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Best Poems Written by Satheesan Rangorath

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Mangalyaan--Voyage To Mars

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MANGALYAAN ( VOYAGE TO MARS)

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It is alright how we came.
But one cannot deny our presence.
We are in the Mars club.
found our way ahead in a bicycle!
No one helped us to be here.
It is our Vedic skills,
made way for cosmic dreams.
If you like it or not,
we made our entry silently.
We may have used a bullock cart,
a buffalo for our space ship.
Cow dung as fuel.
Does it matter?
It is not to conquer Mars.
Just to be there to do our bit.
Entire universe is a puzzling mystery.
The more we are in,
the more we entangle in the puzzle.
Depth is so deep.
Neither end is seen nor beginning.
But there is hope.
Hope in and for humanity.
Please wear your DESIGNER HATS
We wear our turbans.
Please do cartooning,
But do not mock at us in a cartoon.
It is not for mockery but for good taste.
Let us do something,
useful for humanity.
Not to make a Nuclear winter out of greed.
We chant a hymn.
a mantra that reaches beyond galaxies.
A couplet for our liberation.
Om Shanti, shanti, shanti. 
(Peace on Us, Peace on us ,Peace on us)

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Cradle of Compassion

I was fumbling in the darkness.
Tsunami of night was consuming me.
Wading I walked slowly in faulty steps, 
Faltering my feet fell on unknown terrain.

Frustrated I looked around for a familiar sound.
No there is only louder drumming of fear.
Heart beats in faster and faster tones.
I closed my eyes creating more darkness.

Resigning to my fate I spoke in delirium.
 A cold shower of emotions dampened me.
My spirits drenched in my emotions.
Stranded in my thoughts I cuddled to sleep.

I woke up as a little child so confused.
Suddenly I saw the light of a laughter.
Sharpened my ears I tried to listen.
Yes, I Had heard it before, far from depth of time.

Slowly i heard a footfall nearing me.
I got shuffled and waited anxiously.
A soft subtle aroma spread around.
I heard a clang of bangles in my ears.

Glitter of a diamond nose stud.
Then brilliance of a sweet smile.
I saw the entire world for a split second.
My eyes filled, tear was flowing instantly.
I was carried in the cradle of compassion
I was toddling holding the tip of Her Saree.

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Poem

I hear only one sound, 
 The sound of silence and beauty. 
 That is my poem. 
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Face of Truth

Face of truth
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World is a matter of light and shades.
Everything shines after brilliance of truth.
Darkness dips its brush in fluorescence,
Puts blush of a rouge on her face .

There is in the duality of world,
evolves a black side and a bright side.
All loves a world under flood light,
shines showing spring flowers of life.

Nothing exists as single in this universe.
If one is real the other is a reflection.
A shadow follows every matter no matter.
Ultimately consumes one another .
 
Sun eats away moon on an eclipse day.
 It is Moon’s day to eat sun on a lunar day .
Twins strike entire macrocosm each day.
 Microcosm remains inside as seeds.

Masters who ascent to a higher realm;
settles there in pure gleam of ecstasy.
Holy Mother of universe observes, and
transforms each one into unique unity.

In the high realms of effulgence;
 remains none other than purity, the face of truth.
Fire sanctifies each life to knowledge,
tongues of fire licks away impurities.

Whole of cosmic dream merges into one delight.
enters   into end of knowledge- into silence.
Wisdom dawns from the enlightenment.
Beauty of muteness appears like a dawn!

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Pure Effulgence

PURE EFFULGENCE

Trekking on a path of life to immortality, 
 Time moves in an eternal cycle of mystery. 
 Neither is there a beginning nor an end. 
 Those gets dissolved who rolls in the time, 
 again appears somewhere somehow. 
 Cycle of existence continues until then. 
 Wise ones stay on time are the ones, 
 Who lives and sees beyond time n’ space. 

 Metamorphosis completes into human form, 
 as we float in the tide of births and deaths. 
 All who does not swim; the ocean consumes. 
 Those who are wise stay afloat among waves. 
 They cross sea of turmoil in repeated attempts. 
 Then transcend world to reach home of tranquillity. 
 They takeoff and fly on wings of wisdom to heights, 
 and see the whole universe as one entity. 


 Once reached on upper deck of truth, 
 Shall remain there observing fun of cosmic dream. 
 They are awake aware of reality; tries waking up all. 
 helping all to see and enjoy ecstasy.
 Playing a role in the dreaming n’ deep sleep. 
 Yet, they remain in effulgence; unaware of day and night. 
 Holy mother witnesses and hears all states of life ticks. 
 She is the seer; seen; and scene altogether. 
 Oh! Mother wake me up from my deep slumber to light! 
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Those Who Walked Away

Those who walked away
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Across a stretch of field,
A trekked pathway stretches,
Paved by a fine white sugar sand.
Many have walked through.
Their foot falls made this path alive.
Those foot prints guided many to destiny.
Faith followed their hopes,
preoccupied with thoughts.
Their minds spilled in tear droplets.
Cool breeze of grace wiped their eyes.
Where did they walk to?
It is a destination unknown.
Yet their foot prints remain merged.
Each grain of sand has their stories.
History lie submerged with time.
Their life hides behind memories.
May be one day we dig them out,
painting a picture of our imagination.
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