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Every human relationship dies out/ fades out. So walk out before it fades and turns sour That which tastes good to the palate burns the belly and vice-versa Anything that attracts is worthy to be abstained otherwise the suffering is sure to follow. For the sake of some gain it is not wise to network with people. More will be extracted out of me than what I can expect and get. Embrace failure when it is unavoidable More people fail when they are on rise and top. We collapse from surplus unexpectedly. Celebrate the moment of aloneness and also when I am not having any trouble with it. May be sometimes painful through, but that's the state I am safest. Best is that love and deeply ingrained that is lost forever. Best is that leader, the soldier and remembered with tears who dies in action. The God who is never seen, perceived is the one we die to seek.

I am not that that feels good I am not that that feels bad I am not that that desires I am not that that gets attached I am not that that changes I am not that that gets changed I am not that that wants to know I am not that that seeks I am not that that's left when the whole world cease to exist I am not that when the body wears and dies out. I am not that that thinks I am not that that decides and discriminates I am Consciousness when any This and That can no longer be used.

We mortals cannot do much except brooding over the fact why life is, the way it is. It is a constant struggle of experiencing the good and the bad. What all we find good we glorify and doom that's bad. And that becomes an endless journey of constantly switching from good to bad and vice-versa. There can never be any solution to this would of dual experience. We meet so many good people and bad. And the same people who is good in one situation goes bad in another. And so is with bad, who becomes a Messiah in another life situation. This becomes an endless experience and I am left wondering why life is the way it is. Neither do I choose to attach to the good ones nor be loaded by the bad ones. I choose to transcend the dual phenomenon and cannot get better word for liberation from this chain. I call it escapism, escape life, escape the situation of it. And be the bird that stops eating the sweet and the bitter fruit altogether and establishes in its own glory. We are helpless when tr...

The two banks; one being Life and another named Death. When standing on one bank, the other looks promising. The other bank is more visible, while the bank of life remains confusing. Both the banks are apparently alike. But we keep yearning for the other when in one. Sometimes the connecting river dries up, And we hardly notice that life and death has become all one. Do we move from life to death and vice-versa! Or remain unchanged; that's yet to be known It been my folly to have attachment or aversion for anything, When it's yet to be known if we ever lose or gain anything. Half the day is spent in slumber when the mind cease to exist. And so along with it all that was held to the mind. Whatever may happen all around, but unless it's fed to my mind, It's as good as nothing has ever happened. If Death is that we experience when in deep sleep, Then how less the time I spent living, And that short span of time seems so long, Filled with confusion, misery and illusion of j...

I leave behind some but find many many more. The faster I get used to new people and places. The faster I forget the old and the past. It's all in the mind and nothing is ever lost. Emotions are illusions and changes as fast as the weather. The world lives in the mind and the mind is unreliable and changeable. So often I felt that I cannot live without something and someone. But how unreliable this mind is, it can stick to trivial things. While forget the important ones. There are 7.9 billion people and species even more than that waiting for me. And I can never cover them in one life And it is insane to expect everything in one life. The one thing that's forever going to be the same; that's me, and not referring the mind in me. And I can only afford to realize my Self and never the multiplicity in this world. This world is an illusion and the nature of it is multiplicity, without any objective end. Tomorrow I will be lost and forgotten and that is so normal. If life itself...

The best and the lasting things in life happens. I can work towards something, but if I work for something That will not be ever fulfilling. That which happens considers the best and puts everything at its course And when I make an effort to make something happen, there will sometimes be resisting efforts made. Love, friendship, great work, eureka moments happens and can never be created. They wait for us and grabs up while our effort will always have chances to miss the target. There being many ways to reach the goal; but among them one path is there for sure which task us to lasting fulfilment And that path happens and we can never anticipate perfectly that path. This being the reason why patience is so much valued and expectation is a detractor. And every time I try to act it will not last long. And it can happen when I have lost myself but something else is waiting to find me. We get the most when we expect none and always fall short otherwise. .......

When being sweet and pleasing others, know that there is some hidden selfish desire. This being the reason why politicians and businessman never show their anger and always smiling But they belong to the category of bastards of highest grade. Truth is harsh and one who lives in Truth will find it intolerable to accept the clumsiness of life. Next time, when angry check if it is out of aversion or out of unacceptance of pretense and falsity. That being the reason when we are in our natural state of being, we get moody. So practise to be alone since the world do not owe my mood. When needed to be in this world, try to act good, fake though. But know for sure that cannot last for long as this world and it's people will get intolerable. Switch to my natural state of Being, where there is no scope for falsity and pretense.

There no longer remains need to express anything, particularly in words. Reasoning and expression gets obsolete. There can never be words, expressions that can express the experience of realization. You will find such Being fumbling in words as he struggles to find the apt word. That he actually will never find one. I get kicked or doomed or condemned for anything. It just matters not to me. When I realized all is an illusion, why do I even bother about illusion. It's like a salesmen trying to sell me a fake thing and I am aware of it. He says it's a real and good item, but I know it is fake. I may buy it though not needing it but to keep him happy or ignore it; nothing matters at all. If you find someone, working hard to explain, reason, talk and talk. Know for sure, he is far from the state of realization, how hard he may claim to be. If you find one such person who is realized, you would say he does not belong to this world. He will be like a strong tree whose branches are f...

I cannot try to but fall in love when I feel incomplete Ego creates such an illusion that I feel I am strong, independent despite not being so. Seems, none is complete with all the qualities that can help keep going in life. First I fell in love with her, it was because I found her to be so helpless. I wanted to give her my lap, my shoulder and protect her. We unite and become one when one fills the other and then we no longer remain separate from each other. She was the best, but never knew about it and I was her eye. I wanted to protect her from the illusions of this world. We now fear to fall in love fearing risking our freedom. But what is the use of that freedom that frees me from everything but traps me to my ego, And I am not even aware of it and neither willing to admit otherwise. Ego make me appear strong in front of the world but extremely weak for myself. Love so much needs self-surrender, giving up oneself for the lover. To the extent of giving up the lover physically for h...

I lost some or moved apart and then I found some new; apparently better. This attachment is momentary and so illusory. If I feel pain for loss of a person, there are 7.9 billion people on this planet. If I feel pain for loss of a place, this life isn't enough to cover the whole of earth. If I feel pain for loss from a species; be it my pet, 8.7 million of them are still remaining. Get that knowledge through which all can be known. Get that vision through which all can be seem. Story though, but isn't the story of Romeo and Juliet such a hype. Romeo could face up with uncountable Juliet if he had looked for And so is with Juliet. The nature of this earth is based on multiplicity. So never be in ignorance by attaching to one. Go beyond the individual, particular and the specifics Love, beauty, humanity, friendship, ideas, knowledge, creativity is unbounded and transcends them all.

As a child, I never felt the need to respond or talk or argue. It didn't matter if I was put down or inability to articulate and talk. The eyes were the only means of expression; cry or laugh it appeared in the eyes. Even got rejected from school that needed loud mouth but it didn't matter me at all. All mocked me for not expressing verbally; but I never felt need for it And with years of education I now find it difficult to handle myself. I seem to know everything and become so argumentative. Surprisingly I can talk about something I have no clue about. How much blessing ignorance is as much as knowledge. When the Self is realized at least apparently, there remains no need or desire to talk. Been put to my mind that I am what I talk or present. But that's so absolutely wrong; I so well feel so and that's real too. Talk, Talk, Talk! It has caused and causing so much damage. And it never ends and drags down deep into illusion The lips and heart have so often gone out of ...

  If Expectation > 0; I will always remain unhappy Reasons: I can never or always have all my expectations met Approach: Do everything to my best without any expectation so that I am neither happy nor sad If Expectation = 0; I will not do anything in return. When my happiness is not bound to the return I get, I will neither be happy or unhappy through the gain or loss Approach: This is the ideal way . Do everything to my best without any expectation so that I am neither happy nor sad

Anything that disturbs the mind, ignorance about it sustains to Bliss. It is impossible for me to have knowledge about something and not act or be acted upon Be it distractions or even of happiness, both disturbs the mind. Keep going and be oblivious of cause, effect and so on. Anything introduced to the mind, for sure it will act or react. I choose what my mind needs and does not need to know. The best, rightful things, let not my mind be even aware. It will push pros, cons, analysis, conclusions. Just do it, spontaneously, giving no space for the mind to act.

What we call and see as best normally isn't the one. The best is in the unspoken, unseen, unheard,... The diamond will always remain hidden unless manually extracted. Have see the best among people have no desire to express, share or display. While some, preach desire less but deeply attached to exposure. To be seen, heard, known,.... The best of the scientist, practitioner, performer, man of knowledge Will have no yearning for external validation. Trust me, when the Self is realized, not remains to be spoken, heard, seen, attained... A quick litmus test to check the level of realization of someone. Is to note if he attempts to be heard, see, to explain, to advise, to reason. All these nullifies for a self-realized person. As he has seen That eye, through which the eyes see, As he has heard That ear, through which the ear hears and so on.... Never trust words, either of mine or of anyone. Anybody can claim to be anything. Few times I met some who are so good. But they are so lost i...

When alone, my seeking always directed me towards the best. It cannot get satisfied with anything better And the seeking never stops till I find something I can settle with. While they ask to seek good company, but I have not always been lucky. I get conditioned by the company and I adopt some bad along with many good. While my pure Self rejects all that's bad and cannot connect with. A company becomes a habit and I start overlooking some of its bad. While alone, my heart seeks for the undefined, unlimited. But the mind, particularly in company gets limited and conditioned. While good company is needed when I am fallen. But when I have realized my purpose, my real Self, best is to walk out from any company or crowd. There can be no better and reliable guide than myself. Only if I know how and what to hear and comprehend. How good I feel struggling towards betterment when I am alone. All that I seek, is all within me and can start and end in me

He is best at his skill and art. He enjoyed the best with himself and that brought the best out of him. He was noticed by the world. Now he started performing the same, but for the world. He often forgot himself. But the world changes, people and their liking change. None or anything in me will be liked or hated forever. Gradually all started departing and I found my base shattered. The base was the external world which is changeable, that I never knew. But I forgot myself so much at times of gaiety that now I am not able to accept myself. But days and months passed and then I realized my real Self. Who powered me at times of gloom and never would leave me not can I leave it. I realized all change and never would I forget myself I will paint, write, sing, play and do all the best for myself. In a way making everything feel obsolete. Nothing having existence except me with myself. Never would I stop cheering and supporting myself. Nor will it leave me nor can I leave it All these time, ...

When I treat life as a way, I live life the The Guerilla way. Fight the enemy outside and also the one within. So there is no escape from the war irrespectively. This life being an illusion, I have no yearning for it. Or will make any effort to hold on to it. The starting point is that I embrace death whichever way it comes. Never and ever seek mercy for life as that's a bad bad deal. Be alone and know I am my sole friend. Real men do not need friends or depend on one. When there is no clinging to life why to depend on anything for any gain. Be a master of solitude; needing none while living the best moments in it. Life is an illusion and so are words. Never engage in talks, specially to women and fools. I can never win the war of talk with them and return will be inescapable. Keep no friends merely for support as that's the nature of female folks and gays. A man comes alone and he leaves this life alone. I will give up anything anytime with any needed effort. There is nothing ...

Hey Me! Just shut up and keep the balls rolling None is interested in the ugly sound that comes out of this mouth. Whatever be the feat, just shut up; If I speak, sooner will I be caught to be a bozo And if delayed, will definitely be known to be a bozo, but a little later. There is already too much noise and when I hate it, why not keep the mouth shut And not puke out opinions, advices, tips, tricks, criticisms. There are billions on this this earth and let's not add up to the noise. If one thing that I want to be and make me kinda like myself. Just shut up and get the balls rolling rather than the tongue. And if I feel tempted to speak. Write a poem just like this that none will ever read

We get happy when we get something. But everything in this world has something better that it. So once we get something, we desire for the better of it. And now what we have becomes a cause of suffocation that we worked so hard to get. Surprisingly none of us notice, that often we have what we aspire for. But when we get it we do not recognize its presence And so we remain unhappy again. That's why it's often said that we have something when it's taken off from us. Since our object of yearning is reset and we start working for to get. What we have lost and when we gain it again, feel it was not worthy for so much struggle. So happiness through object gain or anything in this relative world will always remain a myth. And unless I realize I will forever continue to suffer. Since the seller will always know that I will get lured by anything that appears better. Or make me feel that others have better than what I have. And I will again get unhappy unless I know there is no happ...

How often I heard say; do something that it would silence all. When you perform and hear claps and applause; know that you haven't done the best. Talks are fake and are either to please or condemn. But when you perform and all get silent and lost, know that the job is done. The bomb is dead silent, but when it explodes, it leaves nothing. A master artist will never teach since that is for those who have stopped enjoying performing. The best in the world are performers and when of no avail they teach. Harsh but it's a Truth. The best discoverer, inventor, scientist is unskilled at speaking and expressing. While the speaker can talk about anything without actually realizing it. The loudest noise is heard because of the silence preceding and following it. When I have some realization, no words is enough to express it well. And when I am talking and expressing, it will always remain far from the Truth.

I loved her and she had to say me one big thing. Laughingly that I destroyed her, left her to nothing with no trace of remorse. That was how much we love each other. How well Love and Self-annihilation goes hand in hand. Who gets annihilated and why is the lover left to nothing. It is the individual Self or the ego connected to the world that gets destroyed. And how we are ready to unite even if no desires are fulfilled. Desires are connected with this world but love transcends it all. It leaves no differentiation as I start seeing something of her in everyone. But why it still fails, so often if not always. So long we love only the person; but we are subject to and at the mercy of this world. But a person can fail, but never the love. Lucky are those who loved even though it failed and caused pain. Rather than those who never loved or want to love because of calculation and fear of ego-annihilation. Or fear of surrendering or losing one's say. What's the use of all these when ...

He was sometimes happy and sang merrily, lost in his world. He was sometimes sad and sang painful song and lost in his world. Some noticed him and followed him and stealthily listened to him. Lest he sees them and stops singing with switch in his mood. Now I pull all the audience to listen and watch me. Create a sad or happy mood depending on the audience. I follow the audience and perform for them and not for me. While earlier I was followed when I sang in my happy, sad or pensive mood. How things got so fake, manufacturing emotions and mood. And we continue to love to live in it. Never would such song be soulful. A bird stops feeding when watched So is a man, who fakes to sing when watched. And we man got so good at faking that we rarely know who we actually are.

A path immensely painful as I must drop off all that lures me. Truth and pursuit of it is the nutrient and that can only sustain me. This world is illusory and now it is time to give it up. This is also a path of excellence. And if I move with rightful intent, I will get completely alone. All will abandon and none would join. But that will root out expectation and there is nothing left to realise. When I am detached, desireless and aversionless. It will take deathly patience but it is so worthy to pursue. Me only by myself and I am the only world that exists. I choose to tread that path knowing well. That I may fail and not even well prepared for it. But what to do, there is no other way. A harsh truth much fulfilling than a sweet lie. And this world is an illusion, And the earlier I escape from it, the better it is. I agree that it will be painful, requiring immense patience. And I choose to tread this path, knowing there isn't any Failure is almost guaranteed in this path for May...

I see someone often even though how dull she is. But I say I fell in love, but it must be that I got used her. Love is self-sustaining and humans are subject to change So aren't we humans unworthy of love. Call it care, sympathy, desire; but never confuse it with love. Why then I fall in love with the prettiest girls, But lest care if I fall unworthy of her, while ignoring that she is too precious. Human infatuation is like recipe; it can sustain only when changed too often. And why infatuation do not last beyond two years. And none will admit, even it they stay together that it's not love. But some kind or dependency or a habit. We have a lot a habit we seem to undermine the ugly part of it. We start loving eating pig while it is such a shittiest animal. There is nothing more real than I am at least for myself. So never objectify love as it is for sure to fail. Who knows if your lover dies too soon when love is still raw. It is absolutely rare for anyone to not hunt for anothe...

He be a king or whatever, but not in real unless he is controlled by his mind. This world being an illusion and the mind is must be it's one and only actor. It can put anything weird and absurd and keep me rolling. It feeds on duality, relativity and all that defines change. It must already be having enough of junk with it. Knowing that it feeds through the sense organs. I can and will decide what it can feed on. And then lets see if it acts wise thereafter. Nullify this mind, and there is nothing I can expect. If this bears pain, that is worth millions of joy. It is known to be impossible to feed it with something wrong And then trying to tame it. I choose to control the exposure of my attention which I have the power. So that I use my mind for my use and not the mind when I least need it. Let's give it a try if I can exist completely without it. And I cannot be smarter if I continue to watch my mind and it behavior. I can then act against or on or tune the system that gives m...

If you do not kill the animals, animals will kill you. If people keep quiet, govt. will exploit people. And if govt or ruler keeps quiet and weak, there will be chaos against the ruler If the poor do not attack the rich the rich will exploit the poor. If a partner let the other take him for a ride, that will never stop still he is also balanced in strength. If the rich do not save themselves, the poor will rip off the rich. There can be no justification for polarization or sidelining with group or people or organization. If socialism, capitalism, feminism, communism and all the other isms do not get into action The opposite of it will exploit them, but they are themselves doing the same. Why can't we have an answer for that why we are in this type of system. But one thing is for quite sure. One who starts the devilish act; the same will be applied on him. A robber makes a weak strong by attacking him so often and sharing him his skill That the robber will be attacked the same way h...

He is best at something with no desire or interest to talk about it or be known He is inclined to no one, nor any anger But when angry all laugh at him while all fear his intention when he smiles. He is oblivious of that which distracts and angers all. While he gets angry at the most insignificant thing. Nothing matters to him, he expects nothing from anything or anyone You give him what he needs, but he bothers not to please You do not give him what he needs, he has no sign of anger, frown or aversion He never has any experiences and never feels to talk about it He has no interest in talking about something he knows He wins the battle and disappears He loses the battle and stays back without caring if he be killed or of condemnation None can lure him to life or scare him of anything, disease or death. He never begs for anything, never for his life. He never chooses, takes what may come though he has it all to earn it. He never acts life, never will you see him acting good or care to b...

Shut off the light, the sound, the feelings. Shut off the senses that receives it Open the eyes if the mind waits when eyes are closed Wait till the world, body, mind and everything cease to exist The Sun lights up but it cease to exist for me When all cease to exist and I am conscious of my pure existence All exist by It and through it. Then do I say that I have realized who I am When there is no mind, all the relative dissolves No consciousness of time, past or future I am in the darkest cave but still realize my existence and conscious of it or ..... No It, no That, nothing remains. All wait to be noticed by my consciousness, but I can choose it Am I That, that lights it up all Then I am not so trivial as I thought me to be The world exist and doesn't at my whims I am the Existence-Knowledge-Bliss; the Realization, the knowledge of my Pure existence gives me Bliss. There can be nothing more real and absolute than This The body sheds off, mind gets nullified but I do not cease to...

 Oh God! Did man make you or you made him. Anything man makes, man has to go to him. A man made robot and must go to it to execute on his commands. A robot can never do anything unless a man makes a man to do so. So is with everything that man has made. Are you one of that kind, made by man and so never seen. Else you must have frequented me, irritated me like all mortals. I am a man, and fear too and so I do not conclude with this man-made idea. Since if you make a plan to visit me and question me on this poem. I am not sure how to face you, not even sure how you would look and be dressed.

Why do you call for freedom to wear what you like. Men are vulnerable to carnal desire and you know it well. You want to be seen and noticed, not necessarily directly though. But none can advise you on that; it's not right to expose yourself in the crowd. Men are weak and children too and why don't you help them here. While you fume when asked to dress anything, but not expose your body. You blame men and their character too. How would you feel when your friend walks in, With skin exposed towards your brother or your partner. Something must be real wrong with you, if you do not call her a bitch. You know he is weak in that area and she must have taken some care. They call women an agency of illusion. Be in your best form as a mother while private to one whom you can decide. Men are weak in this area and even the oldest men with family and holy men fall prey to your skin. While you seek freedom, but you trap others to their objects of desire. You aren't real women unless you...

How foolishly I could not understand the beauty of Sadness. I feel sad when I have no hope or desire left as none could be met. Isn't this what all been yearning for; the state of natural detachment and desireless. Hope and desire go hand in hand. And when sad I can l look forward to nothing and none. And this is the only chance I am left only with myself. And nothing can get more real than this. When the world cease to exist or make any sense. This isn't a small thing, even happiness could not give that. I embrace the grief and sorrow that helps realise the fleeting nature of this world. Happiness brings with it ego and illusion. And I do not agree less, ego makes me so ugly and foolish how handsome I could be. Celebrate sadness and harshness of life. They teach and help realize more than anything else could do.

One thing that's been always by my side. It's you, my cigarette. Real men are rare and I always felt it's only those who smoke. Many I inherited from Baba, and this too is one. The charm in him was reflected; he with his smoking pipe Many say it's bad, but this is one thing I never would like to leave. In good and bad, you always powered me. You burn out, but why you are so dependable. In the dark wild I feel so strong when you are there. I left you so many times but keep coming back to you again and again. You kill, but I do not think you are as bad as this world. Let's see how long we stay together or you push me to my deathbed. That should be ok, I will have atleast someone always by my side The girl I ever loved, when she asked me to quit you. I told her, I love you but spare me from choosing between you and my cigarette

How attractive is the damsel rarely seen and never heard. How attractive is the toddler playing all alone with its feet and toes. How attractive is the one oblivious of the world How attractive is the deep and virgin wild and woods. How attractive is the music with no words and open to infinite interpretations. How attractive is the man deeply absorbed in his Self. How attractive is the love that does it all but no words ever needed for its expression. How attractive is the damsel silence of envy and her feeling of insecurity. How attractive it is to find me all by myself and walking in the woods. How attractive are the days passed in solitude and no contact with human. How attractive it is to be lying on the bed and reading a book in the wee hours of the night. How attractive it is to have my phone stolen and never to be traced. How attractive it is to get cut off from the society and left to nature's whims. How attractive it is to get lost forever and never finding my way back. H...

I ask myself, if not apparently happy, why do I not look gloomy and sad. I have realized this world has nothing to offer  All will lose it, the more they have and hold on to it, the more they will have to cry. I wasn't genuinely happier when I had not much, but envy was deep within. But now it's quite real as it just do not bother me what the world has to and not to offer  And I have expected to expect nothing out of it. I laugh at my self-asserted joy when I have so less; both people and asset. And ask how can I be happy and fearless too. I am happy since I have no yearning for life; nor fear of loss, disease, injury and death. I ask myself why I not look forward for anything externally. I say, man may have created the concept of God as he could not rely enough on himself. And I have realized, no God or any can help or guide me except myself. I am my God, I am my friend and foe too. All will be with me when I am of some value. But I have to and so will be with myself irrespec...

 A man is meant to die in the war; be it war of life. A man is not a man till he has any yearning left for life. None can lure him to compromise just for the sake of his life. He isn't made to live a life of comfort; with meals served regular and on time. He remains oblivious of all the change around him. Be it; everything swept off his life. Reason being; he is a man, all can come and all can go at his whims. A real man needs no shoulder to lean on. He knows this isn't an easy life and nothing to be expected. Friends come and go; but he cries or yearns for none. And never does he leave anything, be it his mates; lured by a woman. A man is not meant to shed tears. He is to live in blood and sweat. He waits for expects nothing or attaches to anything. He creates whatever he has left behind. He smokes his pipe and whiz of the dead, but never cries. He knows life is unforgiving; and it's the muscles and action that all matters He does not live old just to eat and sleep. If his...

Now I do not feel as bad, when I think of the girl I loved, but couldn't marry. Marriage is made into a business and love can never survive here. I loved her, was closer for 2 years, but I still remember her even now May be love wouldn't have survived, had we been married. Not her nor me to blame; she still remains the best in my life. Now I do not feel as bad for not making something I loved, into profession Business kills love, and I would have been sold along with my art Doing the same thing that sells again and again; for the sake of money Would have made my life so worse that I could not even acknowledge Good that I do not have much to my possession Though at times, I wish I had more But how less sorrowful I will be; as I will have so less to lose Sometimes when lonely, wish someone was right beside. But again feel safe to be with myself; lonely though. Worse than this is to be in crowds and even worse if some are morons. It does not take long to degrade others to my level...

Never say I want freedom from my tormentor You will escape from one, but get trapped by another. Never say you want freedom from life. How do you know that Death isn't a trap Your desires will always chase you wherever you are You aren't free till then. If you do not get something from someone. It will be a trap to try to get it from elsewhere Free you are, only when you have left no desire for anything. You aren't free till you are flawlessly detached. Freedom cannot mean to escape pain and be always happy That could be a trap that I will little know about. While there will be time when I am deprived of everything and in immense suffering But I a free from the influence of desire, temptation, indulgences. And never generalize that being free is to be always happy, Often seen insanes and the idiots appear happy; but are they really free! This isn't freedom if I run from one who does not meet my desire and go elsewhere. I still remain enslaved by desire. I am not free ti...

Who was there when left out by all. Who was there when I had to do it all on my own. Who was there when I had no support to expect. Who was there that pushed me stronger in the midst of turbulence. Who was there that made me win when no hope was left. With That with me always, isn't it insane to ever feel lonely. Isn't it insane to ever forget That and get trapped in the worldly affairs. When all would again be lost, which That helped me to gain I will again fall back to That Then why to ever feel lonely; I will always find me there for myself

Look man! See what you have done to yourself. Look! Why have you been left so lonely. You walk in the forest and seeing you, birds fly away The weak and the strong, flee knowing you as a Eater You cut trees to make bed, but snatch your shade away. Even your Creator must be left to wonder how dastardly you used your brain You keep family and friends only to meet your needs And effortlessly leave aside when no longer in use. You are living among billions but still feel alone And often left to die unnoticed; how big your feat been.

Celebrate those good "bad days" They aren't as bad as it seems to be Though hard, but they show the illusion of life. All leave you, and you are left to your own devices And none and nothing to look forward to None there who love me and nor any I could expect from. Happier the days, more the suffering they caused For I knew not, some were around for some use I could be of But that does not last too long And I am once again thrusted to live on my own devices. Reasons could be many, departed for some mistakes I made Some known and some I was quite not sure of But I love you, my good "Bad Days" When all are there with me only at my good times Why do I not surrender and be left to live on my own devices

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                                                                                            Jacqueline du Pré You have the wildly, gypsy beauty You are perfect but absolutely oblivious of that and never act to be one You are rough, you are unconventional, and that's what make me love you There is no struggle with life and you are hard to be described You are what, I still don't know When I see you, I do not feel like expressing you my love You do the best carelessly You never act, you never live, you never love You are life, you are love, you are .... You are one for whom I wrote the shortest poem But you mean so much for me

How oft do I see the devil in me act like a messiah; only when did I see others suffer While committing the same act of crime without acknowledging it How oft did I act good; while living exactly the opposite How oft did I act wise and loved to preach when my own beliefs and faith were shattered. How oft did I indulge in advising when I was far from living on those advices. I did it all when I was observing life, people, environment and felt not part of it. As long as the subject and the object is not separated and kept out of each other's influence Never can we know the nature of the object. Take it or don't, but I know my mind, body, intellect and its act when I treat it as  an object And act as an observer and not as a participant. Is this the way to escape the illusion of life and its influence on me. How well others could highlight my merits and my demerits too while theirs goes unnoticed in their own eyes. At times of despondency, oft I was uplifted by the weaker saying ...

 If someone replaces me, makes me redundant, exploits me because of the system I am in or bound to, fight not a battle within the system, but come out of the system to attack it or replace the system. And then make my system where all get drawn to it and my rule applies. But that is bound by Laws of Karma and soon I will also be replaced from the system. So replace the system I created before I am replaced or made redundant Lose trivial battles to win the War He is a real warrior who wins the battle even without participating in it or raising the gun The war of love is the most dangerous of all war. All voluntarily come to die while in the war of gun either you chase or be chased Let the biggest explosion happen in Silence and unaware Be one such that all feel it to be a privilege to be my servant. This is far superior than putting someone in bondages and when they are free they strike back a fatal blow War needs a Man. And a man has no friends and he is ready to live, die alone ef...

Law 1: Everything on this phenomenal world is constrained by  Name, Form--> dimension(length, volume,..) Time (It was that, It is this now, and it will be that then) Space (position with respect to another) Causation (Theory of Karma) All being changeable, change before the change changes me. Embrace the change effortlessly to dilute the shock due to change      Extension of Law 1: People and objects exist in billions and every increasing and multiplicative. So attach to none. It all ends. They are all bound by Name, form, time, space, causation. Extend its lifetime by living in Ideas, Principles, Love, Consciousness, Knowledge,.... and all that that's beyond the above limiting adjuncts. And they outlive any individual. That's why you/ I keep making friends, marrying,.... even after they leave or are dead The best things in life such as love, care, friendship, joy, peace, excellence, ..... when expressed gets limited by words and speech and dies Law 2: Opposites a...

When I live for food, for eating, or growing them or doing work only to nourish me I soon get hopeless; is it for food only that I am living for. Am I with this body only to process food; merely eat and excrete When I live for making many and new friends, relations I soon get hopeless; am I living only to be in a crowd. When I work, work, work and work; sometimes for others or for myself I soon get hopeless; where will work take me, or give me

When in glory, I need no God. But only when all self-effort is exhausted And when nothing seems to work, I make attempt to seek God.  Was God not needed when in good times; then it means men manufactured it based on his need. There being two types of preacher; One who says seek God and try to find Him He will fulfil all your desires and can nullify all your faults. While another type says; all is illusion. In one way rarely do we find that God who comes to fulfil the desires. And the other way says desires drags further to illusion. I choose to give up all desires; even for this life If I am not interested in my life and take life and death with equanimity. Why do I need That God at All; Or better say that why do I need something that's been manufactured by us men.

How many times I have fallen for the unworthy, not noticing the worthy. I have often got attached to the ugliest and the unworthy. In that state I was unmoved by the and those worthy around me. People get away and pretend to detach from people while they get attached to animals which are actually ugly and not as attractive as compared to people. Story: One folk gave up all and switched to solitude. There he got attached to the coming of a deer daily. When it stopped coming, he was disturbed. He effortlessly gave up all but now he is craving for a let's say, a deer. Attachment is definitely a source of sufferings and to detach from someone or something, attach to something else, preferably better in worldly nd measurable terms. If it works as per the current plan, then the attachment to A will fade out and switch to B. And it seems attention can be drawn towards only one thing. Keep trying this out forever, every time I suffer for attachment. While this will go one and may have to g...

I lost someone and life was expecting me to break down; I said to life; I knew it; nothing lasts in this phenomenal world. They hated me and I felt nothing in return; no aversion I said to life; you hate whom you love and I choose to ignore I was losing parts by parts of my body; and I felt not need for its upkeep I said to life; when the most beautiful also loses his/ her sheen Who am I then to long to that that's perishable When left abandoned; life laughed out at me I was fine; never expected that all will be forever As I cross forty; I live and expect to fall sick, perish and die in whatever form it may be I lived and welcome life and so will I welcome death But not impatiently; since life and death happens without us waiting for it Little that I had to or could do something for some But they must abandon me; they must move on and I too will It may make me cry but not suffer since old has to go and the new come. In my worst suffering, on my deathbed; nothing matters and nor am ...

In this world of duality, the more the joy, the more is the sorrow. I have stopped feeling jealous about others, those better than me, more successful than I am. If I can have have so much suffering with this little amount of accomplishment in life, how much more would those have whom I am jealous of. So jealously isn't manly.   An absolute way to bash my ego and self-importance: When I feel surrounded by people or some people, they see some value in me. So such happiness due to accomplishment of being surrounded by people is fake. When they see no value in me they will abandon me or when I am left alone, it means I am no longer of any value When I feel down for being alone, that means I am of no value to any. But take the joy in living a life where it is more real Aloneness is bliss. Reason being when others will be with me only when they see value in me and abandon me when they don't; then why do I need people at all. But be there for them since if I get so string with this ...

I am not bound by friends nor by enemies Nor by love or by aversion Nor to lovers or the haters Nor by family or by strangers Nor by belief or by disbelief Nor by praise or by condemnation Nor to name, form, time, space or causation Nor by life or by death Nor to health or to disease Nor to adversity or to prosperity Nor to my strengths or to my weaknesses Nor to past and posterity or to Now Nor to ego or to humility Nor to anything that I call mine or even that's not mine Nor to good or to bad Nor to right or to wrong But I am not free till I am bound by any of the known or yet-not-known forces of dualities