Close Your Eyes
Close your eyes and shut out the sun
Or else select the site sans electricity
May be the wilderness of Terrai, in the still of the night
Listen to the Sounds of Silence
May be the hum of the cricket likens it
And you might feel that the mass of energy that you are and the mass of energy that the distant divan is
Which you dont see and you know it is there
Or else the mass of energy that the yonder tree is in silhouette are identical
And you are a part of a continuum that streches beyond the dingy lane
And the tree scape and the land scape and sky scape and beyond
And may be you might communicate with the dark mass called the Great Attractor to which the world of tongue and touch rushes desparately
The Being there with its unquenchable thirst drinks deep in boundless manna
The nothingness which is our bridegroom feeds on you then
And you forget you father's name and lose all your grossness
Enjoy yourself if you are a masochist
If you are a masculine, this is no news for you
But for others if such information comes true
What should be the remuneration of the poet?
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Rains
Rains have been robbed of their freshener
Such phrases as -
a rain of melody or
a shower of blessings
still linger
The language that we use
was made by our forefathers
It does not give us clear vision
If we could doff our language
and look about ourselves
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M an is dead
Netzche discovered that God is dead
Hence gods were to be discovered
in nationalism socialism democracy and so on
Whose imagination did create so many gods?
Man's.
No particular man but Man who is perhaps in every man and woman
Or who is an agglomeration of men
The thousand headed Man with thousand eyes and thousand legs
So when god was found dead
Man became the god of gods
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We brag that India is the land of sages and saints
We brag that India is the land of sages and saints
They retired from the world enamoured of divine colloquy
Their feelings have been recorded in the Vedas and the Upanisads
They lived in the forests and sang hymns to Nature
They worshipped Nature in her every mood
They worshipped the storm they worshipped the flood
They worshipped the corn they worshipped the woods
The fiercest and the poisonous animals they loved
Nature was at the centre of their thought
They felt that they were the offsprings of Nature
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