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Mayoor Sunilkumar Poem
You glance down upon my desolate soul......
Entrapped within your eyes the silent glitter of the universe.
Your beautiful hair is enlightened by the sunlit waves of the Ganges.....
Let me kneel beneath the ends of this earth and with my tears cleanse your feet, my Goddess, the embodiment of love.
My offerings at heart are traumatized by the eternal wave of arrows, my fate.......
You have blessed this world with sweet music, your enchanting voice......
Yet drowns my joy, this immutable rhythm of endless cries.
You have subjected me, a lonely flower, amidst this realm of thorns......
my roots cannot compete any longer, my soul is being ebbed of what joy remains.
“Speak to me my Lord, tell me what I have done wrong!”
The gentle agitations of a cocoon, disrupt my train of thought....
She slowly struggles her way out with what strength she has, this beautiful butterfly...
Oh how sweet is this symbol of freedom gracefully flapping its wings.
I see my Lord, I see everything now.......
Only through suffering can one reach salvation.........
With this thought engraved, I shall prolong my love for you, forever and ever....
Amen
Copyright © Mayoor Sunilkumar | Year Posted 2011
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Mayoor Sunilkumar Poem
Deep within the realms of my inquisitive mind is burdened a thought. Given birth
by silent amazement as I pondered upon nature, its beauty eternal.
Ages bloom and fade like flowers, yet remains this burden, this thought does not
devour!...
Like a lonely flower in the midst of the midnight forest of vast mysteries
I am lost!
I stumble upon thee, a desolate leaf, shrivelled and ebbed of life. It clinches with
what strength remains to its master, a great tree. An ocean of sympathy floods
my soul as I stand here and glance upon thee.
“ Do not feel sorry for me”, it whispers, “ for I myself have no regrets in these
fading moments of my life. Let my appearance deceive you not, for it is infinite joy
not fear that surrounds me. Tis not melancholic darkness but heart sweetening
light that dances within my soul.
Many an idle day have I served my master, my purpose in life have I fulfilled. For
since the dawn of spring, my brothers and I, have welcomed the morning sun,
the light of life to dance upon us. Throughout the duration of summer have we
gathered this light and served our master, our purpose of existence. Now that
autumn has awoken my life nears an end. The breeze of the forthcoming winter
hath blown farewell to all my brothers, thus only I remain. When I go from hence
let this be my parting word:
I have given my life, sacrificed my soul to fulfil thee with life, my master, so if the
end comes here, let it come!...
A gentle breath of wind blew the proud leaf into the distant horizon......
The thought that burdened me for an eternity had finally found it resting place.
What is the purpose of my life?
To serve thee, my lord, my master, the purpose of my existence.....
Copyright © Mayoor Sunilkumar | Year Posted 2008
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Mayoor Sunilkumar Poem
The sound of thy music illuminates my soul,
as I listen in silent amazement it fills my heart with joy.
Even the softness of silk is rough compared to thy music.
The melody of the music flows like a stream,
penetrating through the rocks and rushes on.
All that is melancholy and dissonantmelts into a pool of mellifluous harmony.
My heart longs to join in with thy music
but struggles in vain for a sound.
My passion for thy music is ineffable.
As thy music comes to an end,
my heart flooded with joy begins to drain.
The sweetness in my soul becomes sour.
The luminous pool of fantasy solidifies
into a dark disconsolate ball of reality.
My heart thirsts for the holy blood of thy music,
still following the rhythm.....
Copyright © Mayoor Sunilkumar | Year Posted 2008
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