INVITATION (10)
Oh lone Voyager, life sails fast
In enmeshed tangle of worldly hue,
The voyage is long, forlorn and vast Risks and Revelations afar do await you.

The mighty mire of the mortal living
And your Self's forfeited Ecstasy,
All this gives you pain illimitable
In your Soul's distress-fraught fancy.

Oh the sole Pilgrim on an endless journey,
Oh Eternal Dweller of Kingdom of Bliss!
The wanton desires of your bridleless senses
Land you in the adamantine abyss.

Oh Visionary of the stupendous Summit,
The lone Loiterer of the certitude's plane,
You have enjoyed enough the transient earth,
Now seek the Truth: your long-cherished aim.

Oh Marveller of Delight!
Unfetter your chains tied to your feet,
Your birth is to tread upon the Angelic realm
And kiss its all-transcending height.

Oh Reveller of Divine Mirth!
Enmeshed in shudder of futile fear,
Your stupor due to the tiring toil upon Earth
Your sighs and murmers of fake despair.

Oh Traveller of Empire of Eternal Love!
Your desires at ransom to the Circean charm,
Oh Soul Sanguine! Be awake and rise above
The mud and mire of the dreadful harm.

The Invisible Seer sits within :
The inner Guide, the Guardian of luminous Light,
The unflickering rays of the Mystic Sun
Make you soar higher in the wondrous flight.

Your journey from Inconscience to Enlightenment vast
Your steadfast footsteps must leave the False,
Man forever aspires to reach the Immortal:
The Creation's mysterious unsolved paradox.

The world is not made of forces blind
Man not meant to ***** in the unseen Dark,
The choicest Choice of the Mind Supreme
The fixed, Intransient and the stark.

The One creates and annihilates too
Everywhere works the One Free Will,
Your imperfections need not exceed the limit
To fall victim to the immediate peril.

Oh Messenger of Oracular Grace,
Oh Rejoicer of unexplored Ecstasy,
Your goal to reach the Omniscient Supreme
At your Ego-mind's unconditional forfeit.

Oh Explorer of the uninvaded realm
Reigned by Solitude sublime,
The Real sits Supreme in the firmament above
Beyond all limits of matter, space and time.

Be a part and parcel of the One Above,
Love all and emit endless rays of Light and Love.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 19th July 2019)

IN TRYST WITH THE INFINITE
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Come, let us live together, the Vast YOU and the little ME,
The Earth looks for greater heights, and the blue sky for the azure sea.

Tie not your time to the ambit of ambling hours,
The dimensionless air seeks solace in the shelter of the tree,
Look around the Universe beyond the horizon vast
Luminous, Transcendent, gleaming in a glittering spree.

The oceanic solitude speaks to the babbling waves
In the roaring uproar at the solemn entreaty of the shore,
The treasure immortal  hidden deep in the depthless *****
Gives the Clarion Call of the long lost forgotten yore.

The countless glistening gems on the firmament's breast
Reveal the most ecstatic euphoric symphony,
Infinity breathes deep into the heart of the finite
To live this Mystery out in the well-chosen Harmony.

The amazing ardour of the amour in the airy breeze
Wrapped in silvery mirth of the morn- moist dew,
Matter enveloped by every tiny specks of dust
Sings the New Creation's music in a heavenly hue.

The frightening armour in the lightening's dance,
The heavy outpour in a stormy turbulent night,
It's only to re-discover the Truth sublime
Deep hidden, out of reach of the mortal sight.

So much care, compassion and love immortal
Flow in the breath we all breathe,
The saffron sacred robe of the Mystic Fire
Envelopes us with divine warmth to make all eternally free.

The light we adore, the air we breathe,
The Earth we dwell upon, the fire forever free;
The water around adds pleasure to the playground -
Of the Divine Creatrix, ever undemanding!
Oh Man! What instead do you give?

The loving lap of Nature nurtures you,
Cradles you even in your most ignorant birth,
To rise and awaken your inmost Self
To meet the indefinable, immaculate Vast.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Puri. 3rd Dec 2019)

REVELATION
(Bijoylakshmi Das  24th Nov 2019)
The mansion magnificent is built in distant woodland heights,
With no sentinels to watch, but with Nine Golden doors bright,
Enter as pre-destined : the sole purpose of mundane life:
Drink nectar of Love and spread it, for your exit is certain : the end to all strife

The air you breathe around is not of your own,
The fragrance of Blossoms you adore belongs to the Supreme alone,
The flavour you admire, the recipe you relish with your most frivolous tongue,
The hands that hesitate to give but ready to take will not last long.

The beauty of woman, the innocence in the smile of an infant
Love's ardent ardour and its lone moments of ecstatic clasp,
The countless dreams you gather as your days increase,
Nothing is intransient, in Time's transience all do forever cease.

The eyes that adore Equality in the Smallest and the Vast,.
Your equipoise will count in life's mirth as well as in uncertain holocaust;
Your living is for others, your petty Self to be annulled,
The only stark TRUTH to be lived and shared will shine the brightest.

Caring and Sharing will lead you to reach the human Goal,
Walk on, be awake till you reach Godhead 's shoreless shore,
The oceanic profundity can only be felt in an abysmal depth,
Else, turmoil everywhere, so dive deep into Soul's inmost recess.

The emerald corridor you walk along will one day collapse,
Your broken promises, fake desires for Illimitable wealth to amass,.
The world around can only turn in an Elysian compromise,
The Bridal of the Earth to the Sky will consummate in an El Dorado's Paradise.

Your mortal life will turn immortal in an Immortal Vast,
Only if you could gain Wisdom in the most compassionate heart,
The crawling worms even cradle the desire to scale the Infinite,
Only if you could sense it in an enlightened foresight!!!

The littleness of 'I' in you meets the confluence 'WE' at last,
Your mansion's opulence touches the magnanimity of the toil of the Earth,
It is only then you can become an Integrated Whole,
The Creation will dwell in You and You are its greatest Wonder.

The Omnipotent's immortal Gift is at your door: the surrealist surprise!
You are GOD in MAN and MAN in GOD in your 2 Rise.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Puri. 24.11.2919)

THE ONE TOUCH
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Up in the Heaven, down to the Earth
The One Touch casts the magic spell,
Giving azure dreams in Love's sweet clasp -
Whispers soft muse forever to dwell.

Dawn breaks to the anthem of the Mystic rays,
Night listens to the lullaby of stars;
The world is filled with a distant joy -
Comes vibrating in aureate hours.

Blossoms of the Green open their ****** eyes -
To meet their Beloved in an ecstatic embrace,
The One Touch of the vesper Moon
Makes earth vast, ennobled and all the best.

In waves of the Ocean, in gale of the Tide -
The One Hand plays the magic wand,
In the fright of lightening, in the roar of thunder -
Is seen the artefact of His invisible Hand.

In the smile of the infant, in the anger of the aggrieved -
The One Eye always keeps vigilance;
In the fury of storms and all acts of violence -
Can be seen KALI's mirthful Dance.

In the blush of the Blue at the kiss of the Sun,
In the stretch of the rays of a prepossessing morn
Hid His single-touch play;
The twitter of birds and the roar of the lion;
The melody of the cuckoo:
Spring's child new-born
Take our spirit far, far away.

The fury of the mountain,
The wrath of the river,
The dance of Demons in sardonic pleasure:
Man's ugliest compromise with Peace;
The touch in the Zephyr,
The passion of the lover,
All His Rapture of the Bridal Kiss.

All is sublime, all is vibrant,
All is celestial, all is Bliss;
Oh Mortal Human! Go deep within
To learn the Mystery you always miss.

The One Single Touch plays with innumerable hues,
The dark in one, the brightest in another;
Ever solemn to one, resentful to the other;
You know not why in mortal fear,
Happens in one Universe.
The grand play of Oxymoron
Forever goes on;
The play of One Touch in numerous hues,
To give you your rewards of the worthiest dues.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar, 08.06.2019)

MONA LISA
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
The most beautiful touch of Love
In Thine sweet lips does it rove,
And your alien smile enigmatic;
Yet I grasp Thee
In Soul's solitary opulence
Where I feel my 'self'
And converse in dialect transparent
With my inner audience.
You greet me with an ecstatic ease.
Perhaps the forlorn heart
Sits calm and composed in
Self complacency.
Being aware of the disdain and doldrum of the Humanity.
Monna Lisa! The Mystery incarnate
Has slain the silence in her Mystic Presence.
Retires quiet in the quietude of a formless eve,
Merged in reverie
Of someone close of the Distant dream.
With admiring eyes all around
'You are an object of Love'
Never to be found!
Though entirely uninvolved
Oh Heavenly Damsel above!
Immortal in mortal Beauty!
Leonardo da Vinci's Art of iconic excellence
An infinitude of Bliss.

Yourq lips enticing,
Eyes far-reaching yet alluring
Make you dream a far-fetched
Delight enchanting.
Oh Artistic Marvel!
Epitome of rare moments'
Rapture and Symphony,
Creation's highest Harmony!
Descend upon Earth -
To be cherished as the treasure of the illimitable Vast.
An endless Mirth!
Oh unequalled Felicity!
You are Heaven's pleasure
passtime
Not mundane Seraglio's worth.
You are an immense Epiphany!
The ****** Beauty
Turned into a Myth
The Creation's unciphered Destiny.
The unthought idea of a legendary Romance,
The unfathomable depth of your surreptitious glance,
Your gestures sublime
Speak of the most euphoric Rhyme!
An unsung Poem
Of the amazing Vast
Aeons to last.

Oh Unforgettable Rhapsody!
Tread upon the Brown
To reverberate the air and earth
With azure mirth.
Your sweet soft unheard melody
Of immenisitude infinite
Of Rhapsody recondite
From the realm of the remote reverie.
Oh Celestial Nymph and El Dorado's Fairy!
Solace unending!

Aesthetic Excellence!
No touch of body and flesh,
Ever sanguine,
All-transcending Deathless ******!
Mona Lisa! The Maiden captivating!
Beauty fails to boast
In your ***** of Elysean Shine.
Breath stops but life breathes Love and Light,
Of inaccessible Height
Recedes further
Never comes to sight.
Mona Lisa, the Sweetheart
To countless beholders in despair,
Untouched in Eternity!
You are the unsolved Paradox
Of Human History.
You are Poetry's new nuance
Which never dies
Meets not decadence.
The Darling of Dalliance of every youthful whim.
In Memory's Archive
The Subtlest Queen!
Oh Seraphic Splendour!
Mona Lisa the magnanimous Heart!
Drop your Divine nectar
And be Bliss to all.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 31st July 2019)

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WHEN BREATH BECOMES AIR
WHEN BREATH BECOMES AIR
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
(Dedicated to a Young Brave heart departed much before time,
Life's only Truth is Death, stark, pure and sublime.)
It's when breath becomes air,
The little 'SELF' confined to its narrow 'I' comes to a cease;
All sobs of agony in a new rapture finds an ecstatic release,
The World departs from its narrow periphery of YOU and ME.

It's when breath becomes air
The Subtle matter merges into the subtlest Vast,
A new Birth with vernal promises is ushered upon Eatth;
Still the Brown yearns for the earnest Elysian compromise,
The mortal's journey to the Immortal afar in awakening's rise.

It's when breath becomes air,
A twilight splendour trembles in the tremulous Vast,
The Soil's life, its love and passions of an Illimitable mirth,
The softening lips, and the sweet kisses of the nearest Sweet heart,
All fade to the distant horizon faint, forsaken and cast aside at last ;
Alas! The little blossom is yet to come out of the surrealist romance!!!

It's when breath becomes air,
The spirit begins to seek the beginningless Soul in the infinite stretch of the sky,
The Journey is eternal, endless but the enlivened Self rises high;
Creation's breath goes on ceaseless,
the finite relaxes at ease,
The anguish of the age-old attire tired of earthly toil longs for a deathless demise.

It's when breath becomes air,
The world drama dies death in the silence of the immaculate Sublime,
All lyrics of life transient are lymned by the One Poet in His unwritten Rhyme,
We are ALL in ONE and ONE in ALL in the Supreme playact of the One Alone,
Breath is Air, and Air is Breath - Life's unalterable Principle of Unique Oxymoron forever goes on since ageless Aeon.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Puri. 16th Dec 2019)

Written by
Bijoylakshmi Das
(68/F/Puri)  
— The End —

THE ROSE OF MY HEART
There blossoms the rose
In the far off land of Bliss,
In Dawn-dewy petals
United with Earth's vernal kiss;
The silent sobbing sky -
At the plight of the Brown,
The grey clouds serving as a long beautiful gown;
The fiery rays of the Golden Sun
Plays hide and seek,
The earth is half-awakened and half-asleep
In her soft satisfying moan,
The sought-after nectar in the celestial morn,
Is dripping slow,
Like drops of sweat in a new bride's brow
To make her beauty glow
In her ****** visage.

Oh distant Rose!
The Angel of my heart!
Bloom with your bewitching smile,
Do rest awhile;
Soothe my heart with the inmost Delight,
Love at first sight,
In my Soul's soaring height.
Never possessive,
Sit sovereign in your Rapture's -
Kingdom native.
Well-assrrtive-
Of your expression sublime
Undemanding!
Fragrance pleasing
The inherent spirit of giving
Never expecting!

Oh Blossom of the Far!
The Rose of my heart!
Never to part
Still we are apart.
Your flitting glances
Not to cast
Over Brown's dust and dirt.
Not meant to be plucked and
cast aside,
Your smiles hardly to hide,
The blush of the Blue to -
make you enlivened and vast.

The Rose of my Heart!
Your gesture condescending
The Supreme's Law-abiding!
You grieve not for ever-giving!
Bloom! Oh Beauty of invisible mirth!
For every aggrieved heart.
Smile - Zephyr's worth
Where Nymphs sing and Seraphs dance
In the enraptured domain of the Divine romance -
The mortal loses semblance!

Oh Blossom of Love!
Of the beatific realm of the Vast!
In the elixir of love with utmost care
You are kept apart
From the mundane heart.
The Supreme Godhead's rarest Artefact!

All around heard the whisper of the
unceasing rain
Keeps me awake in my Spirit's gain;
In the new awakening
Foretells a joyous offering
Of the long forgotten tales of immaculate love:
Gifts from above.

In life's journey's ascendance
To reach Eternity, the all-Transcedant!
The Rose of Love!
The real sojourn of my Heart!
Do not part!
Make me forever asleep
In your sweet soft clasp,
The Divine Muse lisped by
your divine lips in the Immortal Grasp.
(Bijou Das, Anand Utsav Ashram Haridwar. 12.08 am 14.06.2019)

THE BLESSEDNESS OF BEATITUDE
(BIjoylakshmi Das)
The splendid Sunshine recedes to the inmost mountain lap,
The diamond dusk gets ready for the Moon-lit silvery clasp,
The brightening hues of the star-clad sparkle babbles to the breeze,
To endow the mortal with marvellous mirth and golden surprise.

The sweet fragrance of the night blossoms adore the air around,
The Heavens Maiden descends upon Earth, the Divine Playground,
Life gets enlivened with Love’s delightful mirth,
The radiance of rapture reddens the ravishing lips of the distant Sweetheart.

The Mother of Delight dawns upon every cherished heart,
To make one enraptured in fugitive moments’ futile play act,
All on Earth is uncertain, the false promise and compromise,
Awake to Love’s vast kingdom where reigns Certitude and Wisdom vast.

The Tryst of the Lover in lonely moments to lie in Beloved’s lap,
The long-cherished hours of clinging together in unlimited clasp,
The unfettered emotions, the mortal’s Dionysian endeavour,
The body’s bewitching gestures and its gladdening glamour –

The Night’s sublime solitude solemnizes performance pageant,
To discover the realm of Love, wide, expanding  and ever sacrosanct,
The senses of matter ephemeral merge into the senseless Unknown,
To make living deathless, transcending senses in the One Alone.

The ecstasy of Beauty that never fades from the human heart,
The whole Creation is knitted together in Love’s surrealist vast,
The fortuitous freedom at Soul’s release from death and birth,
The splendorous Beatitude bows down on your Moonlit path.

The physique is a Boon to enshrine the Benediction profound,
You are no more a slave to wanton desires and sloth of the ground,
The Deathless sits Supreme immutable, immaculate above,
Rise above all transience, ennoble your earthly life with His Divine Love.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Anand Utsav Ashram, Haridwar.17th October 2019)

IN MOMENTS OF TWILIGHT MIRTH
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 9th November 2019)
Just when the twilight touch of the golden tears of the sky –
Meets the broad breast of the Earth, in rapture-rapt kiss of the heavenly mirth,
The unsung poetry of aeons finds release in Eternity’s page
In an ecclesiastical Birth –
With azure splendour
And Beauty’s immensity vast.
Breath is broadened,
Life gets re-enlivened,
Sighs and sorrows meet death in a forgotten past;
The seven hues of the rain-rapt rainbow
Paints on Heaven’s canvass,
The miraculous amazing Art.
The Godhead above
Plays beautiful notes of immortal Love
In Divine Lyre –
Accompanied by Flute-clad ecstasy
Of an angelic empire,
To unravel the New Birth
That descends upon the youthful Earth,
Forever vibrant –
With rhapsody’s romantic clasp
The quickening hours of Harmony’s blissful hush
Unveils Silence’ mask.
The Delight inalienable invades Earth.
Bids adieu to all woeful past –
Of Brown’s sorrow, hunger and greed.
The vain onslaught
Cries futile for insatiable need:
The Quest of the Soil to seed the
Sacred fertile Birth,
Ever alive upon Earth.
The rapacious exuberance
Enhances its advance,
With rain-moist clouds
Fetched from distant lands;
Alien to the mortal heart.
Lots of surrealist poems are writ on the fathomless Vast.
The Light of Love and Truth
Is naked, pure and stark;
Kills Demon dark.
The twilight touch of the tear-moist toils of the Sky!
Do alight upon Earth!
(28th September 2019)

NATURE IS POETRY
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Just to touch the thoughts of the Green
I walked far and wide in distant woodland tree,
I scaled the heights of the towering peaks -
Of mountains; but found "Nature is Poetry".

The mnemonics I deciphered from Dictionary of the Vast
The archives I did explore in Mind's holiday spree,
All longings human failed utterly at last
To discover Nature to be a Mystery.

The songs of Music poured from human hearts
In moments of mirth and agony,
But the sobbing tears of the limitless Sky
Can only create the most exalted Harmony!

The futile lines of my frailsome hands,
All attempts to give shape to a poem,
Only the Pure Sublime can pen the best
Creation's amazing surrealist Realm.

Then I wanted to paint on the canvas
The Beauty that adores you and me,
Love's fragrant blossoms forever vibrant,
Only the Zephyr could speak of it and see.

Can you ever paint the lightening vast
With fantastic colours that flicker so fast?
Can you ever bring life to the heavy downpour
Which Nature weeps from Her inmost heart?

The sweet little birds flutter their wings
In joy's uproar and Dawn's untold dewy mirth,
The highest Song of Silence writ on the chirrups
Can you fathom into it in your mortal Birth?

The infant Sun cradles through clouds with myriad hues that paint the sky,
Do you know why the Mystic Fire
Changes its shape to smaller and smaller as it rises high?

Can you ever tread to the untrod Realm
Ever pure, serene and sublime,
The uninhibited kingdom of the Omnipotent King
Where there is eternal Sunshine?

Words fail to give meaning to your rhyme
The rhythm too in the long run is lost,
All your failing attempts to sketch the Divine scheme
Soon to be crushed and fallen to the dust.

It's only to admire and be merged in His reverie
Of what you feel and see,
The whole Creation is wrapped around
By the uncaught and unsought mystery.

Bow down your head upright
With gratitude, wonder to His unrevealed History,
You and your endless generations profound
Can never complete the Art of Perfection  -
As NATURE IS POETRY.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Puri. 4th Dec 2019)