LAMP

Like a wick of a lamp burns my heart,
In your remembrance night and day,
& it shows me the path with its light
But ever so weak, ever so dim.

The gusts of my own folly blows at it
And the light of my will wavers
Still it burns, it never dies
But ever so weak, ever so dim.

Darkness presses me from all directions
And the cold gnaws at my marrow
Yet the lamp holds my will
But ever so weak, ever so dim.

I wait here for it is promised you will appear
And you will bring the light of sun
And my faith in that promise remains
But ever so weak, ever so dim.

Is the disciple not ready?
For you have not appeared yet
And the cries of my anguish rings around
But ever so weak, ever so dim.
---- Yogi

Pain

My nights wither away in remembrance
My days spent in waiting
I look up at sky, clouds obscure the sun
I wait for the wind to sweep away the clouds
So that a ray of hope can reach me
I’m stoned on the porch awaiting your return...

I keep looking at the road
It winds away in distance as far as I can see
Hoping to see you coming back to me
Many come and many go, but I’m still alone
You must have reasons to stay back
But I’m only yours so come and take me
It rains but I still burn in agony of your separation
Where's the peace???
I want to tear away my limbs
I can't bear this anymore; will you not end this torment???
My breaths come haltingly and I gasp all the time
My eyes always hurt from lack of blinking
In case you appear for a moment and I miss
My tongue has forgotten to move from lack of use
I’ve lost count of days & nights I’ve been standing here
No postman has yet brought your message
And the fire is still burning me, charring me
If I do not see you, I do not know what I will do
The pain alone would be enough to kill me
You know my plight, but you still are absent
How can you be so cruel, O! Heart of my heart!
Your remembrance fills me and your yearning kills me
They say you'll arrive when I die
I wish death would embrace me here and now
So that YOU would come and visit me
Every atom of my worthless body screams for you
Will you not take me?? O! Soul of my soul!??
People come and advise me
But they do not know what is churning inside me
They come and give me medicines
But they do not know what I suffer from
Your sight alone can cure me
Me, your love alone can heal
What shall I write, master!
Even the words fall short of what I feel!!!
(Every rain drop burns me, what is there in life without you O MASTER!!!!)
----- Yogi…

LOVE- I

Like a spider spins web and sits in the centre, so does my solitude; veiling itself by creating barriers around itself. No wonder why my solitude remains.. what, solitary(?). Not that i didn't try to be a part of crowd but everytime i tried to mix up, i found myself alone. My every attempt (to mix with the crowd) has failed till now, simply because I, myself have failed. Again and again i'm drawn back to the centre, where my solitude welcomes me lovingly, embracing me as a brother. Only if i could embrace it likewise, i would not be..... solitary, for in my solitude is my companionship. Irony is that as long as i'll seek companionship, i'll be solitary and when i'll embrace the solitude, it will emerge as a strong companionship. Strange it may sound but it is the truth.

Man has ever wanted to be loved for love is the essence of man and i'm just another human being of the same essence. This striving of man is as natural as the striving of the fish for the water, the striving of plants for sunlight, the striving of moon-bird for moon. But no matter how much love the man gets, it is never enough for him, for a drop will always strive to become an ocean by submerging all the drops that it comes in contact with in itself and thus ending the duality (between the drops) and entering into singularity. Singularity, the only law of love.

To be contd.