A SOLEMN APPEAL
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Oh Heaven's Flower!
Shun not Earth,
Your exuberance elegant -
Beauty transcedent, and
Celestial opulence
Hint at a Mystic significance.

Oh Beautiful Blossom!
Of the invisible kingdom of Bliss,
Shower your Solace
Upon the Vast stretch of Brown finite.
Oh the most amazing manifestation of the Supreme!
The ineffable Ecstasy!
Make the mundane life -
Rapture-rapt,
The Divine worth.

Oh Blooming Marvel of the far-off Realm!
Your Love-lit visage
And your never-ending endurance
To meet the starved and exhausted desert heart;
Enliven in us the new breath of life magnificent,
The earthly moments
Reach Eternity's empire -
Of time immemorial
Of a vernal Birth.
Oh Angelic Delight!
Do Alight upon Earth.

Oh Stealth of Bliss!
Oh prodigious Birth!
The violent victory
Over vain frolicking
Of ephemeral  life vagrant.
Seeks Thine Shelter ;
All vain purports
False surmise and fake conjecture - Fades to the distanceless Far
In your aureate Resplendence.

Oh pristine presence of the Divine Nuance!
Your muse and symphony sacrosanct
Soothe sobs and sibilations
Of the mortal heart:
The long-lost immortal Innocence.
Let the radius of our Quest be the limitless Vast.

Oh Truth Sublime! Perfection of Art!
The One Alone sails the mast -
Of Creation's sailing vessel
In measureless Ocean:
Large, immense and vast.
The One reigns over the
Present, Future and the Past.

Oh Celestial Flower of exquisite fragrance!
Make the living Humanity worth:
The miraculous Birth.
All vain longings and futility
Of despair and false pleasure
May meet decadence.

Oh Certitude sacrosanct!
Your unshakable flamboyance
May awaken us to the Dawn
of a New Renaissance.
Oh Heaven's Flower!
Shun not Earth.
We adore Thee
In our enlightened Birth.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 28.07.2019)

IN SILENCE OF THE SOUL
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Breathe not my Dear! In the silence of the Soul,
Earth is asleep and Night's splendour
adorns your feet;
Go deep within your breathless sleep
The solemn silence gives you its sublime kiss.
You are born pure,
The celestial Beauty keeps knocking at your ****** door.

Fear not, dive deep into the sombre depth of the dark,
To meet the Fire of enlightenment afar -
Denied to futile human births
Never ready to keep their inner doors azar.
Let me be reborn to make life anew,
Sanctioned from above, clad with magnificent hue.

There you sit alone in solitude's embrace -
My eternal companion, my Sweet Love!
At all cessation to the life of flesh and blood,
The Lotus-eyed Beauty lisps lullaby by the Grace of God.

Merge into the limitless expanse of the Infinite,
Sings sweetest psalms of exalted Bliss;
Earth is now not fit for you to alight,
Nor to embrace you in her sweet soft kiss.
Born forever in the Eternal Poise,
All in Harmony, all in Splendour -
No more mortal's discordant noise!

Songs of symphony vibrant in air around,
No slightest whisper of man's lips, no more sound;
Music jubilant, mirth profound
Nature is Rapture-clad.
To make Union Supreme,
Oh Dear all alone in Soul's lonely realm
Bliss' invincible King!
Heralding a shifting world's romance,
Changes subtle, sibilations silent
Under One Immortal's eternal vigilance!

Sail on Comrade Oh Sailor forlorn!
Fatigued by the toil of earth,
Grieve not, you are enlivened and reborn -
To rejoice in your new vernal birth.
Silence speaks a lot,
Speaks of immaculate Vast!
The measureless expanse of the Ocean ahead of you,
Plunge deep into it to be a glorious participant!
The fathomless depth longs to lisp -
The One Message undeciphered -
Never put into any human script!

Get not lost in the maze and mud around -
Try to hide our Mystic Play,
The heavenly blossoms send myriad hues
To make journey a grand success and to enjoy.
Songs of Cuckoo alive in the smiles of the Green,
Never bids adiue to the Spring's joyful Qween!

Oh Soul Sublime!
You are born to shine the brightest,
The mortal in the making!
The Supreme rules the invisible kingdom of your heart
In Soul's awakening!
To reach the goal,
Rise above body and mind
To explore Thy Soul!
(Bijou Das, Anand Utsav Ashram, Haridwar. 19.06.2019)

THE SOUL'S ODYSSEY
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
(Art for Art's sake. Art transcends all limits of time and space)
When breath becomes air
Memory turns into azure hue,
A free rein do I have
To dwell upon the uninvaded empire
With its amazing surprise
That has been long since due.

No more torment in toiling twilight
No more tiresome failing flight
None to solicit to scale alone
Solitude's heaven-reaching heights,
Where sits forlorn the Departed Dear
In his muse-moist mirth ;
Oh the Sweet Vernal Birth!
My Spirit soars high with its Spring-clad splendour,
To reach the caravan of Delight
And its all-enchanting grandeur -
In the Unknown Kingdom
Of the immutable Vast;
The glance is cast
Upon the moon-lit visage and the Sun-lit Trance.
The sweet lips of love
Clasped in the Rapture-rapt kiss,
In Surrealist realm of all-transcending Bliss -
Beyond all mortal grasp.
The Invisible invades me
In lonely moments of Dusk-clad hours
With its silent touch and solemn watch,
Over my fear and surmise,
My frail attempt to rise
From the sordid process of mundane birth.

Love's enlivening Rhapsody
Reigns over Earth,
All enraptured in its Ecstasy's mirth;
The gladdening embrace of Infinitude
For everyone infinitesimal
Makes the journey eternally jovial,
The wedded seventh heaven reaches Joy's ******,
The Zephyr's melody is in air around,
In jubilation vibrant,
All we need is a new enlightened Birth
With everything pure, sanguine and sacrosanct.
None to hate, none to fear
Each and everyone as our supreme dear,
All united in a single integrated Whole;
The One String pulls Creation's curtain apart,
To make our playact as the most successful ART.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar, 13th Sept 2019)

THE DISTANT APPEAL
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Since long forgotten all dewy dreams
In the new cadence of the surrealist Vast,
All plays of a weary past soon lose semblance
In life's new surprising Act! 

The moon-beam smile of the infant heart
Which once spoke of pure beauty and love sublime,
The eternal longing of the sky for the earth
And the quest of the Soul for the unending rhyme.

All is vibrant in the air around,
And everything is in joy and mirth;
Life seems to be journeying in a joyous merry-go-round
To make earthly life living worth

I have never sought after the limited known
At the priceless cost of the living Infinite,
I have never broken my heart to the perpetually born
And soon to be forgotten and be lost out of sight.

The fear of death scares me no more
With its dreadful loathsome dance,
I have made Tryst with the Supreme somewhere
Who sits unseen in the silent sojourn of my heart.

I adore desires to cherish in my little being,
That would one day take me to the desireless Absolute,
I harbour pain deep within, still I sing-
Songs of joy, mirth and play the wondrous flute.

I seek not pleasures of mundane earth
That go on endless roving around me,
But I yearn for the never-fading smiles of the Sweet-heart
Which reverberate In nearby soothing breeze.

I never long to build the golden castle around you,
My Dear! Lest it imprison me,
I feel "Joy and Bliss to be life's true freedom"
Hence, let us live the life free, ever free.

Soft speaks the azure ocean deep
With its amazing treasures profound,
Enrich the myriad lives and make them keep -
Awake to listen to the Clarion Call of the Divine Play Ground.

No one hears the sweet soft whisper
The signal of Eternity in the Green for the Blue,
Goes on endless in the Bliss-rapt chapter
Of brightened Nature in midst of manifold hue.

No words are spake, still the unique act goes on without cease,
The One admires, the other relishes
In Souls inmost depth's release.

Unnoticed from world's mortal eyes
The drops of divine nectar are spread,
Over vernal Earth to make living worth-
For the enlivened spirits in the new Birth to live life ahead.

To meet the ecstasy of the enchanting smile
Which awakens us in every while
In Matter's defeat and Spirit's gain,
Gives a new vista to the earthly life
Despite lots of strife and endless pain.
As we aspire to rise again!!!

Freed forever from all human clasp
The Real towards which our spirit longs to soar,
The secret Splendour ever intangible to mortal grasp
The great lonely hours of Light
That our Soul could only endure.

I dwell in that realm of heavenly grandeur,
At all past loving memory's surcease,
Oh Seer! I share the glory of your eternal Love -
Of the Unknown Kingdom
Meant only for YOU and ME.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Anand Utsav Ashram
Haridwar, 30.05.2919. 23.50 hrs)

THE TRYST OF THE SOUL
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
I room a sylvan rest to retire
With unknown splendour of an uninvadable Bliss,
In memory's locked archives of the Golden Empire
I meet my Beloved in His enraptured kiss.

My thirst for the Limitless since time immemorial,
Slain all desires of the mortal realm,
I make my momentous Tryst with the invisible Self -
In its unending flights to the untrod Ken.

The rain-moist forest and the storm-stressed journey
Have filled my spirit with moon-clad ecstasy,
The brilliant sun rays have swayed to and fro -
Never went out of my visionary fancy.

My heart has stopped its beats in the upsurge of an immaculate joy
Thoughts merged into a seamless Vast,
I have made rendezvous with the unseen Envoy:
The eternal Soul-mate of the forgotten past.

The sleeping Beauty open her eyes
In the sweetest whisper and the softest muse,
I get enlivened with myriad mirth
To reign Supreme in Spirit's inmost recluse.

I have made adventure into the Mystic heights -
Forbidden to any human habitat,
With Elysian treasures and El Dorado's marvels
The Divine sits alone in the amazing Vast.

I am the Monarch of Sovereign Solitude
I travel on the shoreless sand of the immeasurable Sea,
Time turns timeless in Infinity's gratitude
Space loses limits in the limitless Blithe.

So, my only abode is the seclusion Sylvan
Sky-spangled miracles watched by the Godhead above,
I am the King of Beatitude, I sing alone -
In the immortal territory the Song of Eternal Love.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 08.07.2019)

THE SUPREME RENDEZVOUS
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Dusk fades in the horizon,
The stunning Sunset scribbles
A few squiggles significant
On mind's firmament vast.
A magnificent masquerade
Of life's emotions and frolicking past.

In a prescient Presence
Lurks the golden future amazing and forever to last.
The enlivening Dusk fades far away, Giving place to the solemn Dark its way;
Lost are bygone days' dusts of despair,
The ocean within the Self laves the shore
With tiny turbulent waves,
And the stars soon begin to drop
Their scintillating mirth.
Inspire to rise above Earth's transience,
All its lovelorn and anguish-moist clasp.
Walk alone to the shoreless Vast.
Your journey nears the end
The Golden Door to meet you is azar,
Oh Traveller! Think twice before you go far
In this bizarre bazaar.
You are welcome, Oh Human
Dweller!
In your mortal warp.
Your awakening, though
A little topsy-turvy
Only in the beginning.
Cast off your mask
Of frailties and failures:
Your incomplete evolutionary act.
Be an active participant
In Eternity's joyful playact.
The Supreme Felicity
Awaits you at the end of the tunnel dark.
Memory of the mind mortal
Fades far
Recedes further too all past solicitude:
Purely ephemeral.
In the faint fading gesture
Of twilight unsure
Your joys and fear of death
and mundane departure
Of so-called dear and near.
All lose semblance
In the Supreme Artefact.
The One Truth wraps
The whole Creation's Amazing Vast.
The Love of the One Beloved
Is pure and sanguine
And Omnipresent.
Like the morning sunshine
His Grace never failing,
Lulled by Solitude's Silence
All-embracing!
His Infinity's Height ever ascending
Matter and Mind transcending,
Undemanding!!!

Dusk fades in the Horizon
Darkness looms around,
Hopes' immensitude
And Joy profound.
Unfasten your futile ***** -
Tied to strings of the Earth.
To reach the Illimitable Mirth
The Mystic Fire is lit
In your Immortal Birth.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 7th August 2019)

THE DECLARATION
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
I have gathered myriad treasures from the immortal Vast
And 've made amorous flight to the aureate Blue,
Winged with delight in the Sun-clad clasp
To collect resplendence of the Golden hue.
I have made tryst with the Sovereign sitting ashore,
I have kept my Soul in ransom at Infinity's door.

I have bloomed as the most beautiful blossom of the earth-
In the garden of Paradise adorning in my being,
I spread the fragrance and I breathed its odour,
I am the Supreme, I am the King.
I reign over the Creation whole,
I have kept my Soul in ransom at Infinity's door.

I have played with fire of anger invincible,
'Tried to win the kingdom of lust,
For the thirst of a deathless birth and
Not to welter in the wilderness of the ephemeral dust.
I have dived headlong into the sea of dreadful adventure
To make life a meaningful whole,
The Alone sits lone above
My Soul is in ransom at His door.

I have plunged into the depth of unknown Deep
To fathom into the Entity that lurks behind the Self,
I have conquered the entire empire of Ego
At the magnificent One's
sole behest.
I won the battle of life safe and uninjured
I have kept my Soul in ransom at  Infinity's door.

Therefore, I am being reborn to smile
Make mundane living worthwhile,
To make my Being a part of the everlasting Whole;
Oh the indwelling Divine! You are mine,
I have kept my Soul in ransom at Your Infinity's door.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 1st July 2019)