THE -WAR Is OVER
Cough you back (1)
Aaha aaha aaha relax (6)
Don't think about what you
lose(4) in the war of the couch(5)
Among you don't wet the floor (8)
Cough you back (7)
When I say, (10)
War of the couch (2)
Relax, war is over (ravan (3)
Don't cough you back (9)
DHARM RAJ=RAVAN YAMRAJ
DAND NAYAK=SHANI MAHARAJ DEV
Song for you All
With love all
OM Jagdish b (mhabharamnad)
20 12 2025
Ravan yamraj
I wrote this poem while thinking of my Dad and the advice he use to relay on me. I was young and naive and didnt listen and today i realised how right he was. I regret not asking for more advice and i need him now more than ever. I miss him soo dam much. :(
Stand tall, He said,
Stand strong.
Dont let the thoughts of others
ever bring you down
Stand firm, He said,
Hold your ground.
Even when others,
have done you wrong.
Stand brave, He said
Stand proud.
Empty minds
Always speak loud.
Stand up, He said,
For what is right.
Even through dark times
Just be the light.
Stand alone, He said,
Dont rely on many.
During tough times
There wony be any.
Stand tall, He said,
Stand head strong.
Have faith and believe, he said.
I'll Be watchin over you, ever proud..
Copyright © Sasha Maharaj | Year Posted 2019
Gurudev-My Master(HH Swami Chinmayanand ji Maharaj)
He is meditating peacefully on his Self
In the lap of the lofty Dhauladhar peaks
Blessing and comforting all the sadhakas
Taking care of devotees and sincere seekers.
He is firmly established in the supreme Truth
He is the epitome of knowledge of the Brahman
He spreads it amongst multitudes of men
Across the globe with affection and concern.
He is an incomparable Vedantin extra ordinary
In him the Upanishads found a noble missionary
His inimitable style of teaching is unmatched
He is an Acharya genuinely divine indeed.
He is a Majestic Monist with love unbound
His lucid teaching has widely awakened
An understanding of the true nature of one’s Spirit
Our salutations, salutations, salutations to him!
Glories to my Gurudev,
who kindles the quest for the highest knowledge
and longing for the highest love.
Deshbhushan – my father’s name given on
Entrance of a temple where grandma in yawn
Sitting with twins – my father and uncle yon
Hilltop – crying were both – grandpa gone.
Buying some milk when came on lawn
He saw our saint named Shantisagar icon
Underneath a sacred tree praying at dawn.
She worried at weeping of children and bon.
Hurriedly came grandpa with water from Huron
Aiming to quench thirst of three since eon.
Now Shantisagarji Maharaj did withdrawn –
Jain munies never change in mediation
Any position – but for them came in agitation
Informing grandma the names in clarion,
None than Deshanbhushan and Kulbhushan.
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