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Friday, June 19, 2020

Treta Yuga was switched places with Dwapar

I bow to thee the god of times
for you know all the tales
of this species called mankind
and how it wins, how it fails

So this happened, as I was told,
in time of people good,
in the time of people old
who were living as they should

They called this time SatYuga
time where virtue still held
the place first in all saga,
to marr souls, all sins failed

The almighty Brahma, with his will
created one of the finest maiden
her beauty is unmatched still
swelled with pride, his grin widen.

Now Suras, Asuras, all alike,
queued up to be her suitor,
Bramha rejected all of Godlike,
for her daughter, he wanted better.


Ahilya, he named his girl,
found her match on the earth,
to dismay of all immortals,
this was a mere man by birth

This sage, whose name was Gautam,
was wise, was devout, now with lady divine
became an envy for years to come
for gods and demons all coveted his wife

So as always does the lord of lust,
Indra planned a sinful deceit,
he took the form of the sage first
and entered her bed, full of spite

But bestowed with divine power,
she could see through his facade,
Go away, said the Brahma's daughter
Indra confused started to plod

Before he could leave Gautam returned
from his prayers, saw Indra creeping out
His made him tremble with anger, he cursed
"Oh vain lord, of your loins no fruit will sprout"

The wise he was but still a man,
could not trust his wife's innocence.
blinded by seeming betrayal, this woman,
he felt should be punished for unfaithfulness

"Woman, you were heart is chaste no more,
it has turned to stone from gold,
your body should too, for this amour",
with malice, his words were cold.

"You should lie like this till third epoch,
Treta Yuga, the advent of Shri Ram,
When lord is on his way back,
only his blessing will bring you calm."

The anger recedes when words so harsh,
dissipate from mouth and heart.
He came to realize Indra's farce,
and in process his own fault.

He immediately regretted his mistrust,
and with guilt & his wife's love,
he summoned the lord of time of first
and then the true gods from above.

He cleansed his heart with own tears,
and made the time to bend to his will
for that moment, even universe fears,
he made the wheel of time come to still

He made the aeons change its path like bird
switched the second epoch with third.

So they say out of guilt and love,
Treta Yuga appeared before the Yoga Dwapar











Tuesday, April 21, 2020

Day Five - II

A sleepy day, today has been
and a dreamy one at that,
I dreamt a poem, a poem
the words for which I forgot,
But it's meaning stayed with me
I guess just so that
it an be told to you.
It was a tale of your visit
to our home, where you and me
made a beautiful we.
It was a tale of how my house
you visited and made it into
liveable home.
And in the same dream
I read your reply
(a benefit of loving
a poet, I guess)
Yes, I forgot the words for that too.
But the beauty and meaning,
both came from that reply,
and from you.

Monday, April 20, 2020

Day Four - II

The last night doesn't seem to over,
it keeps running in head in a loop,
things you said, things you did to me
seems to hold me, seems to set free
For that is nature of love, 
it's not binding
but it directs the course of our personality
It drives us to be 
better than what we are
just like the universe, 
I have always believed,
that's the path charted for universe
by it's nature to move, keep moving,
towards a better version of itself.
Your presence in my life
seems to be doing
exactly that for me.
Thank you, Beloved,
for today, yesterday
and tomorrow
you bring to me.

Sunday, April 19, 2020

Day Three - II

There are three bridges
which connect
my area to the city,
I will show you when
you are here,
each one, has a ghat,
You can walk up to
The water front and
Sit for hours,
I would love to hold
Your hand in mine,
When we are sitting there.
From past four days,
They have closed all of them
Each bridge has been
Paved with huge blockades
You can't even walk pass it.
From past four days,
I am living in an island,
Trapped, caged,
A cage which even doesn't exist.
How can one escape
From the cage, which doesn't exist?

Saturday, April 18, 2020

Day Two - II

If they ask, what is in that
girl which sets her apart.
I may answer the many things
or I may not not.
For what sets you apart from
rest of them all is not
they will understand
That thirst to quench and be quenched
on life, on love to the level
of insanity, to see the things for their
nature and purpose not the appearance
the pursuit of freedom to the point
where they call it madness.
All these things they won't understand.
If they ask, what is in that
girl which sets her apart.
I may answer the many things
or I may not not.