Guest guest Posted May 30, 2005 Report Share Posted May 30, 2005 Nisargadatta , Adithya K <adithya_comming> wrote: > > All poetry ... > just a figment of imagination ! > > Nothing there to really write about ... > Standing stones, descending lights ... > flying airplanes ... > > What is there ? > > Roses blooming from the soil, > Bees roaming, petals falling, > pollen spreading ... > > Cool water of the fountain, > clouds hanging ... > kids playing ... > > What more is there ...? > > ..... > ... > . > > Me watching ... > or, eyes watching ... > > me watching myself ... > emotions rising, fallings ... > > that kid's smile ... > that bird in water ... > that bird's flight ... > the blue sky ... > > Me watching ... > emotions rising ... > sometimes, utter emptiness ... > > lips perched ... > fingers bent, ...wrists slightly tingling > excess of " .... " > > heads bent on side, > as if heavily drunk, > half unconscious, yet alive, ...aware ... > > heart beating, ...unconcerned, unconnected ... > > What more is there ? > Walking back, ....feet wobbling ... ....unsure of steps, sometimes curvy, ....but, sometimes straight. No sense of body, yet walking ... Not sure of a thing, ....still talking ! Yes, that is me, ....a body wobbling ... Serene, blissful, orgasmic, ....yes all of those things. Yes, it sounds special, ....me the special. Me the blissful, me that happy, ... Yet, happiness is simply the end of me. .... .... When me is the misery is. Me is the misery, Tool of the universe doesn't toil. .... .... so, what is the other side ...?? .... .... The voice of my colleague, my friend ... sitting across the table ...talking to me ... disperse, disappear ... I can hardly understand, comprehend or hear ... I don't know where I am, ...whether my friend is talking to a wall, ....or is his voice disappearing in empty space ! But, I can hardly hear ... Am I drunk, asleep, unconscious, ....or have I simply disappeared ? ..... A wife yelling in the background, ....where the F* are you ? A daughter shouting, ....hey shanti, shanty, ...where are you ? ..... Creation of me, ...is the need of a `doer' . And, that brings the whole misery, the irritation, the pain, the anger, the grief. The beginning of body, ....is the beginning of pain. Beginning of me, is the beginning of body. And, I think, maybe ego, me, you and all its pain is just a social creation ! I create the dream, dream of me, my wife, my child, my country, my humanity, ....and, then the dream makes us toil. Without `personality', where is `responsibility' . Without a me, ....who is to take credit, who is to blame. Without a person, who will hold `personal' property ? Who will stake claim, ....on billion years old Land ? Who will accumulate, protect, fight and greed, ....and, who will complain and fret ? .. .... ...... Do you know Another way ? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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