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RAJARAM RAMACHANDRAN, YOU WILL BE MISSED FOREVER
You’ve left a legacy, a treasure to cherish,
The words of wisdom, the priceless pearls,
Each letter embedded with love and care,
For all the fellow beings, the loving souls!
Spreading cheer abound, filling hearts with joy,
The depth of the ocean delving deep in purity, wisdom,
A seeker of truth, a philosopher, a thinker,
The highest realms of the consciousness, pinnacles reached!
The scriptures enlivened, the epics mastered,
The Ramayana, The Mahabharata, The Holy Bible, The Krishna Leela,
Blessings showered from the Divine, the Grace,
Offering the poetry at the Lotus feet of the Lord!
The greatest humans, the purest souls,
Revered, honoured in your words galore,
Gautama Buddha, Harichandra, Adi Sankara, Saint Thyagaraja,
Swami Vivekananda, Mother Teresa, Saint Bernadette Sobirous!
A master of letters with expertise, finesse,
A devotee of Krishna, the mellifluous tunes that you sung,
From the depth of your heart, from the core of your soul,
Shedding off all darkness, dissipating ignorance!
You taught me to live the life to the fullest,
With the brightest smiles sparkling on the way,
The life lessons learnt, the messages spread,
The guidance, the compassion illuminating all!
As a shimmering candle, your aura shines,
A sudden bliss, a gleaming hope,
A modest, humble self-effacing guide,
Enlightening the path, unfurling tranquil peace!
My heart refutes, the mind repels,
The cruel death snatches the mortal being,
Your memories I treasure to reminisce and cherish,
Your words my companion in the journey of life!
The Way of Time
Time is the essence of life; it’s the key ingredient
that lies in every heartbeat, an urgency that flows
With every breath we take.
This earthen body experiences life lessons, texting
Its limiting nature, while circulating its last breath.
Once the clock starts ticking, like a Rolex watch,
Any lost tempo in the timeline is a missed opportunity
made unregainable, altering the rhythm of life.
So utilize it wisely by turning mere existence into
A legacy left behind in time.
Take presence as your canvas and paint your
Rembrandt in self-command.
Its value is in its passion, conveying all of life's
colors, emotions, losses, hurts, and sufferings.
Then wrap them up in joyous expectation and
Share them with the world.
Get on the grind; waste no more energy on
Trivialities with no lasting gain.
Overcome obstacles to accomplishment.
Be inclined to make time for your
Prime time as you shine.
Before the curtain closes.
In divine creation:
God took His spirit (time) with the universe,
Man, in His image, used His presence as a gift
To astound the world with your masterpieces.
In an elaborate piece that leaves them all in
disbelief.
Dreams recollected, in state of waking
Our free will therein active, to discern
No memory of waking whilst dreaming
Our acts in waking state thus enabling
Life lessons we gradually so learn
Dreams recollected, in state of waking
Yoga affirms dream state enlightening
More so deep sleep, when all thought images burn
No memory of waking whilst dreaming
Drop in awareness debilitating
Stuporous tendency, cause of concern
Dreams recollected, in state of waking
When each state be equal, illumining
No cravings remain, which may heart upturn
No memory of waking whilst dreaming
Be this as it may, we keep on walking
Tranquil, even though turbid life does churn
Dreams recollected, in state of waking
No memory of waking whilst dreaming
09-October-2021
I carry a war inside me —
no guns, no blood, no trenches —
just the heavy silence that screams,
that crawls under my ribs
and digs like a thief in the night.
They see me smiling,
a painted mask, a borrowed script,
never the wild, tangled mess beneath —
the dark roots of despair twisting
around my broken bones.
I am the woman who wakes up twice a day,
once in sleep’s soft arms,
once in the cold battlefield of my mind,
where memories explode like landmines,
where joy is a stranger and pain,
a relentless lover who never leaves.
You ask me what’s wrong?
As if you could hold this hurricane
in your gentle hands,
as if your words could stop the bleeding.
But there is no bleeding to be seen,
only the invisible wounds —
the weight of hollow mornings,
the breath held too long,
the echo of a scream
trapped in a locked cage.
I want to scream.
I want to burn down this house
that holds me prisoner.
But I smile.
I live.
I survive.
Because in this war —
the invisible war —
my soul is the battlefield
and hope, the only weapon.
Dear child,
Life lessons that matter most I tell you
as parental advice, and these are a few.
Be careful what to someone you say,
for with it bridges you create or decay.
Think of failure not as an end in pain,
for the sun sets to surely rise again.
Take small steps of chance you access
to reach in the end the summit of success.
Rule your mind, discard the dregs of negativity,
you’ll find the assured way to always be happy.
You can’t control circumstances, react wisely,
for you can make yourself the master of destiny.
Don’t ever envy and fan the fire of fanatic hate,
these consume and destroy you as your fate.
Bestow divine gift of forgiveness and move on,
feel the burden of grievance and grudge gone.
Be obliged for love and kindness you adore,
get these in full measure being indebted more.
Foster with humility the humane attitude,
for the helping hands you hold express gratitude.
Moral character and righteous thoughts you build,
your honor and image these will certainly shield.
Remember, your most valuable asset is your health,
nurture and protect it more than any other wealth.
Learn virtues of patience and confidence, and wait,
things will happen if you’ve a positive mindset.
All problems have solutions, I should finally aver,
don’t give up, and from your fortitude never waver.
I pray, God’s blessings fill your life to the brim,
my child, keep alive the devout devotion in Him.
Right out the gates they slap you
And here it is, you brand new
Don't worry there's much more to come
As you take in your new view
A cold gray world to greet you
Welcome to the club
Just a kid in all you do
Do everything that they tell you
Act up and you'll be drugged
Learning early to stay in line
Mind your manners and you'll do fine
Welcome to the club
Quickly are your teenage years
Not finding friends, your biggest fear
In wanting to be loved
You clutch and grab at any straw
Try your best to bend its will
Welcome to the club
As you reach for adolescence
There's no more need to be guessing
You'll figure out soon enough
You'll learn in time to accept them
All of these hard knock life lessons
Welcome to the club
Then you reach adult years
All your hopes, dreams, and fears
Get rolled up into one
Your youthful vigor will soon become
Worn out jeans inside the wash
Welcome to the club
You watch in wonder as years fly by
Hear distant thunder from your coming life
Close but not yet done
There's a few more angry bites
To be taken out your hide
Welcome to the club
Now old and gray is all you see
Pack your bags get set to leave
As aches and pains daily beat you up
Inches away from the grave
No more need to count the days
Welcome to the club
Life lessons I’ve learnt, my child, I’ll tell you,
in journey of life keep the 12 things in view.
Be careful what you say,
for with it you create or decay.
Think of failure not as an end in pain,
for the sun sets to rise again.
Take small steps of chance you access
to reach the summit of success.
Rule your mind, discard the negativity,
you’ll find the way to be happy.
You can’t control circumstances, react wisely,
for you’re the master of your destiny.
Don’t ever envy and hate,
these consume and destroy you as your fate.
Bestow divine gift of forgiveness and move on,
feel the burden of grievance and grudge gone.
Be grateful for love and kindness you adore,
get these more, being humble and obliged more.
Moral character and right attitude you build,
your honor and image these will shield.
Your most valuable asset is your health,
nurture and protect it more than any wealth.
Learn virtues of patience and trust, and wait,
things will happen if you’ve positive mindset.
All problems have solutions, I should aver,
never give up, my child, never waver.
______________
February 14, 2023
Contest : The 12 Things You'd Teach Your Child
Sponsored by : Matt Caliri
we left out of the store of dreams
a shopping mart for the lonely hearts
mine was busted i wanted to refund it
as my soul dropped out of the bag
ripped into as i have wasted it so
my heart three sizes too big god is ashammed
of the life lessons torn and scorned
unfinished buisness my days all mourned
as i passed the bakery with fresh breads
there you are again as i scratched my head
i'm lost this is true but you're dead true
why must you follow me for no privacy you
have been right behind me since that turn on red
haven't you any friends for where you can go
to get off the pavements of my shallow cry
as i left out alone until the day i die
i crossed the street swiftly moving my feet
as did you my hand you took i in disbelief
the sky said look we did hand in hand
we walked forever and ever in the eyes on man
I spoke to my children the same way my father spoke to me. They often asked, “What did you say, Mom?” I believe it will all make sense to them one day. If you listen carefully, you will understand things in your own way!
Open your ears to listen truly, and you will experience everything in your unique manner. The younger generation, including Gen Z and the children of the millennium, is feeling these changes right now.
As baby boomers, we tried to share important life lessons with them, but they did not always follow our advice. The nature of relationships today is evolving rapidly, and our children are struggling to cope with these changes.
Social media increasingly influences how we raise our children. Much like the Pied Piper, it captivates them with the allure of popularity and validation through likes and shares. This can mislead young people, affecting their self-esteem and social interactions. As they navigate this landscape, children may prioritize virtual approval over genuine connections. This highlights the need for parental guidance in managing the impact of social media on their development.
According to the statistical findings, Alpha children will push through like marching soldiers:
In the spring mist of renewal when life bursts free
And the gentle mother, patient in her earthly stillness offers a tree
Jutting from the velvety lush ground spawning its sleepy dormancy
The sweet summer stickiness of drooling kindling heat
Nuzzles the budding sapling to adorn it in blanket of wheat
As it pokes its head above this golden place thwarting its infancy
Then the willful winds of autumn blow headstrong to havoc its home
Urging tiny trunks to bend like the supple change within a poem
Burdening youthful branches inciting its malleable vitality
And bearing the tides of winters cold and frost
No longer a seedling it peeks above the snow covered moss
Raising itself like phantoms in the midst of vacancy
So soon the seasons change a legion times more
The song of Spring sings, the warmth of Summer adorns,
The altruistic Autumn falls in peace and Winter hibernates its clarity
In it ripened state of perfect persuasion full blown
A Titan Tree has found its sacred mountain home
As struggle has pledged its successor to its destiny
The seasons of life bring us to the wisdom we learn and share
The love of strife and the courage it bears
Is the lesson of our hearts purity
The Sapling is simply to be set free
Released in its yearning and passion to "be"
To cast its shadow over you and I immaculately
July 9, 2019
Tri-Con Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Emile Pinet