TO THE BLOSSOMS
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
The Blossom of the Hills!
The Blossom of the far!
Bloom not in my heart -
Though you are very near,
My Sweet Dear!
Your light fades not;
You are fearless though -
Unexpressed,
Play is not over.
Remains stalled in turmoil,
Promise not kept
Woven In memory's obscure thread.
We are tiny dots of dust -
On the ocean-bed -
Of Supreme Godhead.
The world is not for our sojourn,
Nor we for the world;
Unseen and untouched
Only to remain pure and
adored by Almighty Lord.
Never to be devoured by desire
And human lust of fire.
Fragrance is to be spread
Over the wide wild ***** of the vernal bed -
To freshen the journey ahrad
Before us
Lie the starlit path and moonlit night
Always bright and enlivening
at first sight.
Our footsteps recondite
In quest of Infinite!
Blossoms are not meant to be
plucked and cast aside
Heedless on road-side.
Innocence of infancy
Never to be nipped in the bud.
They are eternal offerings of the Soul
for life Divine,
In each effort of uprising
for the Supreme.
The Glad Remembrance
In activity and in silence
Speaks a lot!
In taking and in giving
is fulfilled in remembering:
The unique oxymoron
In life's revelation
and higher awakening.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 10 th Feb 2019)

TRUTH: THE ALL-TRANSCENDING VAST
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 23rd September 2020)
In deep solitude of the spring-spangled splendour
I breathe my spirit’s most ecstatic Bliss,
The paeans of poesy are writ in the pregnant clouds
The heaven meets Earth in the most enchanted kiss.
I’m wrapped in a euphoric marvel
I live in the jeweled rapture of the rhythmic Delight,
The Creation is ever vibrant in the beauty of the celestial asphodel
Which adorns each and every corner of the new world to be built.
There exists the Eternal in its unique identity immutable,
Which man in his devilish designs can never reach;
All plans demoniac are just whims of wanton futile fancy.
Soon to be doomed to satanic death in perdition’s abyss.
The smiles of joyful radiance in the heavenly heights,
The blossoms of paradise bloom in the blessedness Vast;
I’m no more bound to the soil’s cast-away sojourn
I’m the lone witness of Supreme’s all-transcending Act.
I’m free in the freedom of my Soul’s depth infinite,
I’m felicity illimitable in the Kingdom of Wonder;
I’m the sovereign of my unbesieged surreptitious realm
I’m the most cherished guest at my Beloved’s bliss-kissed door.


Unseen tremolos from the trenchant tunes
Float in air from the distant vast,
The untouched elixir unleashes ecstasy profound
To make Earth enveloped in its enrapturing mirth.
I’m the solitary sailor of life’s ocean of never-ending transience,
The mortal eyes are shut to all happenings of mundane fear;
I do remember the One God as the eternal Dweller:
The sole Creator and as well the most ruthless Annilhilator!
He is the deathless Flame, the Mystic Fire of the unforeseen Apocalypse,
To burn all evils alive and make you reborn as per your nefarious acts;
He is the Saviour of all aggrieved and the most deprived,
He is the Supreme Ruler of Creation’s all-pervading vast.
The never unfailing Certitude of the Solace of the cloistral beyond,
Deep hidden from the blind eyes of the Man-monster in the rise;
The Creation is not a blood-thirst regime of the mortal vampire
Just a twinkle of an eye of Him is enough to settle your deadliest demise.
Be awakened, do live the life as an integrated whole,
Make the World ennobled and enlightened by the One Will of the Supreme Master.
(Published in Speaking Tree website of Times of India)

IN SOLEMNITY’S DEPTH
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
(Published in Speaking Tree Website of Times of India)
Blue of the vast endless stretch before me,
The mystery of the miracle is on play in the azure sea;
The euphoria of the enlivening welcome makes my mortal eyes closed,
The Bliss of the blessedness of the depth seeks an outlet to rise above.
Though there is storm in the air, tumultuous turbulence in the tide,
Mind knows not why in the sublime silence longs to reside;
The mirthful dance of lightening all around, but I sleep sound in solitude’s arcane depth,
The hurricane’s heavenly delight showers its illimitable celestial Grace.
The invisible Architect’s flamboyant poignant appeal,
To man in distress lost in the cobweb of his self-made peril;
The Omnipotent sits within, always calm, unperturbed and tranquil,
In my quiescent quest’s masquerade I meet my Beloved’s most solemn appeal.
The slow tread of the invisible Infinite alights upon Earth,
To wipe out all disharmony in Creation in its wrathful mirth,
Affranchised from the empire of Elysian heights the One Touch is ever vibrant-
With Love’s limitless Bounty, gifts of faith and certitude pure and sacrosanct.
The prodigious future foretells its fortuitous aeonic rise,
To cradle the golden future in its new awakening’s surrealist sunrise;
The roaring heights of the waves reveal Nature’s magnificent rendezvous,
The Infinity seeks the finite to enthrall in its endazzling hue.
The ephemeral’s earnest aspiration to embrace the Eternity’s solace vast,
The mortal’s primeval quest to reach the unreachable Immortality at last;
The revival’s resurgence reverberates in the new resurrection’s rise,
Evolution never traces backward despite man’s frailties and fake surmise.
Every life is a Blossom in the Spring-spangled Paradise of the One unique Whole,
Awake and arise from the stupor of Ego, O Man, do recognize your divine Goal.(28th Nov 2020)

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)

WE ARE NEVER APART
The Symphony from far is azar in the lonely air
Speaks of the splendorous surrealist Love,
We are clad in an ineffable Ecstasy
Robed in the aureate attire of the Godhead above.

Our souls are tied in strings of rapture
The glance seized by the skyless Infinite,
Mind no more slave to the mortal physique,
Spirit's realm seeks the Unknown's forgotten height.

We are two little Blossoms to spread the nectar of joy
The uninhaled fragrance of eternal Love,
Two tiny stars shining against the immeasurable sky
Still, on earthly abode we do aimlessly rove.

Two journeys different from two  woodlands different,
Two lines parallel do never meet,
Two contradictions of the One Single thought
Meet only at infinity in His unending Bliss.

Two shores of the shoreless Ocean
Betwixt the soft murmurs of a boundless Nought,
We are vast, profound in the mileless Unknown
Human measures view us as microscopic dots.

With two aims different,
Two lives living poles apart,
The Heaven's immensity  keeps her door open,
Our feet are tied to the soil of the Earth.

Delight most enriched tread in motionless moments,
The pregnant clouds rain the momentous mirth,
The breath stops but death alights not,
We are deathless in an Immortal Birth.

Two sweet notes of the One melodious Flute
Played here and there behind the din and bustle of man,
The two awarenesses of the single Omniscient's Beatitude,
Make us forever bound in the knot of the One.

The futile flutter of our frailsome wings
Of two little Swans in their infancy's Flight,
The Call of the Beyond ever awakes us -
Endows us with the invisible foresight.

Two epilogues of an unfinished chapter
Carved on the large unending stretch of Time,
The masked manifestations of an untrod precinct:
Two blissful notes of the unending rhyme.

Two unheard rhythms of an unsung Poem -
Writ with unseen hues of the amazing Blue,
The rhymeless rhymes with the forgotten prologue
Unveil its classic memorable hue.

Endless is the Journey, the Goal certain
In an unshakable certitude we do meet,
Night is scary, dark and eerie,
The Dawn enlightening awaits us
At Ego's unconditional forfeit.

As in the world ephemeral we live,
We do part, but never apart,
We are together in love forever -
To make our Sojourn eternally alive.
In an Immutable Endless Vast.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Haridwar. 13 July 2019)


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WELCOME! OH GOLDEN SUN!
Soft and sweet
The Golden Sun
Kisses the Earth
With beautiful smile and vernal mirth.
The blush on the brown -
Speaks of unspoken Bliss
Of infinite mirth.
Poems of the past
Are deciphered -
On pages of the sky
And hues of myriad shades gather around
Speaking of a surrealist Art!
The lone Artist -
Sits unknown
In the limitless Vast.
Blossoms open up petals
In wonder-struck eyes
Fragrance flows far
In amorous Zephyr
Delight's wonderland
Welcomes us in untold ways
The lovely golden and radiant rays!
Wakes up the sleeping life
Of darkness bed,
Gone are struggles and strifes
The New Dawn ahead;
Mind's countless conjectures
Dies the death of the Sphinx
Never to rise again
And devour the mortal longings.
There are lovelier worlds
And brighter heavens than
Our mind could surmise.
The wealthier realm -
Exists in Sun's diadem;
Only can dwell
A steadfast vision -
For the journey ahead
And a mightier foresight
Than our mortal Ken could unravel!
The splendour of the Unknown Bliss
Denied to us;
For its door is closed in mind's -
bottomless Abyss.
There Love plays its lyrec
With unending rhythm,
Unheard to the human ear -
Where Soul-mates can tread,
The Divine rhyme
Forever sublime -
Goes on endless
To lead us ahead;
Makes our heart
Filled with mirth,
Heralds the Dawn -
Of a glorious Birth.
A nascent prescience lurks behind -
the curtain of daybreak
To make us awake.
To listen to the distant call,
An appeal of the Self-rapt soul
Enraptured in celestial embrace
That never parts.
United we breathe,
love and 'are rapture-clad,
The elixir of life -
Embedded in Earth's new soil
and Sun-bathed attire
To make life worthwhile
In her joyous smile,
The long-worn garment -
has already been cast off
In the mire of the past
There must emerge a Beauty
that belongs to the vernal Earth.
The Sun at doorstep:
Not a material Sun-
An embodiment of enlightenment!
His gaze is piercing
Can read pages untorn,
The One Sentinel of life
Keeps watch of every moment
of breath with vigilant foresight.
The vain longings and their earthly desire,
The clinging of the body
In hopeless moments of futile despair
Shuns freedom -
For the Flight to the Unknown!
The Kingdom of God is within us.
Only in moments forlorn -
When we unite
with the living Infinite
Who loves us, greets us
and never makes us feel
"We are out of His Sight".
Makes us one
With Sun and Earth
And all that is HUMAN.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 04.05.2019)
Haridwar,)

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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)  
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WISDOM OF THE VAST
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 22nd March 2020)
Rays of radiance from the untouched Vast
Wing my hours with aureate Bliss,
The austere epiphany of the enamoured mirth
Lures me to the land of illimitable peace.

With Truth as Chariot which I ride
The celestial valour as its wings,
Patience’s puissant height to attain without pause
Dignity of depth – the song it sings.

The world seems to be a coin having two faces
The one is the brightest brilliance of the certitude vast,
The other is the dark delirium of despair
Forsaken sobbing of desires’ dance.

The measureless might of the million suns,
The deep conscience pulls my chariot’s strings,
Compassion infinite cradled in my *****
Forgiveness as weapon to defeat enemies.

With kindness and love showered upon Ignorance
My Golden Chariot heads to the Invisible’s Goal,
Beauty envelopes me with beauteous wonder,
The celestial surprise knocks at my door.

The Supreme Surrender as my successful Charioteer
The fearless fortitude drives me on,
The dark side of the coin is just a mirage
Soon to fade away in the rising Sun.

The lovely lightening from lovelier clouds
Steers clear the path ahead of me,
The sweetening symphony plays the Flute
With thunder as armour guards my side.

The magnificent mansion to reach in the woodland vast
With beautiful blossoms that adorn its floor,
No roofs to make the Freedom bound,
No walls to limit man to mind’s corridor.

There rules the One Law of the Supreme Master
No space for hatred, greed and mortal fear,
The Spring-spangled splendour is high in air:
The eternal ecstasy of the Supreme Dear.

My Sun-clad journey to the Moon-rapt Rapture
The heavenly Damsel pours the heavenly nectar,
I’m Freedom’s the most cherished Choice
I’m the Guest of Honour at Infinity’s door.

So I reign in the Kingdom of the Absolute
I’m the pure Soul of ineffable Bliss,
The world I once inhabited in the forgotten yore:
My memory’s torn pages merged in debris.

Truth is Bliss profound, Truth is Freedom vast,
Truth is the only Solace to win each and every heart.
Oh Man! Rise from stupor to re-discover your Soul,
Adore the true Wisdom of Truth and make it your Goal.
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WISHING YOU ALL THE BEST
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 19th August 2020)
When clouds reach Earth’s playground,
With El Dorado’s splendour all around
Beauty of the smile sublime
Offers felicitous feelings at your door;
Turns into silence of the sound,
Oh Dear! Traveller of the recondite Vast!
Where is grief?
All is Bliss and divine spell-bound.
May I steal a few pearls
From the sandy depth of the sea?
And make the world change in a glittering spree?
With the whisper of the smile.
The lone recluse of the forbidden realm
Forgetful of the grief and the forsaken pain,
The golden mansion and its emerald diadem
The lone caravan is out on his predestined journey infinite
To the land of Wisdom with a watchful foresight
Seeks after the Paradise long-lost once again.
Alas! Love is not a frolicking game!
Idle mind’s pastime in the passionate realm.
All yearnings of errands of –
Notes of epiphany of the flute,
With blush from the Blue and your staggering look;
The solace of solitude showers grace at your solemn feet,
The starry blossoms are clad with celestial moonlit Bliss.
Everywhere there is limitless mirth,
To enthrone you in the enlivened birth.
The hidden call from the unforeseen heaven’s height,
The lisping lips of love reveals ‘love at first sight’
Drops of nectar drizzle from the ravished heart,
The Journey to the ecstasy-rapt Rapture
Forever to last.
Feeling felicity of poise
On your dreaming wings,
Your flight to the Unknown
With miraculous happenings;
Oh Caravan of Delight!
Tarry a little on your rose-spangled path,
Let Light, Love and Joy
Make your living worth
In the new awakening of the enlightened Birth.
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WOMAN
(Bijoylakshmi Das, 25th Dec 2919)
It is not called
'Fall in Love' , O Man!
With Woman,
Your mother too
In  your playful senses'
spree,
The World is always wrapped around
By Love's unspoken mystery.
Creation's choicest destiny!
Body is only to fetch the Blossoms
Pure, sacred and free,.
Your Lust can never give rise
To this highest harmony.
Your choice is imperative:
Truth or the hellish infernal Abyss,
Woman is created for you
To take you to the land of Bliss.
(Puri, Odisha. 25th Dec 2919)