"satya" poems
New breath fills her lungs with the air of a world that does not know her.
So quietly does she lie in her mothers' arms:
A new light that shines on the earth today,
Bright with a peaceful radiance so wanting in the world.
Filled with the grace of purity she stepped into our lives,
Ready to teach her lesson to those who would join her in tranquility:
So prepared to bare life's mantle, she greeted the world with a quiet sigh
Of one who understood its noise and hustle, but quietly smiled with wise eyes.
Oh Satya live up to your name
Your mothers have given you with great insight!
That you might show all the world your love
And that we might learn from your power and your light.
Dec 17, 2011
Dec 17, 2011 at 3:57 PM UTC
exacting in love
possessive by nature
volatile in temperament
and raging like flames
you are wild and untamed
nothing like docile padma!
the strategic placement
of each kiss on
your voluptuous body
you so unashamedly demand
is provocatively seductive
drawing out
from deep within the soul
of this simple flute-playing cowherd
a brazen but besotted lover
© 2019
Apr 28, 2019
Apr 28, 2019 at 2:40 PM UTC
Indian Legends.
The Legend of Triambakeshwar
The supreme Lords, Brahma and Vishnu
On that auspicious day were fighting for the highest milestone
For honour
Claiming Wisdom
Voicing out their mighty combat impale
At that very moment, a resplendant pillar
Emerged, took form before them
Standing tall into the skies and stooping low spearing the Earth.
Brahma and Vishnu saw the pillar
As an examiner of infinite Wisdom
They both decided to find either end of the pillar
to prove their supreme position.
Brahma took form of a swan
to find the topmost portion of the pillar
Vishnu turns into a Boar, being the land's wild driller
to discover the bottom part of this pillar.
Brahma returns and lies to Vishnu
"I Have Found My Goal, 'O Vishnu"
Lord Vishnu surrenders with a humble heart
A fruitless effortless failure.
This pillar is no ordinary pillar
The Legend holds it as the sacred Linga
The Lord of Lords, the destroyer of Evil
The three-eyed one, the blue-throated one
Neelakanta,Shiva,Mrida,Rudra
Dayakara,Hara,Maheshwara
The Lord with 1008 titles of honour
Ageless, timeless, formless,
Limitless.
Shiva cursed Brahma that day dusk
**"Your foul deceit smells above this land, Brahmadev
Punishment is a part of crime.
You shall never be worshipped under the stone-carved.
Temples shan't have place for you"**
Brahma, enraged, growled upon the Lord
**"Your greatness shall be pushed into this Earth
Into the same pillar, the Linga!
At the foot of Sahyradri, your abode lies
from now,
till forever comes."**
Dear Fearless Devotee, know this that you must
On the dark midnight of this hand-chosen day
Maha Shivratri
The Holy Linga takes form as the Lingodbhav Moorti
At the blessed land of Triambakeshwara.
From underneath the Earth,
Like a descendant from the skies
The ruler of the seven worlds
Bhu, Bhuvas, Svar, Mahas, Janas, Tapas, Satya
The invincible source of destruction
Of the Seven Hells, Paatala
*Atala, Vitala, Sutala, Rasaataala, Talatala, Mahaatala,
The Patala.*
Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 7:21 AM UTC
एक हमारा सत्य परस्पर, जो
रहस्य बन छिपा रहता है जीवन भर
This is our one mutual truth, friend,
that remains hidden a mystery all life:
खेलते रहते हैं हम, टालते,
कसरती मेहनती हैं, कसरातों
महनतों में खोए रहतें हैं हम
we are busy playing, postponing
the question, and we are workers,
we remain immersed in our
efforts and struggles all life
पर कभी कभी, कल और आज
तक का हो सकता है अंतर, कि
'मित्र' बोलने का नही मिलता अवसर
but a day comes, when the difference
is but between the morrow, and
there's no time to even call out 'friend'
आ जाता है वो बुलावा, तो
व्यूह में फस कभी
लौट नहीं पाते,
when the call comes, so caught
up we become, that return
is not an option from the maelstrom
अचानक सा वो दिन आ जाता
है जब आ सामने उभर कर
suddenly, that we have kept hidden,
comes alive emerging from shadows
ये है जो हमारा सत्य परस्पर,
रहस्य बन रहता है जो जीवन भर
This our mutual truth, that
remains hidden a mystery all life.
Feb 1, 2014
Feb 1, 2014 at 12:58 AM UTC
Kalifornia sub-let of the love set / squatting in squalor to dwell in splendor / Temporary Autonomous Zone ignites ignoble night / misfit labyrinth of fire / in dearth of **** the mirth of Death / coming to Crowleyan conclusions / smoking to get lit / the flaming maze, maiming, flays / demonology of **** vs. methodology of death / distinguished Burning Man, extinguished / idyls of the idols reduced to ash / Light My Fire / sitting shiva vs. dancing shiva / rave on
Dec 13, 2016
Dec 13, 2016 at 8:44 PM UTC
Meditation does not mean to escape, but to
come closer. Praying does not mean to speak,
but to listen. Praying is meditation.
In meditation you seek to allow peace to
penetrate, to show itself, you seek truth.
There is no knowledge in truth. Understanding
means to throw away your knowledge.
When you regain truth, you find peace. When
you are at peace, you are mindful, compassion
flourishes freely, you start to smile, and you
fall in love, with everything.
Compassion is a verb, love is freedom, and
truth is to be yourself.
Satya, shanti, prajna, karuna, ananda, prema
is the order to parinibbana.
May 5, 2012
May 5, 2012 at 4:10 PM UTC
Yoga is the union with God,
God is love.
I believe in Christ,
a word not often spoken on the mat.
The pain and agony of sin
tears at our souls and brings tears of suffering.
Ahimsa: Thou shall not ******
Satya: Thou shall not bear false witness against your neighbor.
Asteya: Thou shall not steal.
Brahmacharya: Thou shall not commit adultery.
Aparigraha: Thou shall not covet.
Then:
You shall have no other gods before Me.
You shall not make idols.
You shall not take the name of the LORD your God in vain.
Remember the Sabbath day, to keep it holy.
Honor your father and your mother.
It goes deeper,
not even to think a harmful thought, or wish a harmful deed.
Not even to steal an extra moment of someone's time,
Or lie to yourself about how happy you are.
Lift the sin, lift the illness, lift the suffering.
Like a miracle disease is erased once the lie leaves the room.
God, Christ, watches each moment,
every breath,
each half of a thought
we just made.
A breath of prayer and honesty
lifts the veil we hold in place
over our eyes.
Careful not to lower it too fast all over again.
Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 6:52 PM UTC
Nahh ainkh khuli ,nahhh mai sunn paya...
Maa ke pait mai rehker bhi maina apna parivar ka pyaar paya...
Jab ainkh khuli ,toh roker pura hospital sirr per uthaya ....
Phir Papa ki godi mai sirr rakhker hee mujha thoda chain aaya....
Pheli baar ghar aake , thoda mann dagmagaya....
Dada dadi ko paas dekhker,firrr maii zorr se khilkhilaya....
Jab naam sochne ki baari aayi....
Toh bua ne kaan mai naam pyaar se fusfusaya ....
Bade hokar bhi chota ke sath khelna...
Aisa charitra maina apna hee parivaar mai h paaya...
School jane ki umar mai bhi...
Har parivaar ke sadasye ko hai maina satya...
Kabhi woh dila do, yaa kabhi yeh dilado hee harr baar hai chilaya...
Harr divas ko hamne pura harsh aur ullas ke sath banya....
Pyaar se sath rehna ka hee humna hamesha se wachan h khaya....
Sabke dhurr jana ke baad bhi....
Maine apna parivaar ko hee paas paya...
Harrr sukh dukh mai unhona hee mujha sabke sath rehna sikhaya...
Apna parivaar se dhurr jake bhi...
Maina uhna harrr jagah h paaya...
Voice call aur video call ne hee unka pyaar h mujh tak pahuchaya....
Maa ki mamta ne hee maano jaisa mujha iss kadar banaya...
Jo maina apna parivaar ka itna pyaar h paaya...
Maarte wakt bhi mera parivaar ne hee mujha kahnde per uthaya...
Ainshu aur apni yaadeino ko bhula krr hee mujha mera parivaar ne jalaya....
Mar 29, 2020
Mar 29, 2020 at 6:34 AM UTC
i am good is a place
of peace and bliss
i am good is a place where
cells replace to their primordial
and i am good
is no more wonder
than when he says
i am good
when i learn
it’s as easy as
to swap
the not good
to its antonym
like within a time
as long as
a slip of the tongue
and i am good
once again
because of what he says
because of what i am
…
yes
we are good but
are you also good??
…
good is a place
not at the turn of an age / any age
in reality there is no age
there has never been a yuga
after Mahabharata
if you don’t want to
you don’t stay
in what has never been
in what will never end
there is no count for
one thing to end and for
another thing to start
no silly things like that!
there is no place
for a savior one
to show up
these are all residues
of a delusional mind
an anthropogenic
pollutant is expectation
that only awaits
and awaits
for a tomorrow
to resolve
a past! ?!?
which tomorrow?
which past?
no silly things like that
and
may you be
depressed by that!
always
a you
who values thisrthat
always
a you
who cannot be
whereas it
is one step
and not ahead
to here and now
to i
and no
no one can tell you
it is your path
it is your step
…
cause
we already are
and we have always been
here
enlightened in Satya
and we have always been
love
and
now
Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 11:56 AM UTC
i aspire
to root
truth
and
honesty
in all
i do
i aim
to enact
integrity
in both my
intentions
and
actions
I cannot
choose
what comes my way
in life,
but my response
to these events
is in
my control.
forever
acknowledging
the light
in my
heart,
i prioritize
my
internal
growth
Jul 27, 2015
Jul 27, 2015 at 6:56 PM UTC
the holy sand from holy lands somewhere in the multiverse brought by us accompanied by cows and rainbows as we do yoga sinking golden droplets of sun on horizons to bless and adorn as dawns on lands of parallel universes all of which we watched sitting at a beach on our yoga mats sipping the ambrosia of all tastes resembling a dance of romance of a summer spirit that starts and ends fitting to two marking rays both celebrated by the sun unquestioning but in full awareness of burgeoning of a rhythm of breath driven by grace we are the players of this video game appearing here and there the travelers of Satya crossing time teaching timelessness.
Aug 31, 2016
Aug 31, 2016 at 8:38 AM UTC
Mungkin kalian bertanya mengenai sosok yang aku sebutkan di tulisan ku sebelumnya
Yaa.. Satya
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Bagaikan bias pelangi yang melukis abu-abu nya langit, begitulah ia
Hadirnya mengisi segala kekosongan yang ada pada diri ini dan mengisi penuh sesak dengan kasih sayang nya yang tak terhingga
Setelah ribuan pertanyaan yang selalu menyerbu kepala, lalu sampai pada kesimpulan "ternyata aku bisa ya dicintai sebegininya oleh seseorang?"
Menjadi cinta terakhir nya adalah kalimat yang selalu ia utarakan di bibir yang selalu menampakkan senyum manis nya
Namun perempuan ini tidak menyangka dalam waktu yang sangat singkat hal itu menjadi kenyataan, sebelum sekarang ia sudah berada di tempat terbaiknya
Ia berpulang.
Feb 19, 2024
Feb 19, 2024 at 11:07 AM UTC