#hindu
There once was a cow from Calcutta
Who mooed with a st-st-st-stutta:
She'd m-m-m-MOO
At the passing Hindoo
Who'd milk her and churn some b-butta.
Mar 5
Mar 5, 2026 at 11:52 PM UTC
Who is he?
His eyes, they hide the secrets of the sea,
and as his gaze washes over me,
it makes me suffocate, leaves me breathless.
Who is he?
The one that appears in my dreams
with eyes shaped like lotus petals,
and body painted by shades of brown.
Who is he?
The one that leans in closer to my face,
my lips,
watching tones of red swim upon my cheeks
as his hands rest on my waist.
As I write poems, twirl my pen on the paper,
he reads every line I have written
and the soft wind caresses his hair.
If this is not intimacy, what is?
He kisses the mole next to my eye
like we have been lovers from time immemorial.
And when I awake from my slumber
I would still smell his scent, feel forlorn.
Why do I go on to mourn for a love that is not real?
Mar 2
Mar 2, 2026 at 8:59 AM UTC
Let us think.
If I’m a soul, then what about my things?
I’m just a soul, what about my family?
The memories I made growing up, making friendships,
crafting relationships,
struggling every day, just trying to find my way.
In reality, I’m just a soul.
It’s all just gonna **** blow away
like a cloud of smoke that appeared around my head
and showed me the life that I could only dream to ever have,
teaching me truths about the universe itself
that would outlast my own shell.
But after death, it all means nothing.
It’s all a bottle without a bottom.
You live and you learn, you die and it’s all forgotten.
Yes, you live behind something
that you never get to see yourself.
Who knows whether I’ve got a place reserved
in heaven or hell?
Because I’m Hindu, and if God is Christian, then I’m ******
I’ve done a sin so grave even Satan would look at me and scoff.
“Competition, eh?” he would say, and I’d go tell God:
Just send me back to earth and let me stay.
This cycle of life stuff is just fuel to exhaust.
Feb 26
Feb 26, 2026 at 6:28 PM UTC
You can search for God all you like;
He cannot be found.
He's forgotten who he is–
All entirely on purpose.
So thorough is his forgetfulness,
So deep the slumbering dream,
That he will never again wake–
Indeed he means not to.
And I would prefer nothing else more
Oct 3, 2025
Oct 3, 2025 at 4:33 PM UTC
Beyond time born the King
Beyond the cycle of birth and death
As though born
As though gone
Living a beautiful life
Bred for beings
Out of love
Out of compassion
A greater sacrifice
Beyond comprehension
Waiting for the humanity
To wake up to the words
Ever living in the time
Passing moments
Reminding of the passage
Yes wake up to the words
Before the ebbing of time
The greatest way to celebrate the King
Is to follow His song
Happy Janmashtami
Aug 23, 2024
Aug 23, 2024 at 1:04 AM UTC
In the quiet thread of Rakhi's grace,
Lies a bond no time can erase.
A promise wrapped in silk so pure,
Of love that forever will endure.
Beyond the playful jests and cheers,
There’s a truth that whispers through the years.
Life teaches, in its gentle way,
That bonds of heart can never fray.
A sister’s strength, a brother’s shield,
In life’s great battle, neither yield.
For in this bond, we truly find,
The lessons that reshape the mind.
When storms of life come raging through,
It’s love that guides, it’s love that’s true.
And like the Rakhi, strong yet thin,
It’s the simple things that let us win.
So cherish every thread you weave,
In bonds of love, choose to believe.
For Raksha Bandhan’s silent art,
Is life's lesson: protect the heart.
Aug 19, 2024
Aug 19, 2024 at 9:56 AM UTC
Hello Stranger,
Done with the Roka,
It's a pre-engagement ceremony,
But right now,
I don't know what I am for you.
Next will be our engagement,
Then I'll be your fiancé,
And you'll be my fiancée,
But right now,
I don’t know what you are for me.
After that we'll have our marriage,
Then you'll be my Dharmik wife,
And I'll be your Sworn husband,
But right now,
We're strangers for each other.
Let's make it easy,
Let's share with each other
Our likes, and the dislikes too,
Let's be friends until we wait,
Let's get to know each other.
You know about my weaknesses,
It's apparent and obvious,
But behold, I descend into your life,
I have my shortcomings,
But I have my gifts too.
You'll see me spreading joy in your world,
And you'll realise that your world is mine too,
But don't worry,
Just let my love grow in your heart,
Next I'll plant a ring in your finger.
That ring will mark you as mine,
You'll put a ring around my finger too,
And this particular ring will mark me as yours,
We'll be each other's fiancée & fiancé,
I'll make sure that you are fine.
A few weeks after that engagement,
We'll sit in front of the Holy Fire,
And that fire will be our witness,
And so will be the Àgnì Ðévà,
The God of Fire will seal our togetherment.
Right now you're cautious,
Maybe a bit scared too,
You are in the dark,
But so am I, dear,
Don't worry, I won't disappoint you.
And I know that me you won't dishearten,
We'll gel well beyond the physical realm,
The world will soon see us as one unit,
We'll enjoy each day in togetherness,
And it will no longer be an untitled relationship.
Apr 1, 2024
Apr 1, 2024 at 3:33 AM UTC
Some day your rolling obsidian waves
will fertilize the ****** shores of my spirit
but for now i sit with dead dog eyes
turned upward
and opened wide
Searching for eternity
in the bursting plumage
of your midnight lotus
Sep 23, 2021
Sep 23, 2021 at 10:33 PM UTC
Ganesh, remover of obstacles
I call upon thee
Help me, make a miracle
Peace and calm is what I desperately seek
My mind, so diabolical
Could use a divine deed
Ease its pain and suffering, so illogical
For your help I once again plead
Apr 20, 2021
Apr 20, 2021 at 11:09 AM UTC
I feel so good when I am loved.
Getting loved is not in my control.
But I can still love you honestly.
You stay busy with your preferences,
Exchanging love is my Preference,
I love you so much, but I fear you too.
Jul 31, 2020
Jul 31, 2020 at 6:57 AM UTC
Kashmir is not just beautiful
It was also free of violence,
Not too far back in history,
That did occur just 7 to 8 centuries ago.
Then they poured out of Central Asia,
Hordes getting bigger with each wave,
Eliminate they did the original people.
In 1320, it was Zulju raiding Kashmir,
Then Rinchana, a Tibetan Büđđhïst refugee, he took over.
Rinchana had Shah Mir as his Minister,
Shah Mir persuaded Rinchana to Islam.
After Rinchana, his son was set to be the ruler,
However, Shah Mir killed this lawful successor.
In 1339, Shah Mir became the first Muslim ruler of Kashmiri lands,
Initially, they did not dare harm the original Hïnđū inhabitants.
Then it was just Muslim kings for few centuries and slowly the Hïnđū heaven slipped into Muslim hands.
Now we know what is the ground reality,
The demography became Islamized over centuries,
All arts and crafts stand dwarfed by violence,
What they aim is an Islamic State, an Islamic Earth.
Aug 10, 2019
Aug 10, 2019 at 7:14 AM UTC
Confronted by battle Arjuna disputes
But Krishna proposes more pious pursuits
Accepting one’s duty
With transient beauty
Concerned with right action but not with its fruits
Feb 17, 2019
Feb 17, 2019 at 9:57 AM UTC
Shakti a lower goddess
Dwelling in the base
Of the root chakra
When day
She gets the courage
To raise up
To couple with
Her love Shiva
Hurriedly flew up
As a snake
Hitting every
Coloured lotus
And hits the universe
To be with her lover.
Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 5:32 PM UTC
There is a peculiar lightness
I have observed that appears
to increase with age
On the anniversary eve of my
70th natal year
I glance towards the
Western horizon
stars all lit
stellar candles beckon
My breath, Pneuma
with gilded wings and
golden vessel
longs to explore the
vaster regions of self
Constellations dangle
Happy Birthday across
the Bright Unknown
I wait......
A vacant silk sari
fluttering, flickering,
in the fiery sunset dusk
Jan 20, 2018
Jan 20, 2018 at 10:53 PM UTC
I'd like to think that they are all One,
Even the old stories said so,
But the same stories created multiple ones,
Where is the truth in all these tales?
Hidden between the lines of the translator?
Or within the words of the narrator?
Or convoluted by the repeated writings of many hands?
I guess that a journey inspired by any one of a tale,
Shall also be a tale by itself.
You may not need to verify the source,
May you be the source for others,
When we look for inspirations Upstairs,
Why not look among ourselves ?
Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 3:13 AM UTC
The remover of all obstacles,
O' Vighnaharta
I fold my hands and bow my head,
In prayer
You've always been my key pilot
O' Vinayaka
I come to you with all my heart
O' Lord of Lords
My knowledge comes from thee
In abundance, you've shed your blessings
Upon me
I offer my soul, my lifes all deeds
To thy feet
Hail O' Datta
I welcome you in my life everyday
At this Ganesh Utsav
I request you to visit me today
With your favorite dessert and flavouries
I've decorated a plate,
Sweet ladoos, modak, paan and durva
With this red velvet hibiscus garland and flowers
I am standing here waiting at the gate
In the temple, inside my soul
Where blossoms the energy to carryout my role
Dear Father,
You never disappoint your devotees
In this aeon of cycle, on this earth and beyond
You'll always be my protector
Coz my soul shares a devotional infinite bond
With you,
Ganpati Bappa Morya...
©sim
Aug 24, 2017
Aug 24, 2017 at 9:55 PM UTC
With her three eyes and many arms Kali Ma leaned in to tell me the secret of this year.
She told me with regret and hate filling my life- I wouldn't be getting anywhere.
She said with trust and loyalty- one day I'll find my back again.
To a live that's full of love and hope instead of sadness and sin.
The Dark Mother- the Goddess of destruction and creation told me she, herself, was the bearer of contradictions.
She said we all fall apart and there are ways to get back up if we just open our eyes.
Instead of filling our self with doubt and questioning the truth instead of the lies.
So within the Ocean of Blood I have been created by Kali Ma- and I will sooner than later be destroyed by her power.
But before the year is up she has given me the truth to rise up and fight her.
I will change for myself and I become one with the truth's that lie within me.
I will remember the good instead of the bad so it doesn't destroy all of me.
I will wear red as gypsies must do when their funeral is near.
I will let Kali Ma devour me and send me home without fear.
I will wear pride knowing I have found the truth and let the lies go.
I will be at peace when I have figured out everything I needed to know.
Aug 4, 2017
Aug 4, 2017 at 1:37 PM UTC
I was her unauthorised teacher,
She got bored of my teachings.
I just had the best advice for her,
She thought so too but initially.
Later on, she made mistakes,
Suffered losses, heavy losses.
She blamed me for half-hearted efforts.
Nov 13, 2016
Nov 13, 2016 at 10:52 PM UTC
What does samkhya have to do with yoga?
Dual teaching like I told you twice
They say theres….
2 eternal principles manifest in the universe
nature and the self, knowledge like pursua and prakriti different and yet same in this verse
Salvation through transcenscion duality is false i ought to mention
see through it like fallacy, I bless you no curse now apphrension
like flower prints we impresstoo
Lying and violence distract you from your higher purpose
You think you got swag psh better listen thrice so you know you heard this
the only style you got is the life you gotta clean up
clean up your lifestyle , clean up your style, clean up your lifestyle, clean up yo …. liberation comes from
Samadhi : contemplate : enlightened like we : got no hate upon me
but first you gotta meditate, dhyana and control your breathe
asana like my chest is pranayamic some speak false **** like they got no teeth, these thoughts they squeeze but
The churning of the mind cesses when you find
time to practice seeing the self you framing in kind
Epileptic I seizure mind, so epic synesthetic ,
that ***** divine storm like a portal, shorn my form as a mortal
Come and See the world as it truly is
Ill exist till I die, no reincarnation for I and I
namaste , en lakesh multi-lingual in these cypher cries
Valid means of knowledge:
Did you observe?
Could you infer?
Do they speak with authority?
Could you preach the analogy?
Just because you don’t see
Doesn’t mean it won’t be
Just because you don’t see
doesn’t mean that the **** won’t be
How do I know I am not the only person in the universe
I know my experience
They display markers
We speak we write We **** we fight
We wish We cry we live we die
so maybe were all conscious
looking at you like
maybe you bought this,
cautious we want this, auspice truth
Smoke gone ghost like I haunt this
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 1:40 PM UTC
Kali, Mother of Time & Change
obliterates superficial reality
creates black matter
to mold & form
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 11:42 PM UTC
On The Sixth Moon's Night
I came to contemplate the cosmos.
I awoke on a mountainous range:
Projected were ten thousand isles, scattered in remain.
All dancing differently,
But constructing one eternal game.
To what extent might my eye expand?
To what end will death cast its sand?
Upon what shore may the waves crash again
In peace and calm harmony?
No matter how many curtains the Devas will draw
Or how many distinctions Māyā will make~
Always, the un-curved perfection subdues and surrenders to them all.
Like the water-way, cultivating life and harvesting it on the other side.
Formless, it surpasses all stiff form and creates a path of least resistance
To the goal of the heart.
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You cannot carve a stone buddha out of human flesh.
A stone buddha cannot experience samadhi nor still a pond.
Mind is a mirror
that must be seen clearer!
But behind the glass and that transient social class,
What is that divine perception?
"The Ultimate Peerer"
Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 1:02 PM UTC