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    Re: Personal Expressions in Poetry

    pradoSham hymn: Moments of bliss in mundane life
    [iambic tetrameter quartrain + iambic pentameter couplet]

    01. In the vAnaprastha stage in life
    my days go by in temporal lures;
    with trivial thoughts my mind is rife,
    my living style my soul obscures.
    When would Shiva the Lord of blissful being
    give me the sense to quit this vain sightseeing?

    [vAnaprastha = the third stage or ashramam in one's life where in one is
    supposed to reduce worldly activities and contemplate on Self. The other
    three stages are: brahmachArya = bachelorhood/spinstership,
    gRuhastha = householder, and saMnyAsa = renunciation.]

    02. Melodic hymns give bits of bliss,
    and eyes that view your divine form
    impose the feel of what it is;
    in the evening hues I could see your charm;
    and yet in all these godly bits of time,
    thoughts of two-ness arise against the prime!

    03. Although my eyes and mind resort
    to the worldliness of love and hate;
    my act of worship is a sort
    of shallow faith, at any rate,
    in all my mundane acts I pray for your grace
    that the karma heaped you smash without a trace!

    --ramaNi, 02/03/2015

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    रत्नाकरधौतपदां हिमालयकिरीटिनीम् ।
    ब्रह्मराजर्षिररत्नाढ्यां वन्दे भारतमातरम् ॥

    To her whose feet are washed by the ocean, who wears the Himalayas as her crown, and is adorned with the gems of rishis and kings, to Mother India, do I bow down in respect.

    --viShNu purANam

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    Re: Personal Expressions in Poetry

    White Flowers

    (1)

    Everywhere You Are, but we are here,
    Where Ganga descended, and Surya appears,
    Mitraya's sky of solar wing,
    Sails a golden coin with silver ring,
    Brings hours closer, to the Last,
    Cast the future, marked the past,
    But the last One watching, was the First Who smiled,
    Maheshwara smile on your flower child

    Chorus:

    Maheshwara
    We are chasing the Morning
    But cannot look away from the Moon in Your Hair

    As the Sun rises
    Over Banaras
    We become Your white flowers, this is our prayer

    Annapurna
    Is Your Queen of the Mountains
    From Kashmir She came to the Never Forsaken

    Ganga embraces
    Every last seeker
    She is Kashi's Sister, and our Queen of Heaven

    (2)

    We gathered and scattered, and were born too far,
    We were chasing the storm, thrown like a star,
    We wandered through jungles of night's neon ghettos,
    Our temples are small, our palace of echos,
    Though we are only, your rainbow of shadows,
    Your white lotus meadows, wind scattered petals,
    Ishwara, come, live here awhile,
    Maheshwara smile on your flower child

    Chorus:

    Maheshwara
    We are chasing the Morning
    But cannot look away from the Moon in Your Hair

    As the Sun rises
    Over Banaras
    We become Your white flowers, this is our prayer

    Annapurna
    Is Your Queen of the Mountains
    From Kashmir She came, to the Never Forsaken

    Ganga embraces
    Every last seeker
    She is Kashi's Sister, and our Queen of Heaven

    (3)

    The white champaka, is a beautiful flower,
    Matches the face of the bright Mountain's Daughter,
    But we do not bring you, the white champaka,
    Nor the ketaki flower, we are what we offer,
    Unfolding our petals, we have become,
    Your White Lotus Flowers under the Sun,
    Your Shweta Padma with face to a Star,
    It is not what you were, it is what you are

    Chorus:

    Maheshwara
    We are chasing the Morning
    But cannot look away from the Moon in Your Hair

    As the Sun rises
    Over Banaras
    We become Your white flowers, this is our prayer

    Annapurna
    Is Your Queen of the Mountains
    From Kashmir She came to the Never Forsaken

    Ganga embraces
    Every last seeker
    She is Kashi's Sister, and our Queen of Heaven

    And we are Your White Flowers,
    Only White Flowers,
    Smile on Your flowers and take what is given

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    Re: Personal Expressions in Poetry

    namaste ShivaFan!

    Your song is divine and inspiring! Do share what you write in verse here.

    saidevo
    रत्नाकरधौतपदां हिमालयकिरीटिनीम् ।
    ब्रह्मराजर्षिररत्नाढ्यां वन्दे भारतमातरम् ॥

    To her whose feet are washed by the ocean, who wears the Himalayas as her crown, and is adorned with the gems of rishis and kings, to Mother India, do I bow down in respect.

    --viShNu purANam

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    Re: Personal Expressions in Poetry

    Very nice SaiDevoji as always, ShivaFan ji, yet another wonderful piece for your MallikaArjuna , Avyaydyaji - simply beautiful, all other future contributors -- nice (this post is beyond space and time).

    Why make a list, just a big hug to that Sat-Chit-Ananda most beautiful who really makes you write and express. All expressions come from the Beautiful One --

    BG 10.41 yad yad vibhUtimat sattvam
    shrimad Urjittam eva vA
    tad tad evAvagaccha tvam
    mama tejo-aMsha sambhavam

    All opulent, beautiful and glorious creations spring from but a spark of My splendor. Know this ~
    || Shri KRshNArpaNamastu ||

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    Re: Personal Expressions in Poetry

    pradoSham hymn: My shelter, Your Feet
    (approximating to the Tamizh rhythm
    tanatAna tAna tanatAna tAna tanatAna tAna tananA)

    [Check this link for a Tamizh film song, some lines of which are in this rhythm:
    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q9c9x4Af_f0 -- at time 2m.06s.]

    Darkish-blue necked-One, on his bull standing, performs a blissful dance now,
    Black-beetle in tow, blossoms-wear Mother, blissfully watches the Lord's show;
    Before it darkens, hues in the sky are, joyfully divine, therefore,
    In shrine that's sacred, watching divine form, I'll wear my ashes and watch more.

    Life is a whirlpool, thinking they all mine, all these enjoyments I seek,
    Knowing they're useless, ceasing my action, when would I bloom forth in mystique?
    Under my Lord's feet, in time that is due, to rise in life with no aim,
    The Axe-bearer should come, engage me in mind, and burn all the darkness with flame!

    Happiness lasting, mind that is fasting, knowledge of Truth you bestow,
    In this life in me, divine thoughts weaving, bless me to serve people and grow.
    Crescent-moon on hair, female on left-side, stream on the apex you bear
    My shelter Your feet, before it is late, bless me the gnosis, my prayer!

    --ramaNi, 18/03/2015

    *****

    रत्नाकरधौतपदां हिमालयकिरीटिनीम् ।
    ब्रह्मराजर्षिररत्नाढ्यां वन्दे भारतमातरम् ॥

    To her whose feet are washed by the ocean, who wears the Himalayas as her crown, and is adorned with the gems of rishis and kings, to Mother India, do I bow down in respect.

    --viShNu purANam

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