"bijoylakshmi" poems
SHIVA
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
The silence of night scares you
With its eerie thoughts
Ever azar with doors wide open
To give vent to unrestrained dreams,
Never letting you to rise above
The mundane laws of existence.
Do you ever think of SHIVA
The eternal principle of the Sublime?
Sitting alone on the peaks of the Himalayan silence,
Speaking to you in His divine muse-
Of ineffable ecstasy.
The body is not all.
That obeys the physical laws,
The mind is not all.
That listens to odd yearnings.
And the spirit too is not your limit.
You have to go beyond
Far beyond life's petty limitations
To reach Truth, Consciousness and Bliss.
SHIVA, the enlightened.
Which translates human dialects
Into an indefinable divine hieroglyphic.
SHIVA, the Supreme
Creates the Universe,
Rules it too,
Annihilates when Harmony loses its identity.
The universal principle of Love
Gets bewildered in empirical rules of earthly existence,
And Spirit fails to rise above,
SHIVA opens His Third Eye,
In its piercing gaze
All lights fade and
The fugitive human mind finds no sojourn
He warns you.
Arise, awake
To reach your goal
Beyond the earthly ken.
(Bijoylakshmi Das Haridwar)
Jan 13, 2020
Jan 13, 2020 at 7:31 PM UTC
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)
Feb 9, 2020
Feb 9, 2020 at 10:07 AM UTC
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)
Jan 2, 2020
Jan 2, 2020 at 2:35 AM UTC
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Bijoylakshmi Das Poems
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WHEN BREATH BECOMES AIR
WHEN BREATH BECOMES AIR
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
(Dedicated to a Young Brave heart departed much before time,
Life's only Truth is Death, stark, pure and sublime.)
It's when breath becomes air,
The little 'SELF' confined to its narrow 'I' comes to a cease;
All sobs of agony in a new rapture finds an ecstatic release,
The World departs from its narrow periphery of YOU and ME.
It's when breath becomes air
The Subtle matter merges into the subtlest Vast,
A new Birth with vernal promises is ushered upon Eatth;
Still the Brown yearns for the earnest Elysian compromise,
The mortal's journey to the Immortal afar in awakening's rise.
It's when breath becomes air,
A twilight splendour trembles in the tremulous Vast,
The Soil's life, its love and passions of an Illimitable mirth,
The softening lips, and the sweet kisses of the nearest Sweet heart,
All fade to the distant horizon faint, forsaken and cast aside at last ;
Alas! The little blossom is yet to come out of the surrealist romance!!!
It's when breath becomes air,
The spirit begins to seek the beginningless Soul in the infinite stretch of the sky,
The Journey is eternal, endless but the enlivened Self rises high;
Creation's breath goes on ceaseless,
the finite relaxes at ease,
The anguish of the age-old attire tired of earthly toil longs for a deathless demise.
It's when breath becomes air,
The world drama dies death in the silence of the immaculate Sublime,
All lyrics of life transient are lymned by the One Poet in His unwritten Rhyme,
We are ALL in ONE and ONE in ALL in the Supreme playact of the One Alone,
Breath is Air, and Air is Breath - Life's unalterable Principle of Unique Oxymoron forever goes on since ageless Aeon.
(Bijoylakshmi Das, Puri. 16th Dec 2019)
Written by
Bijoylakshmi Das
(68/F/Puri)
— The End —
Dec 23, 2019
Dec 23, 2019 at 7:18 PM UTC
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)
Dec 2, 2021
Dec 2, 2021 at 3:53 AM UTC
IN THE DREAM TWILIGHT OF THE SOUL
(Bijoylakshmi Das)
Life flows fast but journey infinite,
Do not lose your goal: Wisdom’s foresight.
From Blue to Brown and Brown to Blue,
Your aim- the celestial Beyond that reckons the blissful hue.
Wedded to the airy wideness of a flawless felicity,
Trusted upon the unwavering call of the steadfast certitude,
Your journey begins from the womb of flesh and blood
It has to reach perfection of the boundless beatitude.
Alone in the serene tranquility of the inmost depth,
To breathe the air of freedom from long-lost time’s immemorial quest,
Like the winner of the game of clambering steps
Oh Sons of Eternity! Do reach eternal loving breast.
The wild wanton play of greed and unwanted desires though dance all around,
But you have no role to play in the fictitious play ground;
Let the world go mad in its self-made insane uproar,
All is its own creation, it has to suffer.
You are the unique voyager of the sublime height,
Do never interfere, Reach the timeless Beyond: your one and only Goal.
Your thoughts transcend the limits of the mortal mind,
Physique no more slaves to desire of the senses blind;
Enraptured by the Sweetheart’s myriad-hued ecstatic embrace,
You are one with Infinity merged into its infinite grace.
Sit solemn in the inexpressible heights of the expanse blue,
Your beauty enlivened with blessedness’ heavenly hue;
You are the blazing effulgence of the brightest sun,
Also you are the calm moon-beam delight of the most refreshing rays of the earliest Dawn.
Harbor not despair in your heart, you are no part of it,
You are the inhabitant of the kingdom of mystic magnificence with no territorial limit.
The indwelling Godhead in each and every mortal chamber:
Creation’s cherished embellishment of the highest divine order.
Oh incarnation of Bliss! Do not ever grieve,
Bliss is thy birthright and in Bliss you do live.
(26th June 2021)
Jun 25, 2021
Jun 25, 2021 at 11:03 PM UTC
FLIGHT FOR THE UNKNOWN
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
Dec 24, 2019
Dec 24, 2019 at 9:38 PM UTC
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)
Dec 24, 2019
Dec 24, 2019 at 9:25 PM UTC
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)
Jun 9, 2021
Jun 9, 2021 at 12:28 PM UTC