Castle of hopes

the midnight soliloquy

and the castle of hopes

with bricks of  permutations,

combinations

built , rebuilt.

sea of  imagination

cool , blue

the tidal fantasy marching ahead,

carefree

don’t  know why

transitory white bubbles

die natural death !

retreating waves

cruising ahead to disseminate

the havoc of  pain.

believe me

the crossroads of  aching silences

will  not  be same again

for the cycle of  impermanence

will replace gloom with  glee ,

after few  hours

with the  new  aurora

castle of  hopes

this  time  will  be  built

on the  as  is  where  is  basis

on  the  edifice  of  living in the present

than  in   past  or  future

and  will be  rebuilt

with  the belief that

everything  happens

for  a  reason !

 

Kamakhya

 

 

 

 

 

Alone

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a plethora of voices

each setting its spectrum

noises intermittent

many unnecessary but inescapable

the statues of future,

of  fear greed success failure,

self made,

dancing right before the mind

with the future being consumed,  now.

all  i  wanted,

a few moments of  nothingness

to keep the ever engaging mind at bay

a forest stay ,  away from this world of attachments,

a trail of seclusion scouting for those

precious moments .

meditation or without or beyond

internal silence is an inside job

aloneness,

a deliberate mission for a higher conversation ,

is  all about knowing the truth

and unknowing the attachments ,

manifested in fear greed ego,

successes or  failures

Kamakhya

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Matrix

Malaise of  heart

and  humanity ?

a  sediment  now

non-floating

not embracing

profligacy of  ego and hatred

prognosis reinforces panacea

of  spreading love

I look out  for

the  matrix to help desire

the constant presence of omnipresent

in the temple  of  consciousness,

seeing  His  presence

in everyone

in everything !

 

Kamakhya

Castle of hopes

the midnight soliloquy

and the castle of hopes

with bricks of  permutations,

combinations

built , rebuilt.

sea of  imagination

cool , blue

the tidal fantasy marching ahead,

carefree

don’t  know why

transitory white bubbles

die natural death !

retreating waves

cruising ahead to disseminate

the havoc of  pain.

believe me

the crossroads of  aching silences

will  not  be same again

for the cycle of  impermanence

will replace gloom with  glee ,

after few  hours

with the  new  aurora

castle of  hopes

this  time  will  be  built

on the  as  is  where  is  basis

on  the  edifice  of  living in the present

than  in   past  or  future

and  will be  rebuilt

with  the belief that

everything  happens

for  a  reason !

 

Kamakhya

 

 

 

 

 

Near or Far : My God with me

temple

Do I get less blessed here !  with nobody , crowd,  around ?  only the deity of God ,myself & my family in the vicinity !   This flashing thought intrigued me that day , kept me measuring my understandings of religion , spirituality , devotion or God , when ,I , along with my family recently visited a temple near my ancestral village , around 140 km from the state capital ( Bhubaneswar,India) . The beautiful temple sorrounded by nature all over-river touching it’s feet ,mangroves & other trees ..adding to the serene atmosphere, providing a deeper feeling to heart and mind .The temple that day , had no visitors except my family and a servitor of temple .

while still enjoying the nature, the sublime place , triggering spiritualism in me , I could not stop remembering my experience I  had few days back in another famous temple in a different metro city (India)  where I  was in a long serpentine queue for 3 hours to have  a glimpse of God , amidst heavy rush , lots of commotion .

while I don’t have any bias or disliking as such , against my or our visiting any famed , busy place of worship, be it a temple, mosque or a church , I was feeling as if many questions going unanswered in my mind !   I very well knew that visiting a famous place of worship any where of any religion , does invoke in us a sense of devotion to God by seeing many people there . Still , sitting on the verandah of that temple just in front of the presiding deity face to face , I started reasoning out that day : whether the blessings from God of this remote , lesser known temple would be any less compared to visiting a historically important , bigger, more-happening & famous temple adorning the same God,any where in the world !

My conviction level , logic, understandings ..kept assuring me  : ” I will be, if I deserve, equally blessed by the God , irrespective of size , stature, reputation , location of place of worship, for the simple reason that – the Omnipresent God is every where , in every thing ! He (God) controls me , he is within me , he knows me & he loves me . He blesses me on the basis of ” the real ME ” within me and the actions I do ( law of karma in Hinduism) , No matter which place of worship I visit or don’t  visit at all . My blessings will not be any inferior visiting a  near by , lesser known place of God compared to a  far off , famous place of God . ”  My heart went on convincing me that it was never a matter of Near or Far but content and intent !

still in my world of such thoughts , this beautiful  poem by Nobel Laureate Rabindranath Tagore flashed in my mind : ( written in Bengali language – one of multi languages of India)

” Bohu din dhore bohu kros dure , bohu byay kori bohu desh ghure , Dekhite giyechi porbotmala,dekhite giyechi sindhu. Dekha hoy nai chokkhu meliya, ghor hote sudhu dui paa feliya Ekti dhaner shisher upore ekti shishir bindu  ” 

Translated in English it means : ”  I have travelled miles , for many years . I have spent a lot to see the mountains and oceans. But I have missed seeing just two steps away from home the sheaf of paddy grain on which a dew drop glistens ”

The poem encapsulates not just the ethos of travel but also of human nature , our true understanding, our prospective to life , where the glamorous distant attracts us more than simple pleasures , simple insights ..near by .

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Kamakhya

 

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Transcend

Scrappy mindset 
and the hallucination
of texture of truth 
in the early morning 
or in the late night,
emanating from 
the perfunctory deeds! 

Perpetuity of today's 
colourful canvas 
will one day become 
a thing of past,
hopefully, 
to clear the logjam 
in the air or hearts 
to transcend beyond 
the scapegoats of matter,
ego, hatred 
or dichotomy of pleasure 
and pain 


Kamakhya 

 

 

Dear Enlightenment

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the cravings mount
never to recede 
or take a peaceful pause
the glitz
the gloat 
sound funny
for everything black
after closing the eyes
and the return journey is inevitable
to be traveled just alone 
nobody to follow
nothing to accompany
attachments,ego left behind
Dear Enlightenment!
where are you?
in the darkest corner of heart?
in the sidelines of conscience?
in the confines of intellect 
no matter wherever you are
come in now 
touch the lives!

Kamakhya 

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Alone

images (1)

a plethora of voices

each setting its spectrum

noises intermittent

many unnecessary but inescapable

the statues of future,

of  fear greed success failure,

self made,

dancing right before the mind

with the future being consumed,  now.

all  i  wanted,

a few moments of  nothingness

to keep the ever engaging mind at bay

a forest stay ,  away from this world of attachments,

a trail of seclusion scouting for those

precious moments .

meditation or without or beyond

internal silence is an inside job

aloneness,

a deliberate mission for a higher conversation ,

is  all about knowing the truth

and unknowing the attachments ,

manifested in fear greed ego,

successes or  failures

Kamakhya

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Impermanence

the trees
standing tall,
silent,
alone,
in the dark midnight,
Know,this time will pass away,
and the sun will embrace them,
after few hours
today's pain
looking solid,
actually is in a constant flux,
when seasons change,
emotions transmute,
society transforms,
the epicenter of sufferings,
still,
revolves around,
the propensity to cling on..
to hold on to everything,
a profusion of attachment!
seeing death all around,
disbelieving people,
don't accept 
they will die themselves 
for they see,
the transient nature,
of what they hold on to,now
for fear of future,
the end..
if hopes drive life
and faith drives hopes
letting go,
realizing everything,
simply flashes in and out,
of existence,
means a lot..
towards a summit of peace!


Kamakhya