Mary Magdalene - July 26, 2022
Clinging not to memories
Mary flew mesmerising skies
Grazing boundless green pastures!
Mary flew mesmerising skies
Grazing boundless green pastures!
Rain in the Desert - July 28, 2022
Where rare the roar of rain
Desert we define
We had pined for it to rain
Then we forgot that it could ever rain
Desert we define
We had pined for it to rain
Then we forgot that it could ever rain
But then it came thru darkn'd clouds
Drowning desert in torrents of floods
But, it soaks in pining pain
Reviving gaia in new green sheen
Drowning desert in torrents of floods
But, it soaks in pining pain
Reviving gaia in new green sheen
Ignatius - July 31, 2022
A query set afire Ignatius
A fiery spirit ignited
A dreary world steered clear n' conscious
To hear the voice of one's conscience.
A fiery spirit ignited
A dreary world steered clear n' conscious
To hear the voice of one's conscience.
Eternity
With awe behold aI
The great souls with whom I vie
To scale their realms high
I yearn for eternity
Long for people to hold me in memory
But find only futility
I yearn to learn n' learn
Then churn out works for all to learn
That I am there with them long aft I'm gone
Or to thus go - tathagata
As did my Master go
By doing good to all as I go.
Desert
In the urban desert
I live deserted
I feel deserted
I feel I am not wanted
I feel I am avoided
Fear my days go unrewarded.
Never did I have
So much time at hand
But unable to make things happen
Recall I models of old
Who sought deserts hot and cold
In them grew steadily bold
In pleasure before mighty God.
Though in silence did they go
Their lives did rays of hope show
For many to thrive and grow
And in desert Lord let me bloom
As a father for those in gloom
That desert may like garden bloom!!
SMALL ME
At least, on turns
Did I feel I was big
But as it turns out to be
I find myself a prig
Thought I will grow up
And be a world leader
Compared those in power
And thot myself better
But as things did turn
I saw people around
Stars in their domain
Leading teams big n' small
And I find myself
In my cocoon of self esteem
With hardly anything
To be proud of ...
August 6, Transfiguration
From my banal smallness
How I long to be
Transfigured in greatness
On the mountain peak
In my heart of hearts
I pine to grow to heights
To write great books
To rule the Church in 'service'
To conquer heights and hearts
At times to write big books
At times to found big institutions
At times to rule the church or others
But then I find the contradiction
Of desiring to be great
And the shortcut Jesus wrote
Of being small, to grow big
But, kaash! if I could only
Set aside these desires
And to follow Jesus solely
Be my heart's desire!
And as on that mount
May I too be ever found
Into the Lord transformed
An' to be there feel good.
Smiles ... as she thus went by Aug. 12, 2022
She was a long smile
A smile lasting a mile
And in that vanished all wile
As she spread it awhile
Walked she with a smile
Fought she with a smile
And went she with a smile
As I weep over her I smile
How I miss her winning style
How, recalling, she wins over, while
I am upset by my bile
Alive in me as I forge ahead all smiles
Watch I prayers go up in a pile*
To gods of all hues and smiles
For victory over all viles
I too can't help a smile!
Though I still weep over her smile!
(After Ananya's - Mrunal Thakur - smile in Toofan; *prayers by the well-wishers belonging to various religions, typical Bollywood religious amity)
DEATH CELEBRATING LIFE
SHE departs in peace
Sparking a series in peace
Ties gone to pieces now are back in terms of peace
Citizens far and near queue in peace
Peace peace peace
In Wales and England peace
With Scots and Ireland peace
Near and far, in islands peace
In assemblies across the lands peace
Yes she passes in peace
A separation that ties
A parting that unites
And life in death to possess
A somber show but so solemn
And pride in this submission
Young n' old in discipline
Cherishing a moment in memoriam
In state she lies
And behind her the state lies
Putting an end to all lies
In peace her soul flies
Peace peace peace!
Sep. 29, 2022
Turning 2 minus sixty
I still much feel like thirty
Though my legs tend acting thrifty
My heart still pumps blood mighty
A new year in the desert
Tho Left deserted almost
I feel equipped to assert
To make life green in desert
Built-in Thermometer
I observe a thermometer
It works within my body
When change knocks d' door of weather
It turns a note in throat so sour.
I do sense the thermometer
It works all around me
And when on me fall sprays of shower
It alerts me, boy it's summer!
I get alerted by a thermometer
It is coiled inside me
And churns my tummy in torture
And boy, I know its colder, winter!
Oh great this solid matter
A gift of great creator
Who blesses us with senses
To play in tune with nature!
THE BRAVE NEW GREEN WORLD - AS THE FIRE BLAZES BY
As the fire of the pyre
Consumes the green fighter
In that small patch all clear
In her forest ever so dear*
As the guzzlers go aroar
In the urban concrete grown crude
As boom-zoom goes the fire
When guns and tanks groan rude^
A blazing fiery summer
In Spain, n' plains Californian n' Ryazan
Amazonian evergreens afire
And France n' England can only complain
And yet that white fat west
In tonnes CO2 breathes out
And in the assemblies wealthiest
Breathes fire of pending dooms out**
And in gratuitous floods^^ of their piling wealth
A Bangla, Pak or Lanka, bereft of their health
A Philippinas,Venezuela, Sudan or Somalia in embrace of death
Providentially submerging the scum of the earth
Thumbs up for a sustainable and clean, white planet
With no more South and East
But only North and West
And Pax Occidens, with still lots to eat!+
Ah, a brave new world, indeed!++
(*Meena Menon the Solo Eco Warrior of Kerala, whose pyre was lit in the clearance of her homestead converted into a forest
^ Wars all around, especially Ukraine; ^^ floods of 2022
**Shared global responsibility
+Sustainability with the easily expendable global south
++Aldous Huxley)
TICK TICK TICK THE WATER BOMB TICKS
Tick tick tick does
the water bomb tick
But busy world runs
as booming bombs click
Kick kick kick the leaders gone sick
With pointing fingers
And acrimonious accusations
It's just noise sans sense
When Putin is busy
And Biden is fussy
The world goes to dogs
And lives go to hogs!
No . No . തലയിളക്കികൊണ്ട് ഞാൻ പറഞ്ഞു
മുള്ളിനെ മുള്ളുകൊണ്ട് എടുത്തോളൂ!!
പക്ഷെ, പൂവെന്തിന് പറിക്കണം അതവിടെ നിൽക്കട്ടെ!
കൊഴിയട്ടെ! വീണ്ടും മണ്ണിലൂടെ, വേരിലൂടെ, മൊട്ടായി, പൂവായി വിരിയട്ടെ!
ഒപ്പം മണ്ണിരകൾക്കും ശലഭങ്ങൾക്കും ജീവൻ നൽകട്ടെ!
(Response to Shaji's haiku: ഇലകൾ ഇളക്കിക്കൊണ്ട് ചെടി പറഞ്ഞു: മുള്ളുകൊണ്ട് ഒരു വിരൽ എങ്കിലും മുറിയാതെ ഒറ്റ പൂവും പറിച്ചെടുക്കരുത്, അപ്പോൾ അതിന് വില ഉണ്ടാവില്ല.)
അപ്പോൾ താനെന്തെടുക്കുകായാണ്?
ഞാനും കൊഴിയുകയാണ്
ഒപ്പം സടയും ജാടകളും
മരുഭൂമിയിലെ ഈ തണലിൽ തണുപ്പിൽ
Heart
When 'He' gets out of heart it becomes art
And when 'art' gets out He becomes artless
Rather, He becomes quite artificial
So in heart, we ought to treat Him with art
And when you 'r' out, it's just heat and no heart!
And heart indeed has an 'ear' which can 'hear'
And it can bring about heal!
What does heart eat; It's nothing but heat
June 8, 2023
Om agni devaya namah
Fire Oh the nature's power
Clear in its trail of terror
Fair to all men in fear
Fare not does any in
Fire to lead path to progress
Flavour to food when it rings
Favour to gods too it brings
For it does away with wrongs
Fire the power of divine
Far not to turn
And what about that fire my belly
Fire in my heart
Oh how I would
That I be consued by that fire
That there may no longer remain I
But just FIRE - ever aflame, ever lighted, ever warm
And all purifying!
Let me be that!
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