Subtlest Poems

Bliss

bliss is the subtlest of the five sheaths donned
a steady hum of divine magnetism
fixating focus, taking us beyond
symbols, forms and labels of every ism
igniting here now our mind-body prism
simply stated bliss mirrors God’s heartbeat
rapture unbound that never does deplete

amar hridoy Tagoreweb

My      intertwined shrine, beating eternally within a cosmic trochaic, as min
          Mystic troubadours tell tell heart, shalom, I beseech thee to stay calm, oblivion
       In articulating the orator prodigy, they too, let me down with the subtlest clue, refrain
           Serenity taken a vow, to greet the suffocating spur, speech impediment to rush , her lame
           T’was plethora a remnant efforts of lonely mourner days and nights, so long to belong
           Sonorous, I was a reverie there, of your playful churn , yours pleasant companion
This day, with you in me , you stay there,  festive to know my may
               To rejuvenate a soul sharing you and me, splashed once to say, wills met the other day!.

Zen mode

voids within voids conceal 
the light that lights all lights
all is within, in the head ovoid
innate aliveness of luminous Self
surging forth from our toroidal heart

subtlest manifestation being space
and ultimate illusion as linear time
exiting the matrix we so cognise 
phenomena and the noumena 
in perfect brilliant stillness

Space Between Stars

subtlest we are  ~stuff of star
creation of the elements that spawn 
densest is the space
between beginningless origins 
and endless blurs 
thus, cosmogony visible 
vehement impassions
blends the invisible 
spreading hues of mahogany,
redshifts dust
 
stripped of mind, 

blurred...

manifested into existence 
two worlds collide,
rich in lust

Thought of the day

the subtlest gesture
of rude behaviour 
impacts us

it should not
but we cannot deny
that it does

it is therefore clear
ego as yet
exerts control over us

our stuporous awareness
is the reason 
why we sink

we thank the universe
for the opportunity provided
to learn as we burn

Emptiness

a word, a hymn
a symbol, an idol, 
a scripture, a guru

held in the vibrant void

cognised by our awareness
felt in heart, distorted by mind
embraced, released, reinvented

as we leave our footprints behind

subtlest of heart tremors preserved 
in the mind of universal consciousness 
both within and beyond cage of space-time

to which shimmery illusion should we then cling

Iridescent luminescence

Power to invoke aesthetic delight,
is found in cave of heart, betwixt bliss beats,
teleporting soul to zenith like height,
love’s refrain that unendingly repeats.

Subtler than the subtlest scent to us known,
God’s elixir sublime enlivens form,
revealing deep truths, to us alone known,
soothed by magnetised mists, both cool and warm.

Slowing down life’s pace, we garner God’s grace,
felt as light radiating from our core,
holding pristine presence in close embrace,
bliss that leaves heart begging for an encore.

In timeless time as we become the flame,
endless bliss rapture is our claim to fame.

Thought of the day

the subtlest of flickers seeking outcomes ~
hypnotises soul, our consciousness numbs

Subsequent to grace descent

a thousand nodes in the head ovoid
light up all at once humming in unison
emanation of bliss manifests as cool heat
subtler than the subtlest magnetism thus far
these luminous implants pulsate without cessation
as inner polarity of senses savours boons of God’s grace
osmotically absorbed within each pore of feeble form
as it is transmuted gradually into living light of Self
perceived by presence in slow motion beauteous 
revealing how seeds of love implanted blossom
magically thus in time dissolved staid silence

Lead Or Desist

I know you both 

Want and so too should wish

To expect a response

From all the other people

Apart from yourself 

Even if that response be

The merest tiny 

Subtlest of nods or blink's 

Hiding behind a smiling blackened eye

Because they are simply unable or lack 
the inner strength or stomach for the fight 

To stand up or speak for themselves 

In order so they can show you the pathway 

But yet then again aren't you just 
so to the problem as well 

If you yourself expect others to do

Something you have yet yourself

Seemed unable to accomplish or do

Because that offers others 

In similar powerless unmanageable situations 

Surely no solace or form of help

In fact makes matters way far worse

If other victims don't seem to care neither

The Secrets of Poesy's Heart Unveiled

What secrets dwell in Poesy's heart, veiled by verse? 
     Why on the edges of our perception
do they dance? What are life's essence and course, 
     when blight strikes our hearts with introspection?

What path does the Poet tread, bathed in starlight’s gleam? 
     What whispers of tomorrow beckon him near? 
How do his verses capture life's subtlest themes, 
     when flickers of comprehension die, then disappear?

The cryptic truths woven within rhythmic lines, 
     preserve the mysteries time itself shrouds;
Cloaked within the tapestry of the grand design;
     draped in the enigma of the passing clouds.

Do words echo the silent rhythm of the poet's soul, 
     sketched upon the canvas of an endless sky? 
Does his dance of metaphors, and rhymes, extol 
     the mysteries only seen through a poet's eye?

In each silent word, and each echoing phrase, 
     do we find our mirrored self, quietly unveiled? 
Uncoiling the layers through the rhymer's haze, 
     reveals in time what has remained concealed.

Awareness Self-Aware

We cannot often enough
smoothens out our edges rough,
down to the subtlest layer,
in gentle, mindful prayer.

Continuous correction
steers consciousness direction,
aligned with the throb of love,
as tidings of God’s peace dove.

To this end, our will we bend,
that we may here now ascend,
transmuting form as God’s light,
bliss ensconced, to heart’s delight.

Each breath grants to us a chance 
to make erect our stooped stance,
sidestepping ego borne ruse,
doable if we so choose.

20-September-2022

Men In My Life

Those souls are of many shades 
They walk past me in my dreams,  
often with an utter silence, a heavy one, 
And, all I do there, is watching those T-Shirts.

T-shirts have the strangest stories of this world 
Often in the subtlest way, right on the chests. 

One of them used to smoke, one was a poet 
And one was a sweet childhood memory, 
Left me pondering, for his pal, in the here and now. 

And I watched them grow, one by one, as a blooming flower 
Where each petal is a hue of gorgeous divine gratitude  
Meant only to breathe and to keep the very breathing going on... 

I call them friends,  
As all colors are a dried space with an uneven texture 
Where words hold the unspoken stories,  
with traces of Murphy's law 
And with a sigh of a lesser prejudice 
Of choosing none. 

June 25, 2022

Inspired by a Tagore song.

https://youtu.be/3sRLvceliZ0

(This poem is dedicated to my daughter).

Negate Desire

Negate desire and aversion
Down to subtlest level
Unbroken be contemplation 
Cognition spherical 

Unfettered awareness 
Vibrant in emptiness 
Love aligned consciousness 

Let’s climb higher 
Negate desire

25-August-2021
Quietus

Self Appraisal

Moment by moment, as life does unfold
We find mind not fully immersed therein
Assigning meaning to what we behold
Diffusing vibrations grazing our skin

What we call waking, being grossest state
The light of awareness, here too flickers
During sleep, senses rested, we gyrate
Responses both instinctive and weaker

Subtlest state of deep sleep, oblivion
We feel rested but know not what transpired
Steady attention, distant horizon
For ego, it seems, has us all hard wired

Let us begin then, with the waking state
Choosing, if need be, to endlessly wait

17-June-2021

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