Cottage of Love

I have soared the skies of love
In your blessed company

I have sunk to the deepest depths of agony
In even a moment's seperation from you

The sane people of the town do not understand
The waxing and waning of a lover's heart

None but I can understand this pain
My heart cries tears like rain

Thorniest are the paths the lovers take
To hold the beloved in their arms

However painful the path, the drunkard does not care
He would go to any lengths to lose his sobriety

Stay by me and soothe my aching heart
For all other medicines are sold by quacks

For your sake I drowned my capriciousness in the sea
And built the cottage of love in my heart for you to stay

Afraid!

I was afraid of heights when I looked down from the mountains
I was afraid of the roaring  stream lest it take me to the deep abyss

But since I attained the Treasure Trove of your company
I fear even a minute's separation from you

Each and every second away from you feels 
Like the painful blows of a Blacksmith's hammer

Each and every moment spent in your arms
Acts like a healing balm soothing me back to health

Poets have always lost their sobriety when in love
And have sung painful ballads for their beloved

Who can understand this pain but myself
As I traverse the thorny road to your blessed company

I have driven away the false pretenses and prejudices in my heart
To build a palatial mansion of pure love for you to reside in!

Long tortuous route

A long tortuous route I took
After falling head over heals in love

Blows aplenty I received from the
Serrated arrows of attachment and love

The ego reared it's ugly head at times
To deliver blows of it's own 

Pain and heartache combined with strife 
This seemed to be my lot in life

And yet overpowering all this is an infinite love
Your  presence acts like a healing balm to every wound

I would weather a million such storms 
To be with you eternally.

As the lover waits

As the lover waits with bated breath looking listlessly about
Waiting to hear from his beloved
The tortuous route he takes through longing and separation
The path seems strewn with a million thorns
But endure the lover must too feel the warm embrace of the beloved
After crossing hill and dale and dark labyrinths
I finally see the light of a million lamps..
Momentarily  blinded I am aware of the sweet fragrance wafting throughout
And on opening my eyes I see I am in the beloved ' s presence
Long gone are the scars of separation
Healed are the wounds of longing
When I am in the beloved ' s embrace

What do others know?

As I was moving through a dark labyrinth
you rose in the night sky like a bright moon..
You sent your cool white rays
to help me walk towards you
I climbed abroad and ran towards you..
culminating in the highest ecstasy
People might mistake me for a drunk intoxicated on wine..
But what do others know what your love can do to me 

Working from the realm of God

Many a days have I spent reading history books. Many a days have I spent being infuriated with some people at the atrocities perpetuated by them. This anger in me, and the atrocities perpetuated by them stems from the same ego. A religion or an ideology can take you to heaven or take you to the depths of hell. This hell or heaven can be on the earthly plane of existence or in many of the causal or subtle worlds.

While I think it is a good thing to know what is happening in the world around you and to what happened to our ancestors in the past, it can be detrimental to oneself if one gets struck in the mire of negative emotions like anger, greed, jealousy etc etc. These contribute tremendously to stress. Someone told me something and it did not fit my image of myself. This naturally upsets me. This 'image' of myself is the ego. Most often, the person who makes the remark might have made it from this same ego centric plane and our response to it might come from the same plane. This certainly is the leading cause of all the conflicts in the world. A lot of our problems and stresses in life are self created. If these are not held in check they can certainly lead to physical ailments. In a way I guess ailments are bodily feedback mechanisms, telling you to stop doing whatever you are doing wrong. Focusing on negative emotions, finding faults with others and ourselves, not being in the present moment.

If on the contrary we can reach a stage called that of the "Sthithapragna" by Lord Krishna in the Bhagavat Gita, we can respond to any unpleasant situations from a higher plane which is the non-ego plane or the realm of the self (God). From here, all our actions will be more natural, more practical and logical. So contrary to what many people say, it is a good thing to go into your inner sanctum and stay there and draw the breath of God.

My Liege

I left home seeking world conquest
I wanted to become rich and famous

I went to one rich city after another
I was dazzled by the wares of the merchants

I spent considerable time haggling with the merchants
Trying to buy articles I really did not need

On the way I saw the emperor of the Universe
In the guise of a beggar seeking alms

I was enamored by the face and sought his help
He took me back home and asked me to sit quiet

In exchange for 2 coins he gave me the world

I wanted to sing of my beloved and share my wealth

"Sit still" said my liege, "speak only if required!"

I sat still drinking the intoxicating rays of the moon

I ran out unrestrained to the point

Where the starry heavens kissed the earth

And I whirled and danced like the galaxies and star dust

Much to the consternation of the merchants of the city

"Which drink has intoxicated this rogue?" they asked

The wine of my beloved's presence I replied!