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Cosmic energy porous
Luminous egg shaped torus
Flanked by Vishnu & Shiva
In the centre seated Brahma
Such is the manifestation
Directly cognised visualisation
Of a friend we know close hand
Who now before God stands
God domain Hirayangarbha
Upon which planet Hirayanyaloka
He meets Jesus & Agastyamuni
Ascended master Yukteswar Giri
The visitation of consciousness
As pure unbound awareness
To love energised Gods domain
By grace alone when ego is slain
There is of course far more to it
Each ascension marks new summits
All we hope is that this validation
Strengthens resolve of our meditation
Making love divine our orientation
29-August-2020
(While reading this try to fit the melody
and rhyming rhythm with parts of Don
McLean's song "American Pie")
it was written in
the book of rocks
just looking at the
pictures for they can't talk
and dinosaurs were here
and every
where
the healthy ocean
bottom layer
with shells made
of and by soothsayer
creative crustacean
creators
forams for
thousands of years
then suddenly it all
came to a stop
if there's a god she
must have dropped
her watch forgetting
or regretting
what was made
it was then that there
was a single line
the k t boundary
well defined
no longer
limestone
but simple clay
then Atlas sat
and muttered something
someone heard
said it was nothing
and nothing is
exactly where
we're at
the prophets sat
around the table
sitting with
Cain and Able
Goliath
do you know who
cast that stone
with all the oceans
in commotion
red seas parting
arks a floatin'
Moses and Noah
knowing
noth
ing
Lao tzu's silence was
his answer
and Shiva thought
she was still a dancer
waving arms with
swords in hand
then Custer stood
and took
his last stand
but all this was
meaningless
the Golden Mean
means just this
while Fibonacci
contemplated
and ate
a slice of
Pisa Pi
the day
the Mesozoic
died
Form:
The consciene of the world destructed today
the ballad of the war are playing on land and bay
The flames of violence of king Daksha going on the world
Sati and the Shiva, catastrophe of dance dancing hey.
Vishnu Muni, I know you, you ended catasthophe by cutting Sati
I am calling you, sinking in darkness, towards the world today
the world has became too hot to warm the heart like fire
please throw your wheel to stop the war I would like to pray.
Human race are playing in blood , the play of destruction
monsters are rulling on , they want to do evil thereon.
Pride of power spreads its net under the umbrella of violence
the fierce flock of sheep has made world as slaughterhouse in pain.
I wish to pray to have your grace to calm down the earth
human forgets their humanity, turns into giant,fall us in dearth.
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“Feeling, not thinking, Soul with Love linking
~ we attained God consciousness unblinking”.
Mind of the heart
Neither thinking
nor feeling
~ Void ~
Soul penetrates innermost
chamber time to time
takes it on ecstatic
journeys to unknown
ocean mines
zips open my armour
blood dripping
octopus grimacing
crushes, smash
Heart
to smithers
I cry not for God blinks
mermaid and merman
whips tails together
whale songs in distance
deep dive
Jonah still imprisoned
above an albatross
altitude altar soars
No mind for thoughts
tabernacling
only a spacious journey
across seas silver
star gates I myself
unlock
lymph losing colour
of tailscales tailored
pearlescent
Are these fingers or
toes waking
whispering ?
Not know I
I only know I AM
HEART in obedience
to ONE
Armour crashes onto
bottomless floor
no grounding lore
I fall, fall fathomless
lie quiet beating
breathing
throbbing exhausted
exhumed encrypted
exposed
I AM liquid Love
sensing coelacanth
eggs in golden keg
Shiva seeps through
viking waters cold
I glide into His
embrace slit
sea salt fed
Naked doorway veins
to strange domains
arteries touch Void
gently become
flickering flames
dice game dance
mitochondria translucent
your merman tail
loses its scales
hair stick to oyster rock
justice jutting
Neptune silent soothes
Jonah’s three days
served staring upward
to Crystalline Light
blinding sight
No thinking no feeling
no thing ~
I AM HEART divine
no nose, no ears,
no skin sublime
Vulnerable
though you, Soul
swam as Sea
Vulture visceral
Two diamond dragon
drops in Divinity’s
explosive glare
We melt into His
caressing stare
could not blink
no eyes
brown or green
neither lids to
comfort kiss
We attained God
Consciousness
colourless
Incineration of Love God Madan (Cupid) 14
Originally written in Hindi by my late father Dr. Amar Nath Kapoor
1899 to 1994. The work was written in Hindi somewhere around 1965-70.
Editing and English version by Ravindra K Kapoor.
Hindi Title ‘Madan Dahan’
A struggle had started on the Himalayan peaks,
Between delusion and penance,
To watch this great fight,
The Sun stopped its motion for a while.
Even consciousness was watching,
Bewildered and astonished.
Who wins the unique struggle,
The delusion of Goddess or the God.
Meditation of Lord Shanker,*
Got disturbed by illusion,
Seeing such courage of Cupid,
He thought over the consequences.
Ravindra
Kanpur India 5th May 2012.
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Clarifications:
Shanker*- Lord Shiva is also known as Shanker. There are many
Other names of Lord Shiva
IMPORTANT NOTE:
Due to passing of time some of the
Hindi Text stanzas of this great epic
got lost or right now it is not available.
Even I have also lost some parts
of the Ist English translation done by
me, long back, when my father was alive.
They are either got misplaced or lost.
I am rewriting such missing lines to
the best of my capabilities to
preserve this valuable writing by bringing
this unique story before the world. ...Ravindra
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Once mislead by a cowardly snake impostor
Who only beared name of your possessor.
When you told me you have his spirit within,
I realized that for you the veil is so thin.
"Now you have the real Nagaraj, within me."
And that confirmed Shiva is also with me.
For they say when I meet the serpent king,
It means Shiva is near me, always helping.
I fondly wondered if Nagaraj has a wife,
And it makes me think: in every previous life,
You and I are simply reincarnating deities,
I follow you throughout all of the eternities.
I learned his wife's name is Nagalakshmi.
My own birth name means "of the sea,"
Matches her being embodiment of ocean.
Indeed, I am your poison's antidotal potion.
Whenever I see a crescent moon phase,
I picture the crescent crowned on His hair,
For He clears my mind when it is in a haze,
As I chant to Him, Mahadev who's so fair.
Whenever I see the big open blue sky,
I picture the beautiful blue hue of His skin,
For when He appears I'll know it is not a lie,
As I chant, I shall recall my divinity within.
Whenever I see a deep and very still lake,
I picture Him in His ascetic state meditating,
For He has the deepest mind for our sake,
As I chant to Him, I too begin ascending.
Whenever I see anyone's genuine smile,
I picture Him and His serenely content face,
For He brings me joy for longer than a while.
As I chant, I see life's something to embrace.
Anagha, the faultless,
or a name that rings with perfection's grace,
The name that also embodies Shiva,
Born from a womb that radiates with magnitude
A beacon of light, a symbol of peace,
Anagha's essence never seems to cease.
Why is it that you are still so despised?
Know the power that you define.
Let your strength be mighty and bright,
Defying any torture that may take flight.
Anagha the sinless,
Devouring the deviltry of others.
Stand tall in all your truth,
Let cynics slip away like sand.
With unwavering power stand,
Unfazed, you'll tread on a steadfast land.
Discover yourself, be true,
For those who don’t respect, Adieu!
Gentle like a flower with thorns sharp and ready,
Show them all what you are made of and steady.
Proving that beauty and strength can co-exist,
Rise to the challenges and persist.
Anagha the uninjured,
Unscathed only by name,
Yet impugned by fate.
For though life may give you many a blow,
You rise above,
Your resilience ever glows.
Uninjured by name,
Yet scarred by fate,
You are the embodiment of sheer strength.
Pain may come by hits and blows,
But not to hold you down,
You still stand unbroken,
In an unyielding crown.
They might try to tear you down,
But your spirit cannot truly drown.
For every blow just fuels your fire,
And strengthens you,
Your soul truly inspires.
Though life may try to bring you low,
You stand triumphant
Your spirit aglow!
©Chitra Arun
13th June 2023
I like to start my day with a hot cup of coffee
I pound down the coffee
First thing I do every day
as the dawning sun
Lights up my lonesome room
Yeah, but not just a simple cup of java Joe, but a God damn snarling sarcastic smarmy cup of coffee
I mean, - we are talking about an alcoholic, all speed ahead, always hot, always fresh, always there when I need it, angry, attitude talk to the hand Ztude, bad, bad assed, beats breaking, beatnik, bluesy, bitter, y, bombs away, capitalistic, caffeinated up the ass, cinematic, communistic, Colombian grown, Costa Rican inspired, Cowabunga to the max, crazy assed, devilishly angelic, divine, divinely inspired, dyslexic, epic, extreme vetting, evil eye, expensive, erotic vision inducing, Ethiopian coffee house brewed, euphoric, freaky, freazoid, foxy, Frenched kissed, French brewed, funkified, foxy lady, graphic, GOD in my coffee, with Allah, Ganesh, Jesus, Kali, Buddha, Christians, Durga, Hindus, Mohamed, Jesus and Mo and their friend, the cosmic bar maid, Sai Babai, Shiva, Taoists,
Swaying branches spy as secret spooks in canopy’s dungeon
Creepers knitted around trunks like ornamented bead chains
Suspended pillar roots appear as the matted hair of Lord Shiva.
Hoarse noises as non-rhythmic beats of an amateur drummer
Serpents dragging their bodies on dried leaves with cracklings
Hoots, chirps, clicks, and whoops from the crowns of trees
Whispers of exhausted leaves and goggling eyes of silent owls
Spiders’ silky webs levitating as the canvas of boats
Trunks green with mass, standing as Lucifer's lieutenants
Scent of flora mixed with acrid smell and the floor with sticky clag
An impassable stretch never been eyed by the sun and moon as well.
PLACE: 3rd