JUST PRETENDING

The older I grow

The more I am sure

That no one knows anything

And we are all pretending

To be know it alls

Until our head falls

Pretending to live

Pretending to love

Pretending to care

Pretending to share

Pretending to know

Pretending to allow

Pretending; pretending

Without really ever intending

To allow us to be

What we are and should be

A DIFFERENT LAW OF NATURE

I’m just an apple that fell

and rolled far away from the tree

Does that ring a bell?

It’s a pity Newton didn’t see me

He would have then deciphered so easily

Some other law of nature for free

Maybe, he may have discovered

The law of exceptions to laws

Which would be propounded

For guys like me with flaws

There’s nothing wrong in being different

Nothing wrong with us at all

As long as to nature we are not indifferent

We shall continue to stand tall

HUMAN WARMTH

How very often

do we underestimate

Human warmth

Which doth soften

The cold reality

Of the world so sodden;

Rid of all humanity.

Seated in corruption,

Egocentricity

And selfishness unlimited

Which together rules the roost

Oh! For a little bit of

Genuine human warmth!

A PLEA TO THE DIVINE TEACHER

Oh Divine Teacher

Who does hold me upright;

As I do learn from you, my Master

And learn what is correct and right;

To live with and to love

The Divine Mother

As well as the Divine Father;

Not just once in a while

But all the days of my life.

Oh Divine Teacher

Lead me on forever

Without strife…

THE GOD PEDDLERS

He came to drive out

A bunch of thieves

And from God’s courtyard rout

These conniving thieves

But after the bout

With these stupid thieves

he quietly leaves

while they continue to peddle

without any grief or remorse;

Him, do they now continue to peddle

THE ILLUSIONS OF GREY

I prefer black or white

And not those shades of grey

For therein lies the chance

To truly go astray

Unless you understand illusion

You will really wither away

Oh but for the illusions of grey...

A WELCOME TO THE DIVINE SPIRIT

Welcome to my house

Thou immortal and Divine Spirit

I’m an unworthy louse

With little or no merit

But thou are one with mercy

And your loving forgiveness

Makes me calm and easy

To dwell in happiness...

Welcome to my house

Thou immortal and Divine Spirit

Remove the crust and the slag

And my purity enhance

So that I follow you; without a lag...

Welcome to my house

Thou immortal and Divine Spirit

Welcome to stay forever

So that thy qualities I may inherit

Of course, always and forever...

NINE PEBBLES

Every time a pebble is thrown

Ina pool of placid water

To ripple and drown

And finally calm returns

To the placid water

And thus life goes on

In quiet, peace and calm

Until another pebble is thrown

And creates a storm

Of ripples like a crown

Until they gradually

Cease to ripple

And quietly settle

Like a child

Going back to the nipple

And thus life goes on

In quiet, peace and calm

Until the nine pebbles

Of learning, testing and harm

Are overcome by the loving

As told in the nine fables

Of the Holy Mother

So these nine pebbles

Of nine days are surmounted

With the blessings

of the loving Mother

As well as the boons

of the Almighty Father

NINE NIGHTS: AN ANTHEM TO INDIAN MALE HYPOCRISY

Nine nights of sincere praise

Nine nights of holy reverence

While other nights and all our days

Are filled with callous indifference

We call her the Adhi Sakthi Mother

We call her the Divine Goddess

But then we don’t even bother

And then keep her under duress

Nine nights of sincere praise

Nine nights of holy reverence

While other nights and all our days

Are filled with callous indifference

We call her Maha Durga

The destroyer of all impurity

But then just abuse her

With such Maha impunity

Nine nights of sincere praise

Nine nights of holy reverence

While other nights and all our days

Are filled with callous indifference

We call her Tiripura Sundari

The lady with divine beauty

But to molest her we are ever ready

Forgetting that to protect her is our duty

Nine nights of sincere praise

Nine nights of holy reverence

While other nights and all our days

Are filled with callous indifference

We call her Annapurna

The mother who feeds us every day

But do you really know

How families fail to feed her everyday?

Nine nights of sincere praise

Nine nights of holy reverence

While other nights and all our days

Are filled with callous indifference

We call her the Divine Goddess Gayatri

The one who illuminates the consciousness

But fail to understand her per se

And rape her till she goes unconscious

Nine nights of insincere praise

Nine nights of unholy reverence

While other nights and all our days

Are filled with callous indifference

We call her Lalithambika

The giver of all boons

Then in buses we rub and brush

While she suffers all these goons

Nine nights of insincere praise

Nine nights of unholy reverence

While other nights and all our days

Are filled with callous indifference

We call her Lakshmi

We say she brings wealth

But then just tell me

Why we kill her in stealth

Nine nights of insincere praise

Nine nights of unholy reverence

While other nights and all our days

Are filled with callous indifference

We call her Saraswathi

The fount of all knowledge

But then refuse to educate her

And to her suffering, we pledge

Nine nights of insincere praise

Nine nights of unholy reverence

While other nights and all our days

Are filled with callous indifference

We call Mahishasura Mardhini

The vanquisher of the demon king

But in office we don’t let her work free

And try to exploit her like non-living thing

Nine nights of insincere praise

Nine nights of unholy reverence

While other nights and all our days

Are filled with callous indifference

We call her Raja Rajeswari

The protector of the weak

But only give her a lot of worry

So that she’s afraid to speak.

Nine nights of insincere praise

Nine nights of unholy reverence

While other nights and all our days

Are filled with callous indifference

This poem has been written on the occasion of the Indian festival of Navaratri which literally means Nine Nights. Navratri is a very important and major festival in most Indian states. During these nine nights and ten days, the nine forms or nine incarnations of the Mother Goddess a.k.a. Shakti/Devi are worshiped. The tenth day is commonly referred to as Vijayadashami or "Dussehra", a day of Victory over evil.  Navaratri in 2013 will start on Saturday, the 5th of October and will continue for 9 days until Sunday, the 13th of October.

GREETINGS AND BEST WISHES

There are many forms

Of wishes and greetings

In many languages

And cultures

Whatever their feelings

It matters if only

When from the heart it conveys.

So when you wish a person

In whatever manner it may be

Let the thought be pure

And true feelings

convey for sure.

THE SACRED MUSE

The sanctity of the muse

Can be experienced

Only when in words it spews

To fly into poetic fancy

So I may then fly away

To find my peace

And live a quiet simple life

Without love

and without strife