Long Bhakti Poems

K373 and K374 of the THIRUKKURAL: Translated with Commentary

The poet's name, THIRUVALLUVAR [Thiru = Sacred and Valluvar = the name of the priesthood caste of the « Pariah » (whom Mahatma Gandhi prefered to call...

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What is the true meaning of Yoga?
Is it an exercise of body and mind?
If you go on a quest, you will know this is a myth
What it truly is, you will find
The whole world is...

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There is nothing greater than Hari Bhajan
We all bow before Hari and say - Hari Om Tashyat.

When the cup of venom was offered to Meera*
How it had changed to ambrosia
Maybe for she chanted all the...

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What is the true meaning of Yoga?

The understanding of Yoga as a physical and mental practice is widely observed by people all over the world. There are training schemes and centers for the ones who...

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The holy and sacred river of India,
Starts its coarse and lumpy journey from the all mighty and staunchest Himalayas. 

Its creation and origin from the head of Lord Shiva,
Has interested an impressive story in the...

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Names intrigue me the most.
Even mine does!
Come to think of it,
I was named even before I knew
About it.
Later, I was cleverly consoled -
What is in a name?

Now I know,
How names manoeuvre life.
I choose not to...

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But then, how am I to say it ? Translation of Carlos Bousono’s poem : Pero como decirtelo

(To those who are familiar with the Bhakti religious outpourings in the Hindu tradition, in 
certainly all the...

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Glancing at the mirror
This body I see
Am aware I am not this body
What I see is my cloak, not me
O my Soul I long to see thee

Many easy pathways leading to you,
I have read in...

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The divorce rate has sent my self indulgent, 
millennial heart into a tail spin,
and I'm unsure if love can subsist,
although I find myself lost on cloud nine.
What's the square root of two?
I bet it's not...

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when I pass away
and my earth body explodes
beneath me
like a supernova
and with it all my penchants
obsessions, desires and experiences
only one question, one truth
remains nailed to the crucible
“Have you learned to Love?”
“Have you learned to serve...

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At the gates of Heaven
I sit and sing Your praise

Where is Maya now?
when the only sound my mind
can hear is Hari Nam

My sari a silk prayer flag
flutters in the tranquil breeze
pastel blue, pink
and yellow hues...

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God is like infinity Ocean
                              ...

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    To.             Do.          We
   Find.    ...

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My heart is a celestial bedroom
where my Lord hastens unto me
I have placed a garland of stars
around his neck
and pierced His ears with the honey moon
His skin is anointed with the
fragrance of Love
and His feet...

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In shimmering ebb of
evening's closing tide
I kneel and kiss
Your jeweled footprint
above a trillion super stars
illumine the temple dome
and a crescent moon floats
near the crown of my head
I've forgotten my name
and the way home
long ago washed...

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