ILLUSORY ILLUSIONISTS

There are many magicians

whom I call illusory illusionists

who consider themselves

great masters of illusions

but fail to forget that the divine

is the greatest Master of illusions

for such illusionists are given the illusion of life

within which they create their own illusions

and then experience the illusion of death

 in which state they no more have the illusion of wealth

and exist without their own illusion of life or health

where they cannot perform such illusory illusions.

Such are these stupid illusory illusionists

who are indeed masters of their own delusions

WE ARE WHAT WE ARE

People nowadays are ready to do anything and everything for money; values and value systems have lost their value and have become meaningless and redundant. Who is to blame? We are…

What we are

is because

of what we are

and what we aren't

is also because

we are what we are;

ultimately we are

our own sorrow,

our own problems,

our own morrow,

our own obstacles

and our own challenges

as well as our own joy,

our own achievements

and our own blessings....

for we surely are

what we are;

we are the divine within

and the divine without

and it is only the way

that we bring it out

which truly makes us

what we really are

for we are only what we are

WE ARE WHAT WE ARE

BURDENED WITH BAGGAGE

I surely don’t agree

that we came like cabbage

into this world free

from karmic baggage

with nothing in our hands

and will one day leave

with nothing in our hands;

We must constantly remember

that we came into this world

with the baggage of forever

all our dirty linen we unfurled

the linen of good and bad karma

we came to wash our dirty linen

and must ensure for sure

that we turn them silken

soft and so pure

to leave this blessed earth

with more good karma

than the burden of birth

caused by our own bad karma.

FREE WIND

The wind doth whisper

within me secrets of all it did see

for it travels everywhere

before I do it inhale and then within me

it whispers secrets manifold

before I exhale it on its journey

to be breathed in by many untold

It may sound corny

But isn’t it funny

that it is the same air

that travels everywhere

and enters other humans so fair

for it is a free spirit so aware

that it travels everywhere

THE PAIN OF CREATION

We always talk about

the joy of creation

and the happiness that

creators derive out of creation

without realizing

how constant

is their suffering

from which instant

they derived their creation

and the pain within

which torments leading to creation.

Now tell me friends

if God did create

out of joyous trends

or was the mate

a creation derived

from eternal pain?

Now tell me you deprived;

Did man create God

as a cause of his Joy

or was man a fraud

who did need a ploy

a scapegoat to blame

as the cause of all his suffering

and his unfathomed pain?