PRECIOUS GEM

                                                                            PRECIOUS GEMS

It is something,

That needs to be explored

That needs to be developed

That needs to be cared for

That needs to be loved

That needs to be pampered

That needs to be polished

That needs to be protected

So much done,

By every successful man

To keep it safe from envy

To keep it safe from harshness

Because only then,

It shines bright even in darkness

He depends on it,

It is his precious gem –

His inborn TALENT

 

 

A CRUCIAL DECISION

                                                                                          CRUCIAL DECISION

If you think the world is all,

Then learn to rebut

If you feel God is all,

Then learn to ignore the rest

If not both,

You are a slave in the hands of others

If you tie your leg to fear,

Then you move in the direction of fear

Ultimately, you are crushed by fear

If you fail to come up,

In a moment, the world is on you

Then you become a rickshaw,

And every one travels on it

Neither can you drag it, nor can you leave it

That burden is unbearable

Any choice is yours,

Anyway, the decision is crucial

 

 

A SUCCESSFUL BOAT

                                                                              A SUCCESSFUL BOAT

 

I battled for life,

In the middle of the tides

The wind is withering me

High tides are pushing me back

I drifted here and there

The roar of the ocean scared me

The power of the wind bothered me

Left alone,

And unable to find a path,

I accepted every suffering

Suddenly, someone from somewhere,

Began to row me,

As if he knows the path well.

He rowed me through the high tides

He rowed me in the direction of the wind,

But, only to control it.

Till I crossed a point,

Rowing was a challenge for him.

Suddenly, everything seemed peaceful

He left me in the middle, and vanished away

Far away from the chaotic shore

How peaceful it is,

Till I saw, I never imagined a serene ocean

I thanked my Guru,

Who rowed me with the oar of knowledge.

How peaceful it is,

I reached my destination.

 

 

 

 

 

THE NATURE OF EGO

                                                                            THE NATURE OF EGO

 

Ego,

When you are alone,

You get frustrated

When in group,

You need attention

When at work,

You need appreciation

When someone censure you,

You are agitated

When someone praises you,

You are elevated

When someone ignores you,

You create havoc

When you are with mind,

You always disturb it

You create a mess,

Yet, you are honoured a lot

When I am without you,

I am at peace

But, I cannot,

Because, I am in your grip

When I shrug you off,

I am relieved

How free I am,

Without you – Ego

 

THOUGHTS

                                                                             THOUGHTS

 

You are subtle,

Yet, you are strong

Distance does not bother you,

Nor the time or situation

You enter every mind,

Yet, you are unrecognized

You create karmas,

And make everyone go around it

When deeply looked into,

You are no one

When a little carefree,

You disturb a lot

You make us weak,

Also,

You make us strong

You create histories

You are submissive

You are behind every form

You are fickle, yet the most sorted after

THOUGHTS, you are marvelous.

 

THE KNOWER BEHIND THE KNOWN

                                                                      THE KNOWER BEHIND THE KNOWN

 

Whenever in front of a mirror

No matter how I looked

I thought I am that

Whenever I felt hunger and thirst

No matter where it was

I thought I am that

Whenever I had imaginations

No matter good or bad

I thought I am that

Whatever I learned with pride

No matter how deep it was

I thought I am that

Whenever I felt enough for the day

I slipped to sleep

I felt nothing –

Absolute ignorance

Really?

If I am ignorant,

How do I know that?

Then,

Who is that silent knower?

The knower of my personality

The knower of my needs

The knower of my thoughts

The knower of my determination

The knower of my ignorance

Is that the real ‘ I ‘ ?

When I thought thus,

Silence engulfed me.