlessBefore chance,However capable a person might beIt's only destiny that wins,It takes only a momentFor man's creation to crumble downSo potent is Nature.And yet, each challenge is welcome,Come what may,Incessant will the progress beOf human knowledge and science.
(27) CONTRADITORYIn desolate forests,A warm welcomeTo the blooming flowersRaining on beds of thorns,Flowers-mute in agony!
A joyous, hearty welcomeTo the multi colouredNectar rainingBlushing flowers!
An ardent welcomeTo the succor giving flowers,Lying on gravellyAnd difficultThorn-filled path!
But, there is onlyThe feel of pricking thornsOn each step,Everywhere rings their cacophony,Hurting the body
And the mind!
O creator!Do not createA one-sided life!
(28) LONELYIn this cityOf glorious buildings,Of reflections of beautyFloating in luminescence,Who is known to you,Who indeed is familiar?
Someone with whom
You can talk easily,Anytime,Some with whom you can shareThe secrets of the heart!
Someone who isClose to your heart,And reliable!Someone to whomYou can write a letter,And talk on phone,Unhesitatingly!
Someone whose doorYou can knock boldly,Or call out his name!
Who is suchA friend of yours ?All are unfamiliar,All are strangersIn this large, sprawling city!
Not anywhere in sightIs someoneWho can be called your own!
(29) SOLITARYNow, O!No one remembers me.
No one ever visits me!
Life lies muteIn the arms of death -Now, O!The heart does not make songs,Nor does it sing any!Silent are the instruments,No tuneIs played on themNor any rises!
Those who were there -Have been lost on the way,Those who are there -Tired-defeated / boredHave gone to sleep!
Whom would one call,Whom would one wake up?
The world has grown strangeAnd we have become aliens!
Whom would one visitWho would be drawn close to the heart ?Each is lost
In himself,In his joys,
In his sorrows!
No one is with me,All colours have fled from life!
(30) THE FINAL CURTAINIt's evening now!No one will comeForgetAll names!It's evening now!
Do not light the lampsSoothing is the darkness,Let me dreamOf oneWho has alwaysDeceived me!The one who has grownIn the helpless silence of my mind!
Nothing remainsTo be done!It's evening now!
Let me go to bedThis early in the evening,Unendingly!
Dimensions ....Dimensions!Do not light the lamps
(31) WONDERWho stole the laughter of flowers ?Who gave us a harvest of thorns ?Who Oh! torments again and againCruelly reminding me of long forgotten lapses ?
(32) HURTThe mouth has a bitter taste,How can I drink ?
Living on is a compulsion,Heavy is the heart,
How can I welcome someoneWith a false smile ?
Desolate and sear is the garden,Withered and mute is life
Where are the flowers now?Only the yellow leaves fall!
(33) BROKEN HEARTEDWhen faithIs lost -There is an earthquake
Inside,Within,A massive blood-tide rises!But uncomplaininglyA manBears the hurtOf harsh fate,Lying silent and half deadOn a bed of embers,He is burnt each moment!
He lives and diesAgainst the backdropOf shrieks and moans,And drinks poisonLaughing insanely!FaithIs lost whenA companionshipEnds!
(34) RENUNCIATION-CONSCIOUSNESSWhen a simple and believing manBearsThe cunning and infidelityOf those near his heart,Then ...He weeps in painAlone,And laments overHis misfortune again and again!
ButHe does not become a murderer,Nor does he commit suicide,
AloneHe burns silentlyIn the hell-fires of his mind,And consoles himself meaninglessly,Again and again wandering in delusionAnd thus deceives himselfRepeatedly!
Do not think him a coward,It's known to himThat nothing will be gained
By cursing anyone!Why should one run awayFrom the act of living this life!
(35) RELATIONSHIPWhen the fortress of trust
Crumbles -The crippled manBears silently
The deepest agony ...He gets readyTo live
A meaningless life,And to taste bitternessEveryday!His remaining days are singed!When the fortress of trustCrumbles!
Or else,Annihilating himselfHe floats noiselessly in emptiness!Destroying his identityHe quietly says -O, do not breakAnyone's trust -Trust is the bond,Trust is life!
(36) COMPANIONSO waves of pain!How much andHow longWill you tickle me ?
How much andHow longWill you make me laughUncontrollably ?
Holding me in your armsHow longAnd how farWill you make meYour loving companion ?
O waves of painCruelWaves wounding the consciousness!
(37) AGONYHad my lifeBeen a waste,I'd have endured it,In a sorrowful voiceI'd have sung poemsNow and then!ButTo bear this painful experienceOf septic wounds,To be scorched from moment to momentIn this flaming furnace of lifeFrom birth to deathIs killing,Is cruelly destroying!
The entire oceanHas gone muddy,Who knowsThe sins of how many birthsVisit me!
(38) THE FINAL REQUESTPoor,Extremely poor I am,While leavingGive me alsoSomething to live on!
Something which isTruly mineSomething which isA pleasant sweet, dream!
Thirsty,Very thirsty I am,While leaving
Give me also
Something to drink!Let that be the clean Ganga2-water,Let that be overflowing honey!
I knowI have to burnTill the last moment,A deep darkness hangsOver the road on which I travel!A curse has beenThis lonely life,Strictly prohibited are laughter and tears!
(39) ADVICEO body, you are so tired,O mind, so weak and defeated are youGo to sleep!
This livingHas been hard,This living in the howlingOf violent storms!
O my sad and hurt soul,O my deeply wounded body,
Lose your memory,And feel a bit better!
You are very tiredGo to sleep!
(39) ARROGANCETo meYou gave a roofAnd securityAnd respectAnd a beautiful name
Of a relationship -
Should merely for thisThis statement be justified -'HateThe sinful actAnd not the sinner ?'
What is sin?What is virtue?What is truth?
(40) FRUSTRATEDWhen -That which was wanted \ desired \ longed forWas not gained,What was the sense in living ?
WhenIn a green gardenSpread over milesThe desired, loved,Fragrant,Thrilled rose failed to bloom :When life's struggle went waste,When the heartWas tortured by miseryEach moment,What was the sense in living?
Agreed thatMany precious gifts came my way,And diamond necklaces too,On countless successesInnumerable throats sangMy praise to the skies,I received the high-test awards,And blessings at each step!ButI did not get what I desired -It seems that this precious lifeWas a waste,As if almost completeDifficult austeritiesFailed at the end!
The flames of want rose,Each dream was reduced to ash!As is no one's blessings touchedThe poor, frustrated, indigent beggar!
(41) UNAFFECTEDFor yearsI have lived this lifeAloneAnd will go on living quietly
The rest of it!I drank poison-waterDay and night
Helplessly,In the eager expectation of death!In watching the annihilating future!Everything poisonedI'll drink gladlyUnbidden,Living my remaining days!Do not worry -I am the resident of a house of poison,I am the great Pilgrimage of Shiva8Of my time!
(42) SELF OBSERVATIONThroughout my lifeI did not doA good deed!
Like thisAll live their lives,I did not have an extraordinary life!I was lostIn myself,O Creator!Be merciful and forgive me!
(43) ACTUALLYWhile observing cautionTime flew fast.Every thing tidiedwent awry.All that was in handslipped away suddenlyat every cautious step.
Every strand tore awaywhile sorting outor got twisted tediously.Every threadbecame taut in the processgradually at every stepof seeking solution.
Life has been spentlearning life.Vocal scores were lostat soprano pitchin learning the art of music.
(44) BEFORE END — 1Memories are flowers!Multi coloured,Laughing flowers!
When memoriesWake -It seems each door is decoratedWith buntings of mango leavesAll around!Life becomes fragrant
With scents.Life overflowsWith sweet, intoxicating nectarLife glows
With bright fresh colours!
At such momentsMan immerses himselfIn the sweet world of dreamsForgetting the present!
Everywhere, everythingLooks favourable,As if branches are ladenWith flowers!As if flowers of pleasant feelingsSwing everywhere!
(45) BEFORE END — 2Memories are thorns!Piercing, pointed thorns!
When memoriesAwaken -It seems as ifAll around a dust storm rages,Life burnsIn painful hell-fires,Life stumbles, cries
In wilderness,With a stricken heart!
ManAt such momentsCrumbles and fallsIn the dark, deep cave
And is uprooted completely!Everywhere, everythingAppears hindering,The sharp piercing thornsEnter the heart!The thorns of painfulUnwanted experience.
(46) ENLIGHTENMENTStrange it is,Days ... weeks ... months ... yearsPass in strifeA wonder it is!
There is nothing one can control!O, nothing indeed,Does lifeMean'Helplessness'?
One dayJust like thatSuddenly everythingWill vanish!
Do we see a dividing lineAnywhere ?Then what can be said about
Meaningfulness / futility ?
Existence -It's something that will disappear,Birth and consciousnessAre something to be dissolved,ThenWhy this strife ?LetNight and dayDay and nightPass each moment,Unbroken is the passage of time,Through obstacles and felicity!
(47) A FACTAs life beganthe end followed,just when it dawneddarkness prevailed.
In the skywith ceaseless diffusionthe rays vanished,so that far and wide an endless streamof bright lightwas visible no more.
Here, there, everywherethere was a loud noise.Till every limit of the horizon acrimson morning had shone.
The lyric, the songthe love, the beloved,had all ceased to exist.
But waitlight will comeit will gush ina new morrow.
(48) CYCLICAL OCCURRENCESWe wished notThat in golden-silvery azure skyOf this homeRained fire dense,We wished notThat ignorant-innocent childhoodAnd immature simple youthOf this abodeLonged passionately for love!
We wished notThat sweet melodiesOf this abodeBe silenced.On this landSome onePoisonous seeds Of hatred, revenge and violenceSowed !
We wished notClouds of doom should overcastAnd wash away everything,Roaring storms should comeShake and ravageGlittering rainbow
Dream-palacesIn a moment!ButAll undesiredWent on happening before us;And weCould only see,All before usSuccessivelyAll battered, shattered, demolished!
(49) SELF EXPERIENCEEverymanIn his calamity Is alone !All the aggregate of miserySolely is his !In moments of painMan is all alone !
The night of distressesLonely has he to passIn pitch darknessRay of hope has he to generate !
Every hurtHe himself must amuse,Every truthHe himself must console!
He and he aloneOn each step to bearThe burnts of stormsSilently has to put on the chestBrewing, gathering, ebullient tides all around !He has to sufferHits of misfortuneOf life accursed,On difficult path going up and downPlaying ironies bitter Sports, cruelOf destiny inauspicious !
He and he aloneHas to taste the bitter draughtHas to experienceThe effect of poison-deadlyAloneAye, all alone !
Because the fact is this -That in each calamity of hisAll alone has lived Man !
(50) AcceptanceLoneliness is your lotTolerate itHappily!Loneliness is naturalTake itDesirously!
To try to escape it -Is aberration!Only accepting itIs a boon!
ThereforeAccept this willingly,Respect this whole-heartedly!
(51) CONFRONTATIONThe stonesThe more I hurledThe more each sprang up !
The stonesThe more I crushedThe more each leapt up !
The mudsThe more I washedThe more clean each was !
The sootsThe more I mixed upThe more I smearedThe more it cleared up !Glittered becoming pure gold !
With fettersThe body wheneverI tied tightUntied it freed-flowedNorth - southEast - westFlowing scattered !WavedBecoming weighty nimble mercury !
Against each dangerI sported firmlyYour blow
Marching forward I bore !
[52] INTOLERABLE
Very sad heartTired bodyVery sad heart!
Sky — full of sultrinessAir — stand stillSuffocation, Suffocation, Suffocation!
Overcast dense darknessNo where any rayEyes gone astray!
Very disappointed heartVery dejected heartBurn, Burn, Burn!
[53] AN INCOMPLETE IDOL
It is decided, nowthis life will not give you any grace!Now, life will not give you, any more spare time!
Remembering the passed days, how long would you burn?Entangled in the opposite currents how much would you flow?Oh, how long would you tolerate the strokes of the storms?
Life will not give you any more turnto play such a way,Life will not give you now any more vitality!
May all impossible fancies materialize,May all warbling desires get shape,May we experience all leaping loving passions,
The life will not give eversuch heaven,The life will not give eversuch fortune!
(54) HelplessIf life is pain,Then bear its pangsWe must!
If life is a secret,Then remain silentWe must!
If there is no harbourThen row onWe must!
If life is a calamityThen be washed awayWe must!
If fire surrounds us,Then burn constantlyWe must!
How terrible is truth!Then utter every falsehoodWe must!
(55) ASPIRATION : SUN(1)May every person be a sunfull of energyand pure as heat!May every person blaze like the sun,be a flameimpartial and unblemished!
(2)May every person be like the sunbright,punctual anda plume of light!Wherever he may golet every particle shine,uproot dilemma and gloomfrom the room!
(3)May every person be like the sunradiant,full of warmth,and resplendent!
May every person seemshining like the sun!
(56) TRUTHBondageRises-as a challengeAs refusal,And raises alwaysRebellion / force / resistance Blazes / anger.
BondageRises - as love's achievement,As acceptance,And raises -Infatuation / permanent binding / graceful offering The fire of living.
(57) A PARTICULAR THOUGHTDreams do not come true just like that,It takes generations to realize them,Dreams do not turn into reality By mere words of manav1- incantation,The patience and diligence of generations
Actualizes them!
1 Maanav-Mantra : Words of incantation — for fulfilling the dreams.
(58) A WISHLet life flow freely,Let it lead to victory!
Let each one find solaceUnder the tree-shade of blessings!
Let there be songs played day and nightOn the harp of the soul!
Let sweet dreams ever comeAnd bring pleasure and laughter!
Let no one be sadLet laughter ring!
Let each man become goldMade pure in the inner fire!
Let each one bear bravely
The knocks of the unknown fate!
CONTINUED
