I
Behind Thy
mystic smile
A million
meanings lie;
Our feeble
reason too feeble to spy
As deep as
fertile flowing Nile;
Our mortal brains
stuffed with too many facts
Our raging
actions can’t unveil thy acts.
Our blunders
proudly we defend
Our faults
and lapses we never own
To
temptations vile we are easily prone;
Our misdeeds we never try to mend
Our mind is like a stray dog’s crooked tail;
We fall into old rut and easily fail.
We blame others and try to throw
The cause of our wrongs on others with ease
To gain our ends others we flatter to please
We hide our faults with smooth veneer-show;
We stick to our views with stubborn hold
No matter fair or foul, both young and old.
Man thinks he lives forever here
His mind becomes a restless, crazy beast
Prodding him to falter and act indiscreet;
Passions spring like weeds of anger and fear
We tend to think ourselves as wise and cool
Time treats us at last as short-sighted
fools.
We spend our time in chasing fame and
wealth
In perverted ways to gratify our lust and
greed
Time’s warnings we never care to heed
Our hasty pursuit exhausts our mind and
health
To be victims of diseases, stress and
strain;
To drag our days at last in despair and
disdain.
Power rolls like a tumbling stone
To grab power by any means, man stakes his
all
Bartering
and giving promises tall;
Once power lost, he seems a ruined castle
alone;
So many years he fought and harshly did he
rave
All his arrogance at last leads him to his
grave.
V I I
Man’s wish to keep himself forever young
and strong
Through potions and gels and surgical
ways;
Will not keep him against swift aging
days;
Our beauty-tips skin-deep will not last
long;
The graves of rich royal queens seem to
scoff
Our futile fight against time’s change
to stop.
The immense knowledge of which we feel
so proud
Solving unknown secrets of this universe;
Has not upgraded our nature sinking
worse
Our long-gathered wisdom vanishes like
a cloud;
Life spent in chasing flitting fire
soon ends
Life is full of sudden twists and crooked bends.
Though we defy death as our foe
Devising many means to cross that
abyss deep
Death wins at last to give us peaceful
sleep;
Peace from ever restless prodding woes
Peace from worldly worries and grievous maladies
Dark Mother, guiding us the way to joy and peace.
Time flows unseen like a subterranean stream
Our days dissolve like vapor without our notice;
Each moment precious before we cease
Our actions and thoughts shape our future dreams;
Get rid of worldly tensions and idle thoughts
Think of eternal being and ennoble your heart.
We can’t change time, but our outlook and thoughts.
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