In My Existence

In my existence, I find all sorts of mystery for life and death---and so many questions in my mind rise & fall; I am truly in a state of inertia! It may be that all existent things are inexistent & all inexistent things are existent.

Thoughtful Matter!!!

                              Could anyone tell me what the starting point of time was? I just want to know the starting or ending point of time. Sometimes, in my brain, it is thought that after the final destruction of this cosmos, time will go on & there will never come ending point of time. At one time back, there was nothing but the Creator Himself. There was no time when the Creator did not exist. Again, time will come when nothing will remain except the Creator Himself. Very very very thoughtful matter!!!

Innumerable mysteries (in the kosmos)

                                      From the beginning of the creation of the cosmos, there are innumerable mysteries in it. We become confounded over and over again, but as human beings, we have come to know & explore many things & yet there are many more things left to know and explore in the coming future. But it is a great question that what percentage of the mysteries are left to discover or what percentage of the mysteries we have discovered. It seems that human beings won't be able to go to see the last discovery of this cosmos; and much before seeing that we all would/should face the massive destruction of this cosmos. If it doesn't happen in the long run, what will be the consequences of the whole universe at any time whatsoever? This notion cudgels my brain every moment. What will be the consequences of the whole cosmos?

Discourse of Time

  This is discourse of time

    No ravings of love---

    When time is speaking

    Let me say something,

    Isn’t it wholly untimely?

   Where there is no word naming time

   Let me say something,

   If you can hear, hear

   I am telling from beyond time

   If you can, hear?

Ayekhantate Eternity

                                         

  Avwg nq †Zv cvwi wb Avgv‡K eySv‡Z

  ‡Zvgvi Kv‡Q Ges AviUzKz _vK|

  Zzwg bv nq P‡jB G‡mv bv

  GB †Zv †`‡Lv bv GBLvbUv‡Z BUviwbwU|

  Zzwg BUviwbwU eyS bv?

Jiboner Onubob

          Rxe‡bi Abyfe

†Kv_vq †kl?

Avwg PÂj gb

‡dvuUv †duvUv Av‡e‡M fiv

GK`g wbt‡kl!

gš¿Yv hš¿Yv †`‡n

wb‡q‡Q cÖwZ‡ek;

Rxe‡bi Abyfe

n‡e wK †kl?

Drawn by Destiny

  And so many varieties of unparalleled thoughts are muddling me within myself---

   I am passing on and on I don’t know,

   I am being drawn by my destiny.

Life Under This Sky

  

  My heart’s tortuous motion + straight motion = ?

     I don’t know but your heart---

     My abstruse agony & melancholy

     And just ecstasy at times---

     This is just life under this sky.

Boundary of Eternity

    I am beneath the space

     And you

     I look above

     In perturbed agony

    And simply helpless—

     I have no more courage to proceed along the boundary of eternity.

Play of Heart

    The whole day finishes

I am seated in seclusion.

No play of heart,

No start of love—

No transcendental discourse.

There’s fear of defeat

To unbearable torment of inner sense;

Life is filled up with absence of pomp,

I remain paused at my playroom ---

That there’s invisible ache somewhere.

Unforeseen Red Roses

             Red Roses

         

         

    I dream of red roses

 Remain absorbed in dreaming

 Remain latent in heart-burning---

 Remain intoxicated imagining imagery.

 There I remain floating on that Chandana

 Remain nocturnal and

 I am alert to some extent

 For I always dream of red roses.

 My red eyes are always open,

 And I sometimes call my darlings

 But my hopes remain unfulfilled

 Yet I always dream of red roses.

Serious Mental Pain

Mental Pain

It is mental pain

In me

Why don’t you become subconscious?

Why don’t you always?

I don’t know sense

I don’t understand pain

Here on this earth

Never never never

Sorrow-happiness?

Possible-impossible?

In oscillating mind

I remain

I live!!

Yet I sense

Eternal play

Ecstatic play---

Death will come

Eternity will come.

UNTITLED

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      AvB wgb Rxeb‡K kvi‡cb Kiv hvq bv,

      Rxeb Av‡M †_‡KB kvi‡cbW|

      Zvn‡j Dcvq?

      Dcvq  Ab‡šÍi  c‡_

      ‡P‡c _vK Ab‡šÍi i‡_

      GKgvÎ wZwbB mnvq|