I exists.Is that enough?
Free choices are ridiculous.
Life is absurd but so is death.
“I think that I think”.
That I who knows this I is illusioned.
That which appears is only Truth.
ennui beholds the life.
Control it and there will be no difference in pleasure and grief.
Maya is Lila.See her eye to eye.
Faith is delusion. Ignorance is bliss.
follow instincts.
Void is a minor vice.
Aspire for eternal bliss.
Be timeless, space-less,faceless, ego-less,motionless, notion-less.
Beauty is in sadness
Everything that is beautiful comes to an end
Leaving an emptiness behind
Beauty if has a pride, becomes ugly
And with happiness is seldom tolerable
When it is obvious I could easily ignore
When I seek for it I find it perish
beauty lies in the realm of sadness
which is her eternal home.
Everything beautiful attracts its destruction
Anything beautiful is bound by time and space
No beauty is absolute and no perception is pure
Mind holds few images set by a parameter
Stare into the eyes of that which makes you sad
Let every moment of emptiness be filled with that
Compassion will percolate and beauty will emerge
Oh Buddha! is that not my path of salvation?
Vipin Behari
I am shrinking
universe is expanding
both are bound by nature
don’t ask me to fight
I have no weapon
and there is no limit to it
you may be synchronised
to me or to universe
I do not care
all I care is that
my whole existence
is shrinking
In all my lives,
The story was same
How does it matter
who was source of my grief.
Some mysteries remain unsolved
some I am afraid to solve
Lets Begin with Begining
If I could find one.
Time takes it toll
even if I am timeless
All that was once precious
has lost meaning.
I saw a piece of small white cloud,
Drifting in light blue sky,
And suddenly felt the same way.
It was purposely alone,
Wandering but not searching,
Learning new treks all the time,
By the wishes of winds.
There is no resistance,
No surrender
Nor any guilt or self-pity.
As if winds are blowing,
According to his wishes,
And not that he is drifting,
According to wishes of winds.
And shapes are changing all the time,
Every moment
Something new,
Never before,
Never after this moment.
Others see it as unstable,
But I know from deep within.
It’s always same.
Now I wish to rush, let wind be fast
Towards that huge cloud,
I am eager and excited,
The big cloud spreads its arm,
To embrace me,
And I lost my existence.
©vipingoyal
Ultimately it bloomed,
Oblivious of thorns,
And wilderness
That surrounded it.
It was not easy
To decide
To bloom or not to
It Longley contemplated,
All virtues and vices
That world is indifferent to.
The beauty that would be
Set up on waste
The beauty that may
Long for an entire life
An admirer.
So what’s the use
Just to make world
Little more beautiful
For such a short time.
Life was full of options
Even before its existence
One day a monk came
To settle on a nearby rock
Looked around and said
Here is place I can reach
Self-realization
That made it to decide
A valid reason to bloom.
©vipingoyal
For many centuries
I was in the womb of earth
Hot and molten
Till one day earth decided
To show me the world
It threw me out
And I kept on walking
Till I lost, all my strength
My energy and aggression
Melted and I became a solid
Rock.
The world around me
Is so beautiful
And now I know what I missed
For so many centuries.
I am a beautiful rock
As if God himself
Has chiseled me
Passers by like to relax on me
Children play hide and seek
All around me
Now there is grass at my bottom
And slowly I get weathered
May be as it took
Many centuries to become rock
One day I will be sand again
With the rainwater I will flow
To the depths of ocean.
©vipingoyal
I know only to flow
All the time ,round the year
From time immemorial
I like to change my style
And be appreciated for
Color of my water
In all shades of brown to blue
The music of my movement
Creates a magic
When I start my journey
From the foothill
I am slightly nervous
Slowly with each step
In right direction
I gain confidence
I do not know what happened
Just a moment before
I have already traveled
And that moment is now history
I wonder when I see
People talking about past
Or about future
They are so wise
But unable to understand
A simple fact of life.
©vipingoyal
Empty as I am
fill me with your pure love
up to the brim and overflowing
embedded love
having no boundries
till I cry out of joy
empty as I am
Empty as I am
be my angel of abundance
fill me with life
make me acceptable to
peace , love and happiness
as part of my life
empty as I am
Empty as I am
fill me with seeds of compassion
that may germinate in me
your presence manyfold times
many hearts beating as one
music that fulfills my soul
empty as I am
Empty as I am.
© vipingoyal
Are you sure
love is immortal
that we can love
with same intensity
always.
I want to believe you
but my heart refuses
let it take everyday
as a gift
for being with you.
If ever this warmth is lost
you would be glad if
I carry the cold dead weight
and die before death
and you sleep happily
in the arms of another.
©vipingoyal
I write poems in hindi and english.My poems are published in many magzines and one Hindi poetry collection" तेज धूप का सफ़र "has been published.
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