Onset of madness

A relative became obsessed
With memorizing an English dictionary
Somewhere down the road, he went crazy
'Tis the dictionary drove him mad! Said relatives
No, madness drove him to read it, says me

Flying witches

Flying witches, slimy snitches,
Cast their spell on minds,
They come in quick, opportunistic speeds,
And snatch what they can find.

They bomb the being with
Blockages unclean, make you disbelieve
And take your faith.
Fear not, just raise yourself
From the grave they dug for themselves

Dharma to Collectivity: Inflexion Point

Yesterday,
we celebrated,
not just the purnima of guru,
but a culmination of inculcation,
of guru principles over many days

Now is the time to make a shift
to the vishuddhi, and be sweet.

Prescription for relapse

If one falls back
On old ways, not yet inlearned
To press the big self destruct button,
What is the prescription
To not fall from grace
To the nth circle of hell?

A bandhan, self forgiveness,
A promise to rise,
Just one more time than
The times we fall?

A shoebeat, some ghee,
To calm the self, give discretion
Or some combination of all?

So I wonder how long
Is the rope of forgiveness
By which I hang and slip for years
Surely there is an end when the deeds run out
But I don't want to see that terminal end.

Slavery to Senses

Adiguru approaches, for the annual celebration,
my heart yearns to assimilate the qualities;
end the slavery to the senses,
and let the spirit become the ruling guru of the being

if i eat for taste not hunger, i apologize
if i see for visual relish, i apologize
if i touch for sensuality, i apologize
if i smell for intoxication, i apologize
if i speak from pride, i apologize

may the guru within forgive

Filo dough sophy

Said Alanis,
Bite off more than you can chew,
To become stronger, rise higher.
I agree, but laugh at my seeker ways
From seeker days, when we learnt
Our philosophy from popular music,
When sting, Dylan and others, filled in
For the lack of better prophets.

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Blog Takes a Turn

three years of silence,

this blog resurrects,

to voices of the mind,

to expressions unsaid.