SILENCE
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Silence is the Best
Silence is sublime
Silence is Vast;
Silence is all-transcending -
Beyond mortal acts.
It too is profound,
Makes us spell-bound,
Even though unexpressed
Reveals the Supreme Blessed!
It is the One unique existence
In its inane solitude -
Sends message of greater depth,
From Soul even when Being is asleep
Beyond Space and Time,
Cause and Effect ;
Wins the heart of Godhead
In her sweet soft golden glance! !
Silence is the celestial bridge
Joins the amazing heights
To Earth's forsaken soil,
And her attempted flights,
To reach the Unknown height
Of the underlying Godhead.
All vain desires and toil of the Brown
Meet Decadence -
Along with Ego's sky-touching crown
Man's arrogance and ambitions
And his derision of self-asserted pride,
To make Nature serve to his indomitable will,
And insatiable greed!

It never succeeds!
Inner silence is lost
As it served as the Golden Bridge
To meet the Supreme Will!
Which in each moment sees,
Our every act even if we hide;
His eternal Gaze -
Writes on Silence's page.
We humans create chaos -
Everywhere around us
To devastate the inner harmony.
Blind and deaf to mankind!
We have lost silence of our inmost mind!!!
Silence communicates the best,
Transfigures the language of the Lord,
In Nature's heiroglyphics
And Her innumerable ways.
Like when Dawn descends upon Earth
Heralding the joyful birth -
Of a vernal Creation
Awaiting to meet Humanity in the higher illumination!
The Soul's awakening -
Where only Silence reigns.
Dialect fails,
Speech loses semblance
Silence deciphers Creation:s unending rhyme.
Repeats in ceaseless Harmony!

We are born in Silence,
And to that Sole-existent Silence -
All have to go
By our Ego's transcendence!
Life's journey brief,
Ends in silence deep.
In Silence we must live,
And to it we must give -
Our listening ears in Knowledge's
Revelatory ascent!
We must make our life the greatest success -
In Supreme's Blissful Art!
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Anand Utsav Ashram,
Haridwar. 31.05.2019)

SILENCE IS SUPREME
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 9th February 2020)
Silence in the air
Silence all around,
I long to merge deep
In the depth of Silence ' play ground. Silence is Harmony
Silence is Suoreme' s breath,
To regain our felicity fugitive
In our mortal breast -
We dive into Silence' depth.
The One Exprrssion of the unique Sublime -
Amazingly awe-inspiring
Utterly captivating!!!
Silence is the Art
Which makes others live
A joyful living united with the Infinite:
Selfless and all-forgiving!
Silence is the silent throb of the heart
Of the One Highest Breath,
The Consciousness sublime.
Silence is smile
On the face of the One Adorable Being.
Silence is the lone traveller
On the vast expanse of Time,
Silence is the reveller of Joy
Of the never-ending rhyme -
All-pervading!
Silence is vast
Silence is Beauty -
Of the all - transcending Act!
Silence is Immanence
Of Creation's inherent Harmony.
Silence is the Mystic touch
Of the Absolute all-surpassing!
The celestial dwelling
For every loving heart,
Love's resplendent splendour
In life's journey vast!
Silence is perfection
That is never-ending;
The footprints from above
Solace descending!
The rare reminiscences
Of the One Eternal Inhabitant,
The all-shaping Flame
Of the Mystic Fire
Ever vibrant
All-commanding!
Silence is Light
That lies deep within -
Each living and non-living
In their inertial sleeping!
Silence is awakening
From the most senseless stupor,
Silence is the patron -
For earthly life
Solemnly condescending!
Silence is Humility of the highest order,
Silence is Dignity always to remember,
The Beauty and Mirth that in life we seek for
To rise above the mundane self and its self- made disaster.
Silence is Blessedness' Grace
For every grieving soul;
Silence is Symphony
Of the ageless yore.
Silence is the sole companion
Of Spirit's magnificent melancholy,
Silence is Union with the Beloved in ecstasy.
Silence is Poetry
Of our rhythmic thoughts,
Silence is manifestation
Of our formless forms.
Silence sits alone in its Kingdom vast,
Why not make it your Soulmate
Oh Man! In your endless journey of the mortal birth?
(Bijoylakshmi Das)

SILENCE OF THE SEA
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 29th Nov 2020)
Silence in the sea
Silence all around,
Silence is sublime
Silence is the sound.
Blue of the ocean,
Blue of the Vast;
Blue is the mind
Nature’s surrealist Art!
Green is the Beauty
Green woodland vast,
Green is the forest
That dwells in your heart.
Asceticism in the air
Ascetic sits within,
Merge deep into its trance
The Omnipotent speaks within.
Away from the noise
Away from life,
The Pilgrim of the soul
Seeks Wisdom recondite.
Bliss is tranquil
Always sylvan-rapt,
Live in its kingdom,
Love the transcending act.
The mud and the mire
Only in the world outside,
Lies in the depth
Fortitude’s purity in pride.
Light is within
Once you dive into the dark,
The sacred iridescence –
Profound, naked and stark.
Blind is your Ego
When you are bound in it,
Live in the freedom
That lies beneath.
Freedom from desires
Is freedom from slavery,
Freedom of the soul
Is divine elixir.
Love’s limitless bounty
Drops from above,
You are not body, nor mind
But an indivisible part of love.
Creation all-embracing
With the most compassionate heart,
“Sharing and Caring”
Learn its beautiful Art.
Paint your pure thought
On its canvas infinite,
Rise above the Ego
Enjoy Freedom’s height.
You are a drop of divine elixir
That drops down upon Earth,
Be worthy of it
Fulfill your divine birth.
(29th November 2020, Golden Beach,Puri)

SOLITUDE’S SOLACE
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 28th June 2020)
May I buy for you the blush from the Blue
Beautiful blossoms with glittering hue,
And endless smile from the smileless Vast;
To make you Monarch of your magnificent Art?

Flickering fringes from the firmament far
Unsullied Bliss from the uncharted world;
The dignified delight of the deific Joy,
To make you blithe in the world-stir’s play.

I cradle you Oh Dear in my inmost heart,
With vernal promises never to keep us apart;
Life’s limitless stretch in the skyless infinite,
Breath merges into breath though out of human sight.

The euphoric amour of the airy mirth,
The sylvan symphony alights upon Earth,
The appeal of the Unknown is aired around,
To make us enraptured in Ecstasy’s playground.

May I fathom deep into Felicity’s depth,
To get emerald elixir from the immortal breath;
To see you blossom in your brightening birth,
The world smiles back at you;
You are in unison with your mystic Art.

Grieve not, Little Dear! Though the struggle is hard,
Estranged from your Beloved, melancholic and sad;
Time’s wheel rotates, it’s not always the same,
Fragrance from the far-away flower will certainly reach you once again.

Close your eyes, dive deep into your Soul,
The true Music begins there; listen to it with your inner ear,
The world around is false, fictitious and ephemeral,
Dwell deep in the depth of Certitude’s uninvaded empire.

Sing the Song of your Soul from the sorrowless land of Love,
The amethyst blue Beauty all around,
Heaven’s Blessings from Eternity above.

SOMEONE SOMEWHERE
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Oh Dear, my dear, my ever Sweet Dear
Tell me where do you now live?
Whether Earth's Paradise or Heaven's
El Dorado
Live alone in your Soul's delightful blithe.

The sweet melody of the little birds
Wings your hours with limitless mirth,
Your dwelling is the measureless masquerade
Of an invisible immortal Birth.

The Dawn descends with her soft solemn footsteps
Delivers the visionary message of the Unknown,
Your unseen presence soon touches my heart's inmost recess
Where I sit oblivious of the world
on my own.

The swaying cascades in their gladsome dance
Send Mystic signals in solitude,
At once makes your subtle presence vibrant in air
To aureate the splendours of Beatitude.

The bubbling babbles rise so fast
From the deep blue ocean's breast,
Your whisper and whistle reverberate in ether
Just at a glance I touch the momentous moment.

The Night sky sparkles with Eden-like
magnificence
Star-spangled moonbeams speak of Bliss,.
I listen then to your muse-moist murmur
And feel the rarest rainbow-rapt kiss.

Oh Dear! My Sweet Invisible Dear!
Tell me the name of the land you dwell,
Just a glimpse I long to have of you
And bid adieu to this earthly hell.

The Sun-robed mountains utter the Truth:
Vast, Golden and Sublime,
The thunderous rains with their sobbing tears
Sing Nature's ceaseless rhyme.


There you appear in a sudden flicker
In lightening's unforeseen advance,
Then you play hide and seek beneath the clouds
In their clamorous frightful dance.

Just a touch of yours is here and there
On the huge stretch of Blue,
Ever enlivening for the tired brown earth
Full of revelry and unseized awe.

The rare roisterer of joy of
buoyant moments -
The lone Emperor in the Kingdom of Victory,
The solemn Grace offers its gratitude
In untold felicity of self-rapt mystery.

So, there you sit on your triumphant throne
Alone on the peak of your archetypal win,
Far removed from Earth's periphery beyond time and space -
Like Godhead's nearest Kin.
(Bijoylakshmi Das Haridwar. 28th June 2019)








I

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)

THE CALL BEYOND
I gathered myriad hues from the Heaven
And planted roses in the heart for you,
Countless dewdrops from the dewy Dawn
Sweet dreams to make your life anew.

I spent sleepless nights under starlit sky
And spoke to moonbeams in their heightened mirth,
Betwixt Earth's Labour and Soul's ecstasy
Was lost my life's living worth.

I longed to soar higher in the breeze
Where there was no sorrow, grief or woe,
But my little physique's limited compromise
Never did let me go.

I sported with silence in my kingdom
And made companion with all-pervading solitude,
To march on the journey of my Soul
And rest eternally in the indwelling Beatitude!

I walked over meadows in twilight
And plucked saplings to plant on the vernal bed,
I made Tryst with the ocean deep
To merge into the secret symphony lying ahead.

I made friends with Nature's green,
That speaks of selfless Love and pure Delight,
I walked by the distant murmuring stream
Far hidden from all human sight.

I trekked over snow-clad mountains
To reach One Soul at the Summit,
I dived deep into the water green
That melted down under my feet.

I listened to music in rustles of air
Vibrant with divine rhyme,
I spoke to the Sun, the Mystic Fire
In perfection of spirit sublime.

Far away from the din and bustle of mortal life
I built the heavenly habitat for you,
To see you Blithe in Soul's endless Bliss:
The choicest sojourn
That was long since due.

I witnessed the waning fatigue of the Earth,
And the tireless toil of the Blue,
To make man truly human
And with everything around you.

Hopeless is Man and his castaway hopes
In depth of Falsehood's mud asleep,
Truth for him a distant dream
And promises never, never to keep.

So I walked far and wide
To collect the golden nectar and hue,
To see your life's brightest Sunrise with Mystic Fire around you.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 23.05.2019)

THE CHALLENGE OF THE VAST
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 17th Feb 2020, Puri)
ItIt’s when the sublime silence seeks solace in the vacant naught,
Matter ceases to be meaningless in the highest altitude ever sought,
Life blooms in the enlivenment of a blossoming paradise
It’s there I meet you Beloved! In my inner awakening’s brightest sunrise.
Away from the world in the immense solitude where now I do live,
In Beauty’s beatific Bounty the outward chaos comes to an eternal cease,
The vast infinitude adores me in the beautiful expanse of the amazing Blue
The loving caress, the golden welcome! Oh Dear! It is none other than the unseen You.

The infant longing to be in love with the untouched Absolute
All my breath stops there in the earthly longings irresolute,
The spirit soars high, listens to the Clarion Call of the inmost Soul,

That lives deep within me, guided my Consciousness to reach the invisible Goal.
I‘ve been clad with the shapeless Flame’s all-solacing clasp,
The Earth belongs to me, I’m no more a victim to her serpentine grasp,
The mundane responds to the deathless Delight to descend down,
The Glory of the All Alone is adorned with the Immortal’s crown.
The mortal mirth no more momentary in the momentous hours,
The Heaven’s felicity drops its nectar not in drops but in showers;
The sweet kisses of the distant Sweetheart’s never-parting lips,
The earthly sojourn sings the songs if the Empyrean Bliss.
The formless fortitude regains faith in the once fugitive certitude vast,
The agony’s amour is ready to touch the ecstasy’s enrapturing heart,
The spilth of paradise is in plenty upon the breast of the browny earth,
Look upward, rise from your stupor of the all-lingering ignorant mortal birth.
The enlightening effulgence of the imperishable rays from the abode above, makes me bathe in the all-touching Alone’s immaculate Love,

I’m one with Him in my body-less attire of the Soul sacrosanct –
Making my life worthwhile in the Omnipresent’s immensity vast.
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THE CLARION CALL
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 15th Jan 2020)
Oh Heaven's Pleasure in the play of the Supreme Vast!
Your Grace elegant pours elixir upon the ailing Heart;
Do drop a few more drops of nectar
on the nescient Earth,
Life lies aggrieved, tired of human thoroughfares' playful act.

Oh Dignity of Perfection! The Celestial Blossoms of the Far!
You move away when Creation gets merged in mud, mire and despair:
Time's Wheel of Annihilation to restore Harmony is always at work,
The imperfections of impurity will certainly die death in the nether Dark.

Your attempts to build the Land of Bliss by Certitude's Grace,
With Nature's amazing phantasy on Beauty's intransigent breast;
The sorrowful tears of the sobbing sky to enliven the fatigued Earth,
The exhaustless marvels do roam around the Sovereign Blessedness vast.

Oh Purity of Certitude! Do cast your immortal glance,
Things ephemeral run so fast to meet the funeral of the mundane chance;
The World is in turmoil, Man has lost his inborn innocence,
The Absolute sits immobile, views all in His apocalyptic Trance.

The unsung notes struck from the strings of the Elysian lyre,
The strength of the heightened Felicity and the soothing solace of the Mystic Fire;
Man's glamour exotic, and his passions' most violent exhibits,
Meet their end in his Self-made cobweb of falsehood and defeat.

Man makes the huge wall of peril around him with Ego and Pride at its helm,
The rays of resplendence reluctant to shine upon its sordid realm ;
The World beyond runs wild in the wilderness of the Vast,
Lo and Behold ! A lovelier perfection is in nascent rise on ashes of the past,

The New Creation is manifest with fathomless Felicity of Harmony,
Notes discordant and all interventions with Nature's activity will meet a devastating destiny;
Your blood-thirst desires to rise to the highest at the cost of the Deprived,
The One Will above will crush you asunder in the dreadful disaster wild.

You are an imperfection, not truly meant for it in the Surrealist Art,
The Supreme Artist paints ceaseless on Nature's all-pervading canvas;
Be Human, love and serve all ;you are meant for Eternity's deathless Love,
You are Infinity's most cherished Guest in your finite human orb.

You are an ever oscillating drop of the large Ocean of immeasurable depth,
You are the scintillating mirth of the Illimitable Illumination ever present;
You are a wonderful surprise, also an experiment of the Perfectionist Art,
Rise to the Zenith of Perfection in Creation's blissful all-transcending Act.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Makar Sankranti, Puri, 15th Jan 2020)

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)

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 DISTANT DREAM
The Earth is a wonderland
A Privy to underworld dream,
Will you dare to scale the heights
To reach the Invisible Realm?

Scares you in dark the scribbles unread
Words on its sheen,
Lustre-clad lies deep
The hidden miracle's mystery within.

Do you long to fly to its azure sky
Spangled around with divine hues,
Day shines bright with the Sun at its helm
Night sparkles with splendorous dews.

The wind wraps the soft sweet murmur
Of the distant mountain stream,
O Man! Be not lost in your stupor
Awaken to its oracular visionary dream.

The indwelling Deity lies unworshipped
In the inmost heart's sacred Shrine,
You have fallen prey to the senses
Of the most tenebrous beastly kind.

The Playact ever goes on around you
Nature plays the magic wand,
Your Soul is given as ransom
To treasures of the fictitious merryland.

The maiden's beauty maddens you
The allurements of her enticing lips,
Your freedom of choice is at stake,
You are Antony in ******* of Cleopatra's kiss.

You are playtool in the hands of the Supreme
Swing to and fro in anguish and ecstasy,
For you know not how to stay uninvolved
Not to get merged into mind-rapt phantasy.

Your body is made of flesh, bone and blood
But you are the Spirit blithe and free,
If only you could make the Tryst with Supreme Soul
In His celestial spree.

You are tiny blossoms in His vernal garden
Open up petals to spread fragrance,
Life on Earth is a sacrifice perpetual
You are only witness to His Mystic Dance.

The Real seems to be far away from you
But He sits silent in your self deep within,
But you dream of Paradise in the vacant naught
Things transient are your only cherished dream.

Go not wild in the life's welter
Seek for the Bliss incarnate thou art,
You are not born to mingle into the mundane mud
Your human goal is to reach the Omnipotent.

You are pure, immaculate, the magnificent Soul,
Dream no more the earthly mire
Make dreamless Infinity, the Vast your goal.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Anand Utsav Ashram, Haridwar. 27th June 2019)

THE DIVINE ROMANCE
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 10thOctober 2020)
(Published in Speaking Tree Website of Times of India)
May I have to touch the dreary dreams of the distant Blue?
To make it mirth-wrapped with the magnificent soulful skyless hue
Away from the din and bustle world’s uproar I build my beatific desolate den,
In the seraphic splendour of the woodland heights in its solitary sylvan ken
The heavenly boughs play laughing in the mountain’s loving lap,
Wisdom’s sunrays bathe them in their sun-clad enlivened clasp;
The song of Creation’s beginning’s first symphony in my inner ears I do always hear,
I retire in my diamond reverie’s rapturous deep with no human ever to interfere.
My Soul’s sanguine yearnings to be expunged from the earthly limits,
Not to be bound by desires and to reach the Supreme’s boundless summit;
To that pure land of Bliss my Spirit forever longs to soar,
The perfection’s peerless prescience where exist neither friend nor foe.
Rain’s ravishing uninterrupted roar all around, lightning’s lonesome dance,
With no human traveler as my playmate I enjoy the all-transcending trance;
With thunder as my armour Oh! I love the amorous airy breeze,
The solemn whisper of my Sweetheart I listen to in the surrealist release!
I sit sovereign in my solitude’s untouched sublime heights,
The lone sailor of the somber dark of the journey’s dolorous night;
The titanic torpor all around but I sail peerless in the cosmic ocean vast,
Truth as the only trustworthy guide to march forward in the midst of the horrific holocaust.
The unseen tremolos tremble in the quiescent quivering breeze,
The wearisome weather welcomes me in my choicest empyrean compromise;
I fall fast asleep in my plunge into the deathless depth of the uninvadable realm,
In the summitless Vast of the unknowable, my eternal Beloved’s long-awaited ken.
The quiescent quagmire of the world’s ephemeral wanton warfare,
Has been denied access to the uncharted region of my privacy’s felicitous hour;
The cloistral poignancy rules my kingdom’s immeasurable vast,
No mundane mire and no human devils ever dare to cast the devilish glance.
In my unequalled leap into the lustrous heights in the star-spangled joyance,
My enraptured flight towards the unreachable height in its rapturous romance,
Memories leave little trace behind, life consecrated to the Absolute Whole,
No citadels to build, no walls to bind me in the unique Creation’s most magnificent role.

THE DREAM
When the stealth of the silent night descends upon Earth.
The latter falls asleep fatigued and forlorn in the darkness clasp -
Oh Dream! You dawn upon me with your ever playful mirth.

I know often your purports surreptitious as you -
invade Mind:s invisible reign,
Half-awake, half-asleep the tired body is lain,
Your whispers are heard:
A pretentious smile
To make man victim of your dark design of the while.
So, stay far far away,
Make me not a victim of your frivolous play.

It is when in solitude your footsteps slow advance
With your bewitching smile and a fictitious romance
Mind struggles hard in the impregnable domain of the subconscient -
You, like a clever sorceror cast vile tricks transient
To win the human heart
Deep in stupor in forgotten moments of the infinite Vast.

Invade me no more with your ugly design
To fall into your oneiric snare,8
Oh Elf of Darkness in desolate realm of the idle hour,
Your inane desires to make man's corporeal mind
Subservient to your grotesque design
Of the unworthiest kind.

Invade me not with your errant thoroughfare -
of random thoughts of nether mud and mire,
I aspire to be awakened to the One Distant Call that makes me rise,
I live not in hopes of your false promise and a fake paradise.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Anand Utsav Ashram Haridwar. 24 June 2019)

THE INVISIBLE TOUCH
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 7th June 2020)
The Blue of the Sea
The blue of the Vast,
Let me be lot
In Creation’s surrealist Art.
There’s music in the breeze
Melody all around,
The rainbow-rapt hues
Make earth spell-bound.
Light, Love and Bliss
Reverberate in ether,
The message of the Beloved
Is heard in untouched whisper.
We are all voyagers
In the same life boat,
The stormy night’s tempest
Keep us all afloat.
We are untold marvels
The whole world is one,
United we do stand
Let no one be alone.
All diverse notes
Of the one single symphony,
Nature nurtures us
In her unique Harmony.
Rivers from distant mountains seek for the Ocean’s floor,
The enlivening woodland green
Knocks at firmament’s door.
The bright golden sunrise:
The loving kiss of the sky,
The moonlit mirth of the night
On its lap we all lie.
The blossoms from Paradise
Herald our Dawn,
The sun-spangled rapture
Ushers into the magnificent morn.
All discordant notes
Please do keep aside,
You are sons of the Immortal
To Immortality you have to rise.
You were born in Bliss
To Bliss you must return,
Write your Bliss-rapt chapter
In this short earthly sojourn.

THE JOURNEY TO THE INFINITE
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 16th Jan 2020)
I long to merge into the beautiful Vast
Where all is azure, all is blue,
The oceanic solitude reigns over my heart
To begin the wondrous life anew.

My days were spent in the nether dark
In nescient heights of fruitless dreams,
I want to scale the Omnipotent's height
To get merged into His immaculate Bliss.

My intense longings for the Unknown impalpable,
Desires no more doomed in earthly mire,
Pleasures no more a plaything of fairyland delight
My only seeking is for the Mystic Fire.

Love is no more a frantic fancy
Cravings no more for gossamer labyrinth,
Where inmost passions lost in Lust's frail fantasy
Bliss is imprisoned in the land of guilt.

My amour longs for the celestial ardour
Where brightest dews meet in the  rainbow-rapt kiss,
With Eternal Sweetheart in the joyous playground -
Heaven-fraught Delight showers heavenly Bliss.

My sojourn is settled in the supernal shore
Of the unreachable ocean of ageless yore,
My journey is from the mortal to the deathless far
Eyes cast upon the One Cosmic Goal.

Wrapped in wonders of Wisdom profound
Mind freed from fetters of the finite,.
Body obeys no more the rules of senses
I'm on Earth to fulfill the mission recondite.

The empyrean felicity wings my hours
The moonlit moments kiss my feet,
The sun-clad splendour keeps doors open
To enter into its exquisite Bliss.

All is Harmony, all is Divine,
All is Delight, all is Ecstasy,
Oh Man! Be honest to be human
You are welcome to the Sublime's privacy.

In the Immensitude my existence is lost
I'm no more the body, mind or spirit,
I revel in liberty at Freedom's door
I'm ever free beyond Freedom's sight. .

Love the world with sincere heart, the world will love you too,
You are one in multitude in the multitudinous Vast
You are in union with All  and All united to the Supreme in You.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 16th Jan 2020, 01.45 hrs)

THE LAW OF BEING

By: Bijoylakshmi Das
May 13, 2021, 10:42 IST


THE LAW OF BEING

(BIjoylakshmi Das)

Blue is the Ocean

Blue is the Vast,

Blue is the mountain:

All is Nature’s surrealist Art.

Dark is your mind

Loves to live in the Dark,

Prey to Inconscience-

Of Matter’s ignorance stark.

Pleasure you think as birthright

Your mind’s eyes are blind,

How can you envision

The Supreme- the most compassionate and kind?

It is His signature

In each and every Nature’s act,

You will do unpardonable crime

And still think Nature not to react?

Your life as human

To do welfare to others,

But you play the Demon’s role

Then the One Will interferes.

You are mad and blind

Your greed exceeds the limit,

You want to rule the world

Where for a short while you do exist.

You are in utter illusion

You dwell in fake paradise,

Build castles in air

Even if close is your demise.

From the clay you are born

In clay you will meet your death,

No one knows when

You approach the last breath.

Be not a beast, Oh Man of today!

You are in the dreamland of self-made dismay.

Whatever you sow, only you have to reap,

The good and the bad all the Eternity’s record keeps.

(12th May 2021)

THE LISPING LIPS OF LOVE
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 30th May 2020)
There is an endless ecstasy,
The immortal opens its door of Eternity;
Its divine solicitude -
Implores me to merge into Bliss’ infinity.
The exalted euphoria of Heaven’s elixir,
The rainbow-rapt mirth in the distant Zephyr,
The call of the Unknown from the long-lost Felicity,
The new revelation of the fortuitous identity,
The silent killing of the self-esteemed ‘I’ in me.
There you sit alone and rule sovereign,
The Monarch of the solemn solitude’s King.
With azure mirth all around,
Creation is the most beautiful play ground;
The vibrating mellifluous notes
Which in the argent air float.
It seems as if Infinity is imprisoned in the
Finite human being.
Full of Compassion and all the best.
The moment’s most momentous touch –
From the land of the Sublime,
Sings songs of celestial rhyme.
The all-pervading Vast adores Thee,
In your pure and sacred spirit free;
Blossoms from the Kingdom of Beatitude
Make life anew,
With innumerable hue;
To roam in the freedom of Soul:
The choicest destiny man could ever behold.
The soft whisper in your breath
Which Creation breathes into every life’s depth,
To make it afresh
The mortal living,
But epoch-making;
But not for vain frolicking!
Though we seem to belong to the World
And take it as our own,
The World never belongs to you,
You are the Absolute, all alone.
You aspire for enlivenment
Which always will renew -
Midst innumerable hue.
The New World Order is only for the choicest few,
Not for the idle, not for Man-monster;
The One Will of the Supreme Master!
It is not for any playful pastime,
Oblivious of the unique exemplary Rhyme.
For, each life counts
In the eyes of the Sublime.
Do rejoice
In the unseen Grace
Only in caring and sharing.
All are tiny specks of pollen
Dropped from starry golden Blossoms of -
The flawless firmament divine.
Sweet are thy notes,
Sweet is the Symphony;
Sweet are your moon-clad rapture,
Soft is the Rhapsody.
Let the little “I” in me
Forever merge into the limitless Vast in Thee,
In the most magnificent majestic Harmony.
…………………………………………………………..

THE LITTLE “I”
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 31st July 2021)
Man – the dumb ignorance in awakening vast
The poor little urchin glued to the inconscience stark,
A tiny speck of dust in the Absolute’s ocean stretch
The ignoble, evil doomed to its miserable mortal death.
Life not limited in its limited robe of flesh and blood,
Spirit not entitled to loiter in the miry mud
Pain and suffering are the only self-made disaster
To reach the invisible self-existing unity:  the divine goal.
All futile attempts to create God in his own image
Rather than to reach the godhead stage by stage,
The child, savage and animal- all three manifest in his finite orb
To the great purpose he is born, but how to serve!
The concept of reward and punishment is not the goal
Then incessant you do go on playing the fictitious role,
The childish desire you possess within to reach Heaven or Hell
The mad ethics of repentance makes you dream of the Kingdom of Bliss to dwell.
To reach the passion unlimited in an all-seizing embrace
To grow in the Light of Wisdom in the higher evolutionary emergence
The self-fulfilling Delight to become one with Unity in diversity
The Soul’s journey is to reach the ultimate goal in human life.
You are one with all and all with one,
You are alone in the endless Ecstasy but truly not alone.

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)

THE PLENITUDE OF SPLENDOUR
(Re-edited)
The breath in the air,
The whisper in the breeze,
The whistle of the nightingale;
All pleasant surprise!
The sky bares the *****
For the mirth of the seas;
Raptures rapt around
in Morn’s miraculous release.
The rustles in the leaves,
The murmur in the brook,
The Love in the zephyr –
At the new Blossoms’ bashful look,
Make waves kiss the shore;
The Ocean dances with joy;
The message of the Beloved rings in the woodland far away.
The spirit of the Soul listens to the invisible call.
The song of the Silence
Is writ in the clay,
Im desolate and forlorn left on Night’s eerie solitude far away..
The twinkle of the stars
Speaks of the immensity vast;
The silvery white Moon unveils an amazing forecast.
The clouds over the hills
Heralds hours of Bliss infinite:
The flutter of the wings
Of the birds at the sight
Bring tidings from the Realm Recondite.
Creation is vast, beautiful for the Godhead to alight.
Time’s torrential outcome
Human mind fails to count;
The one sole-existent Entity
Keeps track of all account.
The twilight splendour
That our eyes encounter
To vibrate in its Harmony
Without the least fear;
Make it your Goal.
You are the exalted Ecstasy –
Rapture’s well-chosen envoy,
All the rest goes to the revolving wheel to be crushed
You are the exalted Ecstasy :
Rapture's well-chosen envoy,
All the rest goes to the revolving wheel to be crushed asunder at His One behest.
Go deep within from the turmoil of the shore,
Keep your door open for the Heaven's elixir to knock at your door.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Anand Utsav Ashram, Haridwar. 4th October 2019)

THE PLENITUDE OF SPLENDOUR
The breath in the air,
The whisper in the breeze,
The whistle of the nightingale,
All pleasant surprise!
The sky bares the *****
For the mirth of the seas;
Rapture rapt around
In morn's miraculous release.
The rustles in the leaves,
The murmur in the Brook,
The Love in the Zephyr -
At the new Blossoms' bashful look,
Make waves kiss the shore,;
The ocean dances with joy,
The message of the Beloved
Rings in the woodland far away;
The spirit of the Soul -
Listens to the Invisible call.

The song of the silence
Is writ on the soil;
Desolate and forlorn
Left on night's eerie toil.
The twinkle of the stars
Speaks of an immensity vast;
The silvery white moon
Unveils an amazing forecast.

The clouds over the hills -
Heralds hours of Bliss infinite:
The flutter of the wings
of the birds at the sight
Bring tidings from the Realm recondite.
Creation is vast, beautiful for the Godhead to Alight.

Time's torrential outcome
Human mind fails to count;
The One sole-existent Entity
Keeps track of all account.
The twilight splendour
That our eyes encounter
To vibrate in its Harmony
Without the least fear:
Must be the Goal.
You are the exalted Ecstasy :
Rapture's well-chosen Guest,
All the rest goes to the revolving wheel to be crushed asunder,
Only at the One Supernal Behest.
Go deep within from the turmoil of the shore,
Keep your door open for Heaven's elixir to knock at your door.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 4th October 2019)

THE QUEST
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
In tireless moments of momentous efforts,
The quest rises within the deepest being
Transcending all limits of desire
And mundane cravings.
The physical is not the limit:
It is finite.
Your primordial longings for Bliss infinite
Make not your mind as the goal of life;
Ego-self not the destination.
Though the earth clasps tight,
Allows you not to rise above petty limits.
But the flame is lit.
The soul seeks to soar higher
In his sun-lit splendours and moon-lit ecstasy.
Sleep loses its slumber,
Dream does meet death
In Beauty's muse
Ever sublime, pure and sanguine.
Eternity ever alive
In new awakenings


Of revelations;
Man, not the summit of evolution,
Higher than him there -
Exists the Soul-force,
Trying to evolve
In the flowering of a new Creation
Of the One Universal Principle
Of the unique world order of the greatest Harmony.

(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar)

THE RAPTURE OF RADIANCE
Oh Beauty of the Blue, Beauty of the Vast!
When words fail to speak, eyes fail to cast -
The glance amazing at the silvery hue:
The firmament's attire forever new.

The phantasy of delight on solitude's shoreless shore,
The night whispers untold tales of the forgotten yore,
The glamour enchanting forever enraptured,
Memory's multiple waves knock at my Privacy's door.

Oh Felicity recondite, Heaven's golden treasure,
I fail to hear your inarticulate murmur,
Message of Love from the Empire of the aureate Blue,
Clads me with unknown nuance to make life anew.

Mind forever vagrant, words leave the tenor what to say,
In the stretch of Bliss all ephemeral is in utter dismay,
The gladdening dance of the garment in the gallant breeze,
The beautiful blossoming touch of the sobbing sky.

The Dear departed in haste to reach the celestial Splendour,
With joy and mirth around in sylvan wonder,
I am left forlorn in phantasm's ecstasy,
The inane immensity keeps pouring its solacing mercy.

The helpless Spirit fails to enshrine the Godhead above,
The Soil's sorrow drags me down, makes me not to rove,
The wild wilderness of the Omnipotent's unremembered Bliss,
Reminds me the uninvaded realm of the enchanting Kiss.

The Eternal Vigil looks down upon each activity of Earth,
How we fall victims to desires' Damsel, meet death and birth,
The mortal's ever unsolved paradox kills our time,
Our corporeal mind never seeks the pure Sublime.

Now as the brightening Bridge is built betwixt Earth and the endless Blue,
The glittering glisten midst innumerable hues,
Makes life enlightened, vernal and vast,
To reach the Deathless Supreme transcending all limits of Death and Birth.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar, Anand Utsav Ashram. 19th Sept 2019) .

THE RECONCILED VAST
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 29th Jan 2020)
Music of the Vast
Is music of your mind,
Listen to it first
In the enlivened morning,
The silence transcending
Unique of its kind!
Bliss of the rapture
Reigns over the breeze,
Awakens the brook
Tells it to rise,
The little ripples reveal a lot  -
Above human levels and their sordid thought;
There float the higher happenings and greater surmise -
Just tarry a little
Merge deep into your Soul,
You will reach Infinity:
Your invisible Goal.
The air you breathe around
Is flavoured with fragance
Of the effulgent Felicity of the Divine Romance ;
The One universal Breath -
Where all is One,.
On the Infinite strech
No one is alone.

Vast is the Ocean,
Vast is the Blue -
The oracular Opulence is His Celesty's hue;
Vast is His Kingdom
Of an ineffable Mirth,
To make life on Earth living worth.
His beatific plenitude rules over the Earth
To ennoble Man in an enlivened Birth.
All that is turmoil
Wants to rise,
With delirium of despair
And its countless lies
Of false hope and promise
Of the nescient birth,
That sleeps in stupor
In an inertial lap.
Only at the surface
Will certainly cease,
The Sphinx of the aeon
Is going to rise,
All that is imperfect,
All that is impure,
All discordant notes
Never chosen by the Immortal Dear.
Grievings of your heart
Do cast aside,
Look within the surrealist Vast
That wants to rise
Out of the doldrums of inconscient sigh
The sleeping Humanity in ignorance high!!!
Look ahead to the invisible Wisdom's flight
With aureate wings and azure light,
To the Land of Immensitude
In Intuition's insight.
Merge deep within,
You are an immortal Whole
You are the shoeless Ocean
And its sandless Shore.
You are its indivisible part -
Of Symphony of the ageless yore.
The One Rhythm
That makes World unite,
Love's enraptured Ecstasy
In an enlightening height,.
The One Glance above
Is Rhapsody recondite.
Takes you far in the ascending flight.
Live deep within
The Godhead dwells in you,
Do live in the World
But let the World not live in you.
All Poetry fails
Before the One Sublime,
Which Nature writes in her unending Rhyme,
The scintillating effulgence
Of Her unsullied Bliss,
The Divine rapture
In Her unseen Kiss -
May enliven you  and
Make you pure in heart,
Then only you become Man
My Dear!
A successful participant -
In the immortal display
Of the Infinity's Act.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 29th Jan 2020, Puri, 06.00 hours)

THE RENAISSANCE
Shed tears no more
Oh Clelestial Bride dear!
Thou art tied in the nuptial clasp -
To the tired brown Earth.
Your first soft touch makes your consort enlivened with an endless mirth.
Do alight upon Earth.
The famished parched lips,
Long your invisible love-lit kiss
In a sylvan grasp.
Breathe the new life encore
In a new angelic birth.

Oh enchanting Beauty of Heaven!
Play hide and seek no more,
The Brown, your Sweetheart
Ready for your love's first outpour.
The Damsel of the Firmament,
The prepossessing Pride of the sky,
Heave no more!
Cast your glamorous glance
And the bewitching smile
Maddens every lover's heart.
The broad breast awaits to hold you in its most steadfast grasp.

Oh Maiden pure!
The Blooming Beauty of the azure Vast!
The first shower
Your incessant murmur
Slains all anguish of the heart.
Your love unconditional
For the mortal dweller
Seeks gratitude no more.
Your firm certitude pure
Makes all well-assured.

Oh Seraphic Marvel
Of the heights untouched,
You are the love at first sight.
Now descend soft and slow,
All lie lifeless make their life glow.
Your bridal gown lightening-clad
With the thunder as the armour
Makes us mad.
Your blossoming radiance of the brightest visage,
The glance captivating
Speaks of  a miraculous love,
Your benumbing presence
And a maiden-like glamour
Your youthful exuberance
Of a distant splendour,
Pour nectar to the heavy hungry heart,
The summer's parched lips
Do no more like to part.

Oh Empyrian Damsel!
The Eternal ******!
Do descend upon Earth,
You are Nature's self- rapt Art!
Your spellbound charm
And the heaven-clad jewellery
Make the Green a mesmerising mystery,
Spangled by the cool breeze
Its enthralling ardour
To win the Beloved's ***** vast ;
Lies forlorn and despondent
In a derelict past.
Your ****** touch casts a magic hue
The rainbow-wrapped mountains
Gladdens the morning-moist dew,
The Earth is green and rapture-rapt,
Behold the peacock's majestic dance
Amidst birds' chirrups pleasant!
All is vernal, all is mirth!
The Delight Omnipresent
Refreshes the ransacked heart.
Making an epoch-like significance
In Earth life's Renaissance.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar,.2nd July 2019)

THE RIVER FLOWS IN YOU
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
(1)
The Creation is the beginningless Whole,
It has no end too,
It is like the most beautiful river
That flows within me and you.
(2)
The rapturous call of the beatitude beyond
To the land of timeless peace,
The melancholy of the mystic murmur heralds the infinite woodland bliss.
(3)
The amazing notes from stupendous heights
Breathe life in listless hours,
The hierarchy of ascending marvel unleashes Heaven’s healing showers.
(4)
The river flows within you,
Listen to its silent rhapsody’s rhyme;
Earnest to meet Eternity
In its quest pure and sublime.
(5)
The world Artist paints on the canvas
His unique archetypal curve.
Where the new meets the old
And the decrepit does dissolve.
(6)
The one Alone deciphers the Destiny
In celestial clairvoyant notes,
When devils cite the scripture
To meet the vilest purpose.
(7)
All is done by the One Will
Who sits immobile above,
His Love is infinite,
His Compassion even is beyond His Love.
(18th June 2021)

You are my Little Prince,
The Rose of my heart;
The blossom of my desire-
In the surrealist Vast.
An epilogue to my
unfinished Art. 
You are the elixir of life
In desert longing of soul
in despair,

Life toils hard
Goal recedes far
And hope meets despair-
In an endless quest
To reach higher
Much above
All mortal longings of
sky and earth.
You are the nectar of
fulfilment,
The sole purpose of
  living,
The sojourn of Bliss
In the infinite
Supreme.
You are pure and
sublime.
In each of my
  yearnings,
I seek to merge in
Thee,
Till the 'I' in me
loses identity-
And makes me free
In the greatest Unity
Of the One Liberty.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Puri, Odisha)
  23.01.2019

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 SOLACE OF THE VAST

(Bijoylakshmi Das, 23rd April, 2020)

I have long lost the “I” in me in quest of the YOU in all,
The night’s caravan of delight seeks the dawn’s solacing soul.

The heaven’s homage to the Earth in the honoured humility of its showers,
The Bliss of the unknown kingdom heralds after toilsome hours.

The silence of the woodland vast sends message serene and sublime,
The Earth is tired of the noise – the apocalypse is on the climb.

The unheard rhymes reverberate in the air
Vibrant with rapture-rapt mirth,
Creation is in the making
After an epoch-making holocaust.

The new life bubbles out
Of the tempest’s turbulent uproar,
The firmament opens her freedom
The Brown bares its door.

The mystic flame burns deep within
To meet the Clarion Call,
The radiance of the rainbow-clad splendour
Tears apart Darkness’ door.

All is calm, sublime in the depth of Being,
The surface is just a mirror,
Images evanescent dance to and fro
To be extinct in the self-made horror.

The World drama is played on the stage
The curtain is left to be pulled apart –
By the One Supreme sitting above
Your role is over, be ready to depart.

Just the slightest tilt of the Earth
Could bring end to your demonic play,
Sorrows and sighs of the Soil
Will bid you soon your worthy farewell.

Oh Man! Awake and arise,
Come back to the true nature of your Soul;
You are not here to live for eternity
You are in illusion in oblivion of your human goal.

The Earth is a beautiful paradise
For Truth and Life Divine to lead us all,
It is not your Devils’ resort
To act as you like, that’s not your goal.

Time’s sword is hung over your head
Can any moment sever off all evil endeavour,
Oh Man-Monster! You are destined to your doom
How long the Supreme can endure?

The Creation is going to evolve,
Be certain and sure,
With a few choicest souls it will reach the summit of the Divine Goal.

THE SONG OF SILENCE
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
It's when the mind soars high
And the Spirit is in blithe,
I see you, Beauty everywhere
Even in the air I breathe.

It's when I dwell in inmost recess of my Soul
The world outside comes to a cease,
I see my Beloved, the Supreme Dear
In all mortal longings' surcease.

It's when I ascend the heights of Wisdom vast
Matter turns into nothing but energy,
Love of man for woman and that of mother for the kid
All united in a single whole in Ecstasy.

It's when I dive deep into Silence'sea
I hear Song celestial in its sweetest melody,
You are wedded to the amazing Rapture
In its inherent aureate Rhapsody.

It's when I fly in the sylvan air
Which reverberates around the woodland Green,
I listen to its star-spangled lullaby
And get merged into a distant dream.

It's when I sleep in Love's sweet clasp
The broad breast of Brown
Meets me with joy,
The azure sky sprinkles its nectar
To make Me lost in YOU and YOU in 'I'.

The whole world looks as if One with all
There is neither YOU nor I,
This is the Song of Silence of the Soul
Tells the tale of Creation far and nigh.

Blossoms of far bring tidings new
The breeze around gives sweet soft kiss,
Moments forlorn make you akin
To the long-forgotten unknown Bliss.

The Song of Silence sings much more,
To reach the Delight of the shoreless Shore.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 5th Sept 2019)

THE SONG OF THE SOUL

(Bijoylakshmi Das, 14th April 2020)

The Light I feel within, the Lotus I vision in the eyes of Thee,

The sweet kisses of the rose of my heart in the distant zephyr free.

I now long to dive deep into the depth of my inmost Blithe,

For, I was born in Bliss and I must return to the Immaculate Wealth of the YOU in ME.

All that is around is just like the heap of garbage of the stagnant pond,

Soon it will end in its deadliest doom with no one even to look beyond;

Look, hearken to the Call of the Flute that floats in the argent air,

The Love of the Eternal Beloved and His clinging clasp of the Divine flair.

The Harmony is in full swing upon Earth with the deathless Symphony of the distant woodland green,

The Call of the Beyond , the sweet kisses of the Supreme Sweetheart, invisible and unseen;

The unfading blush in the Blue at the blessed touch of the blossoming breeze,

All is marvel, all is wonder, the unmixed Delight of Heaven’s choicest surprise!

The Divine Hour is just for a few chosen awakened Souls,

Make life upon Earth worthwhile, do surrender with Supreme as your unique Goal;

Just with a tiny droplet you think as if the Godhead is showered at your feet,

The boundless Infinite is rich in His Bounty; you are in great deceit!

Be a part of the limitless Love, pure, profound full of Elixir’s lore,

Feel yourself as the smallest speck of dust in infinite Ocean’s shoreless shore.

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THE SOUL
( Bijoylakshmi Das)
It's when -
The dark veil drops down,
And the vesper Moon speaks not mirth,
Listless lips sing no lullaby
To the tired brown body of the Earth;
I hear You!
Oh Divine Music!
Close to my ears -
In the fatigued spirit's inmost dark.
The lonely night
Can herald the Dawn of
the mightiest Might -
Lying deep within each heart.
Leads to the realm of Light
Shines ever in the firmament blissful and bright.

Do you think -
The Ascetic in the cave
Or on his mountain top
Does nothing,
Just idles away time?
He fills the world with Power sublime -
In greater awakening.
Changes it by his Soul-state in elixir of the Supreme.

Work is done
In solitary sojourn
Alone and unknown!
Unseen by mundane eyes,
It's vague surmise!
Mind can never trek the inaccessible height -
Of Consciousness and Bliss infinite.
As you are always alone
to face feelings of dubious doubt and false compromise.

Thus arduous is thy path
Replete with fictitious pride.
You seek not Him -
The Shelter Supreme
in Ego's blind ken;
The One, ever luminous
Sits in the summit of the highest Illumination:
The ecstatic Paradise -
above matter, spirit and mind,
As every cloud ushers into a silver lining;
Even the Blackhole of despair can have the most glorious Beginning.
Sail on! Oh Lone Sailor!
On the sea of life
In the midst of tempest and strife,
Listen to the clarion Call -
Beyond limits of sky and earth,
There Heaven is ever azar
in its azure mirth,
The Sun sets not
Forever blithe,
.... And no mortal fear
Of death and disease.
Life is endless, green in the Eternal habitat, FREE.
Do you ever long to reach the Height,
Of the Supreme Might?
In your Soul's flight?
Break the bar: your EGO -
You have created -
In the long runway of life
Of fake pleasure and a failing strife.
Then only -
You are One with the Supreme Delight.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 10 Feb 2019)
02.00 hours. Puri

THE SOUL
It's when -
The dark veil drops down,
And the vesper Moon speaks not mirth,
Listless lips sing no lullaby
To the tired brown body of the Earth;
I hear You!
Oh Divine Music!
Close to my ears -
In the fatigued spirit's inmost dark.
The lonely night
Can herald the Dawn of
the mightiest Might -
Lying deep within each heart.
Leads to the realm of Light
Shines ever in the firmament blissful and bright.

Do you think -
The Ascetic in the cave
Or on his mountain top
Does nothing,
Just idles away time?
He fills the world with Power sublime -
In greater awakening.
Changes it by his Soul-state in elixir of the Supreme.

Work is done
In solitary sojourn
Alone and unknown!
Unseen by mundane eyes,
It's vague surmise!
Mind can never trek the inaccessible height -
Of Consciousness and Bliss infinite.
As you are always alone
to face feelings of dubious doubt and false compromise.

Thus arduous is thy path
Replete with fictitious pride.
You seek not Him -
The Shelter Supreme
in Ego's blind ken;
The One, ever luminous
Sits in the summit of the highest Illumination:
The ecstatic Paradise -
above matter, spirit and mind,
As every cloud ushers into a silver lining;
Even the Blackhole of despair can have the most glorious Beginning.
Sail on! Oh Lone Sailor!
On the sea of life
In the midst of tempest and strife,
Listen to the clarion Call -
Beyond limits of sky and earth,
There Heaven is ever azar
in its azure mirth,
The Sun sets not
Forever blithe,
.... And no mortal fear
Of death and disease.
Life is endless, green in the Eternal habitat, FREE.
Do you ever long to reach the Height,
Of the Supreme Might?
In your Soul's flight?
Break the bar: your EGO -
You have created -
In the long runway of life
Of fake pleasure and a failing strife.
Then only -
You are One with the Supreme Delight.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 10 Feb 2019)
02.00 hours. Puri

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 SUBLIME BEAUTY
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 24th March 2020)
I sing from my Soul
Oh Rose of my Love!
I breathe life into Thee
Oh Blossom from above!

My spirit sobs in you
In solitude’s sublime hours,,
All my sweet dreams
Are for you, my Sweetheart.

The Felicity of Paradise
Kisses my privacy’s chamber,
My heart is bared
At your El Dorado’s door.

All poems of ecstasy
Locked in elixir of Soul,
The further you are
The most you are near.

I dive deep within
Into my Elysian depth,
‘Forget the chaos around
To touch you in my breath.

The rarest Beauty on Earth
That ever adores the soil,
The Heaven’s choicest pleasure
Meet not the miry toil.

The notes of melody’s tremolo
From past memory’s archive,
Bliss of the Union
Keeps me on Earth alive.

The loving lips of Love
Whisper love to the breeze,
The unsung tones of the Flute:
The celestial surprise!

Don’t alight here on Earth
The latter is not ready for You,
Man is not Human
To touch your Elixir’s dew.

You are the brightest sunshine
In my dark hours of night
You are the Moonlit marvel,
Love at first sight.

So, I cherish you deep,
Deep within my Soul;
Let no Mortal glance -
At my Supreme Dear.

The unique untouched Beauty
Of Godhead Beatitude’s splendour,
The most magnificent marvel:
Creation’s greatest wonder.

While stars are asleep
Behind the veil of the sky,
You are the ****** vesper Moon
That shines so high.

I don’t have wings
To soar so high,
Still I touch your breath
Ever feel you nigh.

I sing from my Soul
Oh Rose of my heart!
Stay safe in Heaven
We do never part.
……………………………………………………………………………

THE SUBLIME UNITY
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 31st August 2021)
I dwell in distant heights of the unreachable amazing Blue
Nothing in my little self remains that does belong to you,
Heaven’s flower may not seek to blossom on the miry earth
Latter is not ready to give shelter to any celestial worth.
Life that blooms afar is beyond matter’s reach
Man of matter has turned into a monster, call it the beast;
The paradise you build far beyond limits of stretch of space
It is only for the One above you love the best.
All that is “You” loves all-pervading “I” in me,
It’s not body, nor mind nor spirit that can see;
The breath that flows in air even though horizons apart
We are the indivisible whole of the omnipresent infinite Vast.
The ripples that reverberate within in rapture’s mystic moments,
New songs are born giving rise to musical accomplishments,
Every word we utter in solitary hours in the rarest inmost depth
It is ether’s treasure immortal and well-secured never does meet mortal death.
Let starry sky shed no more tears in dark night of despair
The elixir of the Elysian bliss is devoid of mundane desire,
The ocean’s expanse knows only the magnanimous eternity’s shore
Life is the perfect manifestation of Absolute - the one unique Whole.
All of ME belong to all of YOU only in Eternity
Creation’s cloistral corridor creates most enchanting ecstasy,
The intransient Intangible impregnates deathless life in each moment to each
Be a part of His endless Love and get bound by is infinite reach.

THE SUBLIME TOUCH
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 10th Feb 2020)
Though you are far away, My Immortal Dear!
In the unreachable heights of the firmament above,
In Certitude’s Kingdom of the beatific Beatitude;
I offer at your golden footprints left on Earth –
“Gratitude in Solemnity: My rarest Blossoms of Divine Love”.

Heaven’s Glory adores your abode in abundance
The deathless Delight kisses your forlorn heart,
The voiceless Voice’ sweet soft muse
Makes your recluse resplendent in Joy’s radiance.

The message I send you enveloped by rain-moist clouds
Of the highest rapture of the untold ecstasy,
The emerald memoires of the earthly sojourn
Ordained with mind’s magnificent phantasy.

The brightening brilliance of your blooming visage
Enlivened with celestial enrapturing hue,
The sweetening fragrance I’m now wrapped around
Of the mystic presence, Oh! That is You.

The silent solitude: the only cherished dream
Of your infancy’s longings of the melancholic heart,
Away from the world and its endless torpor
To build the hermitage in the sacrosanct Vast.

The brooding Eve’s beautiful rhapsody’s chapter
Repeat its cadences of the unending mirth,
The Sunlit splendours of the forgotten reverie
Often inspires me to rise to the Vast.

The oceanic depth of calm dwells deep within me
Only at the surface do waves play uproar,
The measureless stretch of the Time’s endless expanse  
Takes me back to the timeless yore.

I rejoice in the golden reminiscences
Of the gladdening moments’ pleasant gifts,
I try to feel your invisible presence
In priceless precincts of the sublime Bliss.

There you sit on unreachable heights
Much above the body, mind and spirit,
You are in union with the Supreme Beloved
Merged deep into His rainbow-rapt kiss.

The graceful gestures of the woodland far
The tireless trekking of the mountain vast,
Which once made us live together
In the inmost recess of two joyous hearts.

The body-less infinite, the mindless region
I’m no more captive to the Spirit in me,
The drops of nectar drip from the Immortal’s sky
Make us forever live in limitless blithe.

Oh Dear! Oh My ever-loving Dear!
Roam forever in the Garden of Rapture free,
Though you are far away in your Elysian paradise,
As Godhead’s Kin do dwell in me.
………………………………………………………………………

THE SUBTLE TOUCH
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Just when the sky showers
Its invisible Mirth
In disquiet hours;
The carnival of splendour
Enamours the untouched Vast
The dark clouds dawn upon Earth.
Thunders play trumpet
In lightening's brightest brilliance;
And I sit in mind's labyrinth
Peopled by a distant precinct's
Gestures and surmise
Lurking behind a prognostic Birth.
Eyes looking through an eyeless muse,
The Celestial Carol casting its amazing hues,
The Golden Bridge joins the present to the past:
Earth's intercession with Eternity for the prodigious Birth.

All reluctant reveries of the vagrant loiterer,
The Bacchic delight of the mundane roisterer,
The forgotten revelry of the forsaken wassailler,
The day's disharmony of disdain and discordance
Soon lose semblance
In Supreme's magnificent Act.

The One Touch intangible vibrant in the ether,
With Spring's resplendence
The longings of the Seeker,
The aureate fragrance from the Bliss-clad Rapture
Alight upon Earth.
To make the One Touch vibrant
With a Mystic significance.
The Subtle Touch
Alive in sleep's sleepless Vast.
The ceaseless murmuring downpour
Makes the mortal:
The New Sailor enlightened
For journey to the shoreless Shore
The Novel Artist in Infinity's Art.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar, 20th August, 2019)

THE SUPREME CHALLENGE
(By Bijoylakshmi Das, 15th April 2020)
Oh Eternal Flame! I adore Thee: the Soul of my Being,
The beautiful blossoming Earth all around –
Man in the making!
The Maenad delight just on the surface of all Dionysian pleasure,
Look beyond the horizon; all burnt to ashes: the deadliest Demonic endeavour.
The blissful breeze murmurs lullaby to the sleeping fatigued Earth,
The latter was meant for Bliss, Peace and Love living worth.
The Sun sets for the Human monster to be devoured soon in jaws of Time,
Time waits for none, your time is up – enough bloodshed, enough of crime;
The sublime hour ahead, perfection’s postern appeal lingers behind the Darkness’ veil,
Oh Man! Try to be humane, you have done enough with your self-doomed hell.
Your Spirit’s forsaken sobs for the long-sought forgotten height,
All is lost, buried in Abyss your frustrate delight.
The Nature is in full bloom with no man-cannibal to interfere,
Your missiles and torpedoes will be lost in perdition, do always remember.
The earnest appeal of Earth is attended by Heaven, you are stone-deaf to hear,
For, your Death Knell is ringing loud; all evil designs to be torn asunder;
Life is evanescent, you are not here for Eternity – do remember,
Your mundane apparel though most dear and near –
To the Divine which rules from above and keeps track of   actions’ every record,
Be a part of the world Drama: the Apolcalyptic paradise which is just for a few days more!
Choose your cherished option “Truth or Abyss”- the inviolable Supreme Order,
Light the Flame within, be only the witness to be guided by the Commandment of your Soul.
……………………………………………………………

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 SUPREME SOLACE
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 18th Feb 2020)
All thoughts for you in the life of Liberty free,
Oh Dear, all alone! But I do ever live in Thee;
Dreams of the distant past do not dare invade any more
I am the tiniest wave of your Ocean’s shoreless shore.
The ray that flickers faint in my fathomless deep,
To reach the unreachable region’s of your dreamless Delight’s sylvan kiss,
The heavenly heights which you hide in your heightened mirth,
I’m just a drop of elixir dropping down from you upon Earth.
The tranquil trust of the single moment’s truest surprise,
The highest citadel of certitude in the end it gives rise –
To live in the loving lap of Love’s kingdom of the illimitable above,
Never to part, ever in Bliss uninvadable of your immaculate Love.
The earth touches no more the physique’s divisible finite part,
All united in a single Whole, we are no more apart;
Never confined to the confinements of the limited ‘Last’
We are vast, infinite and deathless in our immortal Birth.
Laments linger not, no more mortal desires to fulfil,
All hopes do merge into the one indomitable Will;
No sorrows in our sojourn where we now forever dwell,
Oh My Dear! Ever adorable Sweetheart!
I am in your Felicity’s sublime spell.
The sand leaves no trace behind upon which the past mansion of us was once built,
All earthly desires die in debris in firmament’s all-embracing Bliss;
The solitude’s solace showers its Grace upon the all-amazing Act,
Oh Dear! I’m ever united to you in the all-pervading Beatitude vast.
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THE SUPREME SURRENDER
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 28th Jan, 2020)
Lost in Solitude's celestial surprise
Dazed by the dazzling dews of the
skyless hue;
The spirit in me awakes to the audacious adventure
Clad with impeccable iridescent hue.

The sky shakes its silvery flowers
Of starlit mirth and moonlit joy,
An alien Delight reigns over Earth
To take you to the Land of Bliss far away.

There dwells the lonesome lovely heart
In harmony's kingdom of the highest order ;
The hierarchy of the Supreme Felicity
In the midst of the spotless splendour.

The Sun goes humbler as it rises high:
Humility of the most magnanimous soul,
The Divine principle of Wisdom profound
The long-sought quest of the human goal.

The Earth turns timid in her tiresome toil
Of disharmony's delirium dreadful dance,;
All her attempts to make man Human
In an ennobled sacrosanct birth.

The gladsome gifts of the grateful Green
Are showered down at the feet of earth;
To let you live in Gratitude's ken -
With grace and dignity of an angelic heart.

The seraphic Damsel sheds tears from Sky
At the pressing plight of the Creation's Art;
So perfect and sublime once upon a time,
Now sleepless laments in the limitless Vast.

The beautiful Blossoms bring Bliss transcendent
Love's endless ecstasy enlivens the soul,
"Surrender unconditional" - the One Rule inalienable
To reach Humanity's the most cherished goal.

The little "I" that lies in you and me
The Ego that raises its head so high;
The insignificant Self:s earthly compromise
Brings sorrow and agony and timeless sigh.

The priceless Bounty of the Beatitude's crown,
The immortal treasure of Rapture recondite;
The Creation garbed in an eternal radiance
Of Compassion infinite in prophetic foresight.

Be vast like the Ocean,
Be ever-giving like the noblest tree
The Art of Giving is vibrant in Nature -
The Creation is the ceaseless Poetry.
Make its Liberty an integrated Whole,
Freedom beyond the freedom vast,
"Supreme Surrender" as your life divine's Goal.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Puri)

THE TRAVELLER OF THE TRANSCENDENT
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Maha Shivaratri,21st February 2020)
With the blue of the Vast and the green of the Mind,
I sate for the insatiable Quest of the rarest kind –
With hunger for the summitless summit and passion for the passionless Ineffable,
I sail my life’s little boat in the solitude’s journey unassailable.

I seek after the inexpressible ecstasy hidden behind the heavenly height,
I crave for the crown of the Kingdom of Bliss in my highest soaring flight,
I now unlock the Joy of Paradise upon the turmoil of the earthly toil,
I meet my Supreme Beloved behind the mask of man as Godhead.

The touch of the Intangible in all things ephemeral and transient,
The Voice of the Unknown heralds the Dawn of the immortal golden moment,
The bound of the birth that baffles man since time immemorial,
The shadow of Death which casts the direst dread abysmal.
All is so swiftly vanishing behind the New Wisdom’s hem,
I do stand alone in my Soul’s uninvadable Supreme Ken.

The alluring glance of the Invisible and His enticing lips,
The unreached Rhapsody’s deep-hidden distant enrapturing kiss;
Enlivens my journey towards the Goal of the timeless Infinity,
I reveal the unwritten chapter of the Unseen’s sovereign secrecy.

My shivering strokes of the brush on the Creation’s Canvas of Art,
With blissful pang and the endless agony of my Being’s ever-grieving heart;
My inmost desire to draw a few legible lines of Love on the Olympian Blue,
On the mortal tenement ever aspiring to rise above and reach the deathless hue.

The fugitive madness to rise from the fall in the abyss,
The courage indomitable to cradle the emerald empire of Elysian Delight,
All feelings insentient: the camouflage of the desireless Absolute Alone,
Seek the sunlit glamour and the moonlit mirth far away in the in the uninvadable kingdom.

Unimaginably large is the Ocean, endless its expanseless shore,
My sail in the tumultuous tempest, half-broken my mast and its oar;
Still the touch of the Transcendent in each leap of the ascent vast,
I’m spell-bound by the supreme splendour’s seraphic Art.

Just a bundle of quantums are Time’s tenebrous moments,
The Divine Algorithm rules the highest in the unique Supernal descent,
I seek after the Certitude unshakable with the passion of passionless blithe within me,
I journey towards the One timeless Time that bounds the timeless treasures in limits of Infinity.
………………………………………………………………………………………….

THE UNIQUE CHALLENGE
( Bijoylakshmi Das, 24th April 2020)
With wings of the wind and joys of the Zephyr,
I cradle in my breast Earth’s earnest appeal.
Felicity’s fairest welcome with all heavenly exuberance,
Heralds the unique unforgettable: the New Creation’s divine romance.
The Birth of the Kingdom of Bliss with beautiful blossoms from Paradise,
Ushers into momentous moments
Of Elixir’s golden sunrise.
The blessedness of the beatitude; The Creation is so vast,
Just a speck of dust: The surface turmoil’s holocaust!
The epoch-making apocalypse
Enhances the great earthquake move,
For the world unknown
And its immeasurable surrealist Love.
Even the tiniest amoeba
Cradles the most significant birth,
With righteous revels of life living-worth.

There is life in the air,
There is a higher life in the sea,
The greatest is the life in the woodland green
In Soul’s absolute Freedom free.
Freedom is your birthright,
Freedom is your mirth,
Cherish the freedom within in Creation’s amazing Vast.
There’s lightening in the Blue,
Melody in the breeze,
The far mountain heights
Reveal the rarest surprise.
Do care no further
For worms of mud and mire,
You are the brightest spark of the invisible Mystic Fire.
Rejoice in rapture,
Merge into its Bliss,
You are the new born infant nourished by Nature’s loveliest kiss.
You are the most invincible
Fathered by Truth sublime,
You are the lost cadence of Certitude’s eternal rhyme.
The One sits above
Rules the Creation vast,
Man’s sordid design soon to fall apart.
Truth rules the Universe,
Truth reigns over the Vast,
Be a part of the Truth,
You will never fall apart.

THE UNIQUE OXYMORON
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 30th May 2020)
With endless stretches of the blue above,
All around the limitless vast of the sea;
Oh Dear! You have made solitude your absolute kingdom
In Soul’s sublime freedom free.

Alone, all alone in Moon-moist rapture clad,
And ravishing Rhapsody of the starry mirth;
The sweet kisses cypher blush in the Blue
The Creation seems to be joyful, living worth.

The ceaseless symphony that stirs the World
The museless melody brings elixir to life,
The whole universe is just one single string of Love
Tied in beads of compassion infinite.

There lies no more the difference between YOU and ME
All compact in One single beautiful harmony;
Love’s immensitude flows from Heaven to Earth
The Brown’s Beauty bares her ***** to the Sea.

The illusory illusion that you see around
The notes discordant hinders your freedom’s liberty,
And you have misplayed enough in the Divine Playground
Now let nature clear dirt from your Destiny.

Creation belongs to all, but your illegitimate will –
To make the rest serve to your ****** whim,
Why are you crying now, my dear Man-monster!
”As you sow, so you reap”: the unique Oxymoron’s unceasing Rhyme?

Be aloof, sit sovereign in Soul’s lone empire
Ever uninvadable, where Love guards as sentinel,
There the Spring-Blossoms wither not
The Empyrean Damsel welcomes you her door to dwell.

Take care! Nature is to ****** her legitimate rights
Sooner or later, your devilish hands could no more hold;
Your grip is brittle, bones are shattered
You have made it yourself in the vilest endeavour.

The nightmare is your own making,
The colossal waste of life and energy,
You have always been the blood-thirst Vampire,
Now be ready to visit your worthwhile destiny.

Back to Nature: the earnest Appeal,
Back to Creation’s legitimate Whole;
You are a mere speck of dust in the Vast
Hence, in the Vast Nature do not interfere.
……………………………………

THE VOICE OF ETERNITY
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 5th October 2020, 22.56 hours)
The silent speech in the smile of the sublime Vast,
The Earth is speechless in her deistic delight in blossoms of beatific mirth;
Flowers are soil’s delicacy lisping lullaby to the sleeping mass,
Man has to rise from his self-made stupor of the stupid artefact.
Since long the Brown’s quest to meet the query of the Blue,
The Heaven’s felicity eager to shower its enthralling frost-moist dew,
An empyrean ecstasy looms behind the nether abysmal dark,
The Creation is cradled in the arms of an angelic exalted Birth.
The spirit of an amorous elegance is aired in the breeze,
The skyless height meets the soil in a seraphic compromise;
The oceanic depth declares the deific dawn of the new nuance,
An elysian opalescence shimmers behind the unearthly romance.
The twilight touch trembles behind the woodland green,
The moon-clad glamour and the sun-wrapt wonder are to be seen;
The mortal mind can never fathom deep into its mystic significance,
The azure speaks to the azure in the azure vast.
The reign of the rapture is in the rise in the rivulets’ roar,
The mountain’s marvel unveils rhapsody of the forgotten yore;
The distant horizon harvests the seeds of the new divine birth;
A puissant poignancy is poised in passion’s purest heart.
The thunderous clouds touch the untouched heights of the trenchant trance,
The highest ascetic revelation descends upon the darkest nescience;
The sacred strings of Love unites all in an all-embracing clasp,
All “I-ness” lost and forgotten in the greatest “We-ness” grasp.
Nature rules over Creation for eternity, never try to teach lessons to Her,
You are the most insignificant creature, so do never interfere;
Be a part of the Love which binds each and every soul,
Else you will nowhere upon Earth, do not forget the Supreme Goal.
(Published in Speaking Tree of Times of India)

THE WONDERLUST(48)
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
The world is far away from me with azure touch of the sky,
No earthly turmoil, but amazing splendour far and nigh,
The beauty of the timeless Vast, the Green humming with Delight,
To that remote realm I want to soar in my amorous flight.

The plash of the fountains, the soothing murmur in the brook,
The close-clinging touch of Love's sweet lips and the bashful look,
Are ever vibrant in air around robed in aureate hue,.
The glad smile of the cherished eyes to begin the life anew.

The Heaven's surprise in the spilth of an ecstatic beatitude,
Makes me more mirthful in life's wonderlust solitude,
Longings turn insentient in an eternal Elysian clasp,
The Soul seeks release from the mundane transient grasp.

The heartbeats cease overjoyed with Bliss infinite,
The seventh heaven opens doors of rapture recondite,
The gladdening glamour of the glistening stars of the moonlit mirth,
The vain loiterer finds his aimless errand's Goal at last.

The fragrant opulence brought by the babbling breeze,
All rivers' routes of the ravenous journey in the Ocean cease,
The truant spirit seeks sojourn in an ascetic heart,
Desires die the death in the deathless Vast.

The lisping lips of love speak soft whisper sublime
The sylvan woodlands are sun-clad in an argent rhyme,
The radiant blossoms are bathed in the brightening mirth,
To welcome the newly-weds in the ****** vernal birth.

The Absolute sits alone, immobile in the Immortal firmament above,
To greet the new-borns in the greatness of His immaculate Love.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Anand Utsav Ashram Haridwar. 13th October 2019)

THE WORLD STIR
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
When healing drops of Heaven’s elixir
Drop down upon Earth,
Beauty speaks of Delight of Being
And Brown breathes an exhilratingmirth;
Let the sublime silence of the sky
Meet not the furore of the miry filth,
And let night go without end
Though darkness seems to exist.
A serene tranquility trembles within the
Tremulous expanse of the occult space,
An iodolon of ecstasy soon
Retraces its long lost forgotten steps;
The nascent air is now vibrant with
The message of the incommunicable breeze,
An illimitable joy from the Kingdom of Bliss
Seeks its spectacular release.
The solitary clairvoyant writes
His message in inaccessible heights,
The memory’s archive soon opens
Its pages of formidable foresight;
The desolate despondency is in the soul within
Still, there is magnificent melancholy rapture-clad,
The lightening freedom bares its *****
To make the lone explorer extravagantlymad.
The miracle of mystery unfolds the secrecy
Of the unlocked chapter of the divine play,
The inner audience is the only witness
The appeal of the Ineffable opens its doorway,
The effulgence of a thousand suns
Emerges from the abysmal darkness’ depth,
The moonlit marvel raises alarm
Alas! Ony the stars are wide awake!
It is only in the awakening of your Soul,
The illusory world game disappears
In the purest Consciousness
Beyond Body, Mind and Spirit
In an enlightening Wisdom
You do reach the supreme human Goal.
(Dated 9th June 2021)