Beyond

 

On the peak of the great cliff of desire, I sat all alone and asked What next?

Is it going to be one more round of jumping from here and coming back all the way up?

When will I ascend the mountain of contentment, I wondered.

Or swim in the deep waters of bliss where no desires seem to exist

What path should I take from here? I kept asking myself as the night dawned.

I looked up at the sky and gazed at the beautiful dark night and basked in the glory of the stars

I looked down and watched the huge sea waves tirelessly hitting the shore again and again

And then I wondered if I was actually sitting on the great cliff of desire or was I somewhere else?

If it were not the great cliff of desire, Why did Siddartha take the huge leap to become Buddha?

Now it's magic started getting deeper into my heart and my gratitude multiplied more than ever

Home seems a long long long miles away but this is where I wanted to stay

May be I will search here for the tree of gratitude and eat its fruits to my hearts content

And then will I have the energy to jump, unprotected, unmindful and take the leap? Just like Siddartha!

 

Ashes

 I fell down a thousand times beaten and broken

 I rose from the ashes a thousand times as if there was no pain

 Like the cockroach that refuses to die

 Like the eagle that patiently waits before swooping down on its prey

 Like the Phoenix whose birth lies in its death

 Like the quintessential human defined by his resilience

I slept a thousand nights dreaming of damsels in their majesty and splendour

I woke up a thousand mornings to the smell of coffee and daily mundane chores

I travelled in my mind across the beautiful mountains, lakes and into the fairy lands of wonder like a wander lust

I swept through galaxies that created us and went past the gods and goddesses created by us

I zoomed into the atom and explored its naked beauty in my solitude

And then I fell down once again beaten and broken

I broke the rules I created for me

I made journeys that were never meant for me

I kept looking into my soul through every night and day

I won hearts all along the way; and in a jiffy gambled them away

In a world that mistakes familiarity as understanding, the only thing I know is I do not know

In a world that confuses with knowing the name and knowing, I know nothing at all

What is Life? I asked a thousand times

What is Bliss? I asked a thousand times

What is Purpose? I asked a thousand times

I fell down all the thousand times

And then I rose from the ashes a thousand times to ask once again

సమరం

కురుక్షేత్రంలో నడిచెనంట యుద్ధమొకటి పద్దెనిమిది రోజులు ఆ యుధిష్టరుడు కొరకు

కాని  యుద్ధమొకటి జరిగెనంట తన మదిలో ఒక జీవిత కాలం

అరణ్యవాసమంతా గడిపెనంట రాముడు తృటిలో 

కాని అరణ్యరోదన ఒక జీవిత కాలం మ్రోగెనంట తన ఎదలో

యుద్ధమొకటి ప్రకటించెనంట ఆ మోహన గాంధి తన చరకా యంత్రముతో 

దాని ప్రతిబింబపు యుద్ధమొకటి నడిచెనంట తన జీవిత చక్రంలో 

సహగమనమే ప్రతీ మనిషికి తను సలుపే సమరమంతా

నా యుద్ధం నా పైనే 

చేస్తున్న నాతో నేనే ఓ సమరం 

చేస్తున్న నాతో నేనే సహగమనం 

నొప్పి అనేది లేకుంటే మనిషంటే రాక్షసుడే 

మృత్యువే లేకుంటే మనమంతా అసురులమే 

నొప్పేగా మన బ్రతుకులలో వెలుగును నింపేది 

నొప్పేగా మనిషిని మనిషికి నేస్తంగా మార్చింది 

ఆశ అనేది లేకుంటే రేపు అనే మాటకి అర్ధమే లేదులే

ఆశ అనేది లేకుంటే మన ఉనికి గమనమే రాదులే   

ఆ రేపటి ఆశల ఆకర్షణ ఈ రోజు నొప్పెల ఉప్పెన కురిపిస్తే

ఈ రోజు నే నడుస్తున్న నిప్పుల బాట ఓ నొప్పుల ఉప్పెన రగిలిస్తుంటే 

రేపు అనే ఆశేగా నను ముందుకు నడిపిస్తోంది 

ఆ రేపటి ఆశల కలలో, ఈ నొప్పుల కుప్పల వలతో    

చేస్తున్నా ఓ సమరం నాతో నేను  

చేస్తున్న సహగమనం నాతో నేను 

Broken Heart

 Broken heart is all I have for I leant that the world is not Hogwarts

 Broken heart is all I have for too long I had  my values stacked backwards

 Walk alone Walk alone Oh Ye with broken heart! Walk alone

  If they cross your path, smile at them

  If they ask for your food, share it with them

  If they ask for your smile, give it to them

  If they want to tarry along for a while, humour them

  If they promise eternity;  run away once for all

  Walk alone Walk alone Oh Ye with broken heart! Walk alone

  All is Well that ends well, said Shakespeare

  All the way alone, once you are shaken and learn to care

  Terrifying loneliness staring yet you? do not despair

  Terrible pity in their eyes? do not despise or stare

  Yes, you are right; All broken hearts need mending and repair

  But dearest friend, remember the story of the tortoise and hare

  Therefore, Oh Ye with broken heart! Walk alone and be aware