Empty Hands

I used to hold and read books

describing You.

I used to make every step for You.

I used to cook and eat whatever

I had for You.

I used to sing and dance for You.

I used to breathe for You.

I used to smile and love for You.

I used to work and fight for You.

Alas, all I do now,

is taste the sand-like

poisonous reactions of my own

ungodly actions!

My dear brother mind,

desires only fight

for who to control my heart.

The senses are relentless,

singing their own hymns,

proclaiming self-centredness

for their king.

Egoism, depression, and suppression,

are blinding my heart

to perceive the Ultimate Vision.

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

what do I really have,

but my empty hands!

You take and give,

You create and destroy,

You direct and submit,

You make us dance and

set us free!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

I have nothing left to do,

but offer my empty hands to You

and wait for your embrace,

which fills the empty space

within my heart,

and puts a smile on my face!  

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

this servant of yours is

expressing what’s on his mind!

Waves

I woke up in dissolution,

engulfed by material illusion,

covered by layers of confusion,

drowning in impermanent delusions,

I grasp to take a breath of

transcendental fresh air  

but alas, I fall short

from the perfect condition.

The situation is dire,

I am really getting tired

of being uninspired

and I feel that my heart is on fire

 burning off its last

spiritual desires.  

I found myself drowned

by the waves of material desires-

оne day being on the top,

the next at the bottom,

experiencing happiness and distress,

fear and hope,

love and hate,

victory and defeat.

Alas, wave after wave

my heart withers away,

without any spiritual gains!  

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

when will that day be mine,

when the waves of transcendental nectar

wash away all that I claim as mine?!

When will the waves of transcendental nectar

put off the raging fire of material desires?  

When will the waves of transcendental nectar

 wash away all the worries, lust, anger?

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

I have come to reclaim

 what’s rightfully mine,

and I am ready to beg for it,

all the time!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

indeed, I live on borrowed time,

so, I petition You to resign,

and allow me to hear Your Flute Divine!

I petition You to resign,

and allow me to join Your Dance Divine!

I petition You to resign,

for there is no time,

I am ready to

take shelter

and beg You to make

my heart a dime!

Your so-called servant,

is serving his time!

Follow the Spark

I have been fast asleep these days,

finding myself on the strangest ways,

spiralling down in the bottomless pit

of chaotic bygone adventures,

dreaming about the glorious past,

forgetting that it’s time for my soul

to wake up at last!

Doing my duties half-asleep,

acting as if I don’t give a single *beep*,

avoiding completely what’s in the deep,

hey, man, I am really walking asleep!

I hit a target, then a second, and third,

I am flying in the sky like a free bird,

and it’s me and I that control the tide of life,

‘till I realised that this whole time,

I have been, indeed, so blind!  

Every step that I make,

every word that I say,

every breath that I take,

is due to the Divine Spark within.

Indeed, I am simply a follower

of the Divine Spark,

the Transcendental Cupid,

nested in the heart,

reminding me that:

‘Divine Love is might!’

Follow the Spark

and you shall reap the fruits,

follow the Spark

and you shall know the Truth,

follow the Spark

and you shall find the Path!

The hidden path of Humility and Love,

the hidden path of Transcendence and Knowledge,

the hidden path that brings us all Home!

Simply follow the Spark

on the way back

to Your Friend Divine.

Evaporate

Days are long gone,

when You were my champion,

I desired none,

but only to serve Your Divine and transcendental

echelon of spiritual warriors.

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

I stumbled and You made me humbled,

but I never lost taste

when serving His Divine Grace.

I carried out His orders

of chanting, reading, and dancing,

and His promise

of becoming happy

manifested without delay.

Alas, these days, it’s as if,

my little puddle of spiritual credits,

has long evaporated

due to the scorching rays

of selfish desires,

coming from my Sun-like

burning heart.

No taste for japa,

Neither kirtan,

Nor dancing,

and what to speak of

reading!?

All my senses have been dried up

by the poison-like liquid called lust,

 which resides within the corners of my heart.

It’s a pity situation,

to be so dried up

of spiritual emotions

within this whole, infinite creation.

I am wandering about

like a person in a desert,

hoping to squeeze a drop of mercy

from any little stone and rock that I see.

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

I really can’t wait any more time,

for Your Shower Divine,

to put out the fire burning in my mind

and my heart to unbind!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

please wash away,

all that is binding my heart,

so, I can taste again,

the sweetness of

Your Transcendental Flute Divine.

Your dried up want to be servant

is signing off his petition.

Stranger

Unwillingly,

 I jumped on the train of life,

blinded by my pride,

I felt I could conquer

everyone in my sight.

Friends and enemies,

I recognised at once,

the useful and the useless,

I sorted out on the shelves of my mind.    

Believing I was always right,

I started aiming towards the greatest heights.

Along the trails of this train of life,

I kept ignoring and repressing

all that was hiding in my heart of hearts.

A perfect stranger You appeared from the start,

but with every step and every stop,

I started piecing up all Your parts.

You had a turban, flute, peacock feather,

and a smile

that couldn’t belong to anyone

but my Dear Friend Divine.

We have passed a few stops on this train of life,

and I stumbled once or twice,

 yet, You, Dear Friend Divine,

never let me fall behind.

On the final stop,

You grabbed my hand,

and said:

‘Are you ready to dance till your final breath?’

Thus, from a perfect stranger to my heart,

You turned into my eternal Friend Divine.  

Always loving, always caring,

always guiding my heart of hearts

on the path towards Your Divine embrace!

Dreamer

Dreaming my way through life,

skipping days, weeks, and months,

lost in my mind,

I barely feel I am doing anything right!

I wake up every day with lofty ideals,

aiming for the highest goals

of serving the hearts of all souls,

yet, I am still asleep behind the wheel

 and barely can I see

all the snakes nested within my will.

Lust, anger, and selfish desires,

are poisoning my conceptions

of what truly means not to fall

for any deceptions.

Maya (illusion) covers my senses

from top to bottom,

constantly sprinkling me with

the desire for fame, power, and fortune.

Indeed, 

I am acting, thinking, feeling, and willing­–

but am I truly awake, or am I still dreaming?

‘Dream on, dream on!’ –

the voices inside my head keep on shouting.

Dream of what exactly–

repeated birth, death, old age, and disease?

Nah, it’s time to wake up!

In the distance,

there is an alarm clock going off,

sounding very mysterious, very ancient,

almost mantra-like.

Indeed, I can hear now,

the sound of the Call Divine!

Hare,

Krishna,

Rama!

Half-awake I aimed my attention at this Call Divine,

and then I remembered the loving hand of my Dear Friend Divine!

He’s been holding me by the hand all along,

trying to wake me,

inviting me to join His Play Divine!

It’s time to wake up,

let go of fear,

and simply forget all that is not dear!

It’s time to wake up,

‘cause dreams are fun,

but life is real!  

Ambassador of the heart

I have travelled many lands,

I have climbed many mountains,

I have traversed all the roads,

and I believed I looked for You,

but instead,

 I ended up almost dead!

Hidden traps appeared

on the surface of my mind.

Looking to the left,

I found pride and lust

feasting on my desires!

Looking to the right,

I found greed and envy,

enchanting my attention!

Indeed, the traps of distractions,

are my only attractions.

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

when will that day be mine,

when we all join hands

and become ambassadors of the heart?

When will that day be mine,

when I forget ‘me’ and ‘mine’

and simply run to the streets

to sing Thy Holy Names?

Let me walk on any path,

let me speak to anyone,

let me climb any heights,

let me dance and sing at every square,

but never let me not be an ambassador of Your Heart!

Sharing, singing, dancing, feasting­­–

let me bring all that

to the saddened hearts all around!

Enough of darkness, sorrow, and despair,

it’s time for me to get prepared,

for the glorious and virtuous path,

of forgetting all my troubles,

and being an ambassador to everyone’s heart!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine, please,

let me never waste my time

and simply give me strength

to help everyone transition

into their original position!

This desperate servant of Yours is

signing off his petition!

Reignite my heart

Years have passed

since You first ignited my heart,

but, alas, these days it feels, as if,

my spark is dying out.

I remember clearly

how You held my hand

and made my feet hang around,

in the transcendental dance

of Your Divine Space.

You didn’t ask for anything in return,

but my heart was the only tax

that You’ve always yearned.

Thus, I easily joined the transcendental party

of igniting all the spark-like hearts around.

I never looked back

and I will never look again,

but these days I wish You reveal Yourself

so, I can carry on adoring You,

so, I can carry on serving You,

so, I can carry on seeing You!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

I think it’s time for You to reignite

this heart of mine!

The world is ready for Your transcendental

call Divine and I want to be like a

shining light on the path for others.

I wish I’d be the spark

that ignites their hearts

and starts the revolution.

I wish I’d be the helping hand

of bringing all the dancers

to Your Divine Ground!

Alas, Oh, Dear Friend Divine

it’s time for You

to reignite this heart of mine,

‘cause I am quite weak and blind,

without Your merciful sidelong lotus glance.

I submit my dying heart

at Your Divine hands!

Evil Twin

There is someone living

within the corridors of my mind,

someone so foreign,

so distant, so isolated,

someone very depreciated.

He speaks like me,

looks like me,

behaves like me,

yet, he isn’t me.

He desires to exploit

the hearts and minds of others,

not really knowing that by so doing

he is digging his own grave.

Indeed, an evil twin dwells

within the corners of my heart,

fighting for every inch of land,

to plant the seeds of sins,

which will disturb everyone around.

This evil twin speaks within:

‘Cheat them, steal from him,

Lie to her, use them!

I am better than her,

I will destroy them…’

and so on and so on,

he is tireless indeed!

And I, simply follow his commands

just like a sheep who has lost its shepherd.  

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

how can I be so blind,

and not see

that he is manipulating me

all around?

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

allow me to transcend

this evil twin of mine,

allow me to accept him and

treat him as a friend,

so, I can serve and tend

everyone around!

Without Your merciful sidelong glance,

there is nothing good in store,

neither for me,

nor for this evil twin within.

Thus, kindly raise me above

and help me about,

to serve the hearts of others!

Your pretend to be servant

is making a plea!

My Only One

I have climbed the highest mountains,

I have walked the longest distance,

I have searched all the land,

to look for wisdom and for love,

but alas, only barren fields,

is what I have encountered on the path!

I journey through my soul’s dark night,

fighting the demons all inside,

waiting for the bright light

to illuminate my sight.

I have tasted some bitter fruits,

I have stumbled on the thorns of pride,

and burned myself on the fire of lust,

but yet, somehow,

by some Divine arrangement,

I managed to keep You in my heart,

‘cause You remain my only One!

Strangers come and go,

crossing my path,

sometimes, lifting me up,

sometimes, bringing me down,

yet, somehow, You remain my only One!

Adventures start and end,

people cross my mind and heart,

tears and smiles paint my face,

scars remain,

leaving me without any gains,

yet, somehow, You remain my only One!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

in happiness or distress,

in loss or gain,

 victory or defeat,

You remain my only One!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

make me move according to

Your Love Song Divine,

make me be the servant

I was always meant to be,

clear my heart

and allow me to act out of Love,

so, I can please You,

and everyone in sight!

Oh, Dear Friend Divine,

there is no one but You,

who remains my only One!

This pretend to be servant is

submitting his heart

at Thy Lotus Feet!