Path of a beggar

The desire to grow, desire to enrich my soul
Wanting to evolve sporitually and closer to the source
every souls life's purpose I am sure

The desire of wanting the change
or rather being the change
in the process helping others grow spiritually

Always giving generously and with full heart,
with a smile on my face, a reflection of my soul
Knowing as I give I am growing, gaining knowledge of the inner world

Little did I know that its just one side of the coin
the other side being receiving everything without any guilt

But something blocked that universal flow coming to me
As I sit wondering what it is and always complaining

Is that my past karmas or the ones from the present
Or is it that I'm not giving enough

As always I dwell into the silence for an answer
the universe showing me something not in balance

Giving is easy as it helps boost my pride
Oh yah there's growth, but it is that of the Ego

Generosity is good only when I balance it with receiving
and for me to receive I need to ask

The ego standing there like a prison wall
not allowing the flow of energy in and out

To realise myself I need to be a beggar
asking freely without any guilt

In the process shattering my pride
Here I am treading the path of a beggar.   

TIME

TIK TOK TIK TOK TIK TOK
I kept staring at the clock for the annoying sound it's making

Me in my bed yawning and stretching my hands
as though i am about to embrace the glimses of the morning sun coming through the partially opened window

TIK TOK TIK TOK TIK TOK
Irritated at the clock I yelled at it
soon to realise it is just a machine which keeps the time

The clock stood there silently reminding me
of the things that i have to do on time

This happens daily more like ritual
me staring at the clock as i get up

Sometimes wondering what are we but slaves of time
running behind time fearing our time is gonna lose

With a bit of hope that our time may come
a time of happiness and complete freedom
from the daily routine of running behind time trying to catch up

TIK TOK TIK TOK TIK TOK
Me in my bed yawning and stretching my hands
starting off with the daily routine like a ritual

Suddenly a thought came to me from a place where time cease to exist
i kept pondering over that thought in my mind for a while

What if time is nothing but our own imagination
created to enslave us by ourselves

As crazy as it sounded it made some sense
from that moment i knew time cease to exist

Breaking free from the chains of enslavement
Alas freedom from years of bondage

The time has come and it is in the NOW
Happiness and freedom shall be mine forever

TIK TOK TIK TOK TIK TOK
Me in my bed yawning and stretching my hands

smiling at the clock knowing no more a slave to the time
Embracing the morning sun coming through the open window

THE DEVIL IN ME

Oh there's a devil inside of me. ..
wantin to burst out with all its animal instincts..
So far i've managed to suppress the Devil..
For i wanted to be Good in the so called society...
But the Devil keeps comin back ..
Devil Oh Devil why don't you give up...?
Don't u know that I'm God's child nd one with God..
Then the Devil smiled nd said to me..
"What do you think I am?"...
Oh Devil my Dear Devil..
I'm sorry to have suppressed you for all these while..
I now realize that you are also God as there's nothin which is not GOD...
Oh my Dearest Devil now u taught me without evil there's no Good...
Good needs evil for it to be triumphant ...
Oh ma Devil u r the balancing force...
I no longer suppress you My Friend
As i now realize you are nothing but a part of WHO I AM...
I Love you as you r a part of me... And we are all one in GOD

LIFE

Why? Why? Why Am I Here?? ..
In this Earth, In this life...
Oh I've asked this question before..
A million times all throughout the eternity..
Some say i'm a mere mortal living in this physical plane..
Others say I'm the soul.. nd those who'd say I'm the Child of God
But when I asked THE MAN himself(Oh forgive my genderisation)
He replied "Thou art GOD himself ... "
I've been pondering this thought for a while now....
And confusion crippled me for the Blasphemy that I'm holding...
How can a mere mortal like me Be THE GOD..???
I put aside this thought and entered the mortal reality..
of pain and stress and HA the occasional joy..
Yet deep inside me, I've always asked...
Why? Why? Why Am I Here?? ..
In this Earth, In this life...
They say GOD gaveth life and God taketh Life..
God decides everything...
If that's the case, then what's the point of living??
Is this whole world and Life just a puppet show controlled by GOD?
Then another question popped up in ma mind...
Do I wanna be part of this show???
I guess a more important question 'll be ..
DO I HAVE A CHOICE???
Aren't I just trapped in this prison called LIFE..
With its limited resources and time..
OH ME.. WHAT AM I??? ...
Born in this earth, living my part as per my stars..
And suddenly the D day comes..
Where I have to end this life in a process called DEATH...
If everything is pre-written, Hell why do I even bother living?? ...
I guess I have to ask the puppet master, THE GOD himself...
Yet whenever I ask God, I feel like I'm asking myself....
Oh Maye is it that I AM GO in all his grateness???
Suddenly the light inside of me became brighter..
Oh i've always felt this light before..
It was with me all throughout eternity..
Or rather is it true that I am light itself
Oh now I know... I am God Herself
For there's nothing which is not GOD...
I am not just the puppet, I'm also the master...
I broke out of my imaginary prison..
I've now embrassed the freedom called LIFE.. .
Now i realize I was never born to be dead...
Now I know I'm pure life celebrating pure life with its endless choices..
Suddenly it appeared to me God is not a Dictator...
GOD is LIFE itself ..SHE is ME, YOU and EVERYTHING..
There's nothing which is not GOD,
As there's nothing which is not LIFE....
Why? Why? Why Am I Here ???
In this Earth, In this Life....
Oh the answer is simple..
I'm here to celebrate myself and
Help others celebrate their life....

Creation

Oh Blessed are we for we are the creators of our life..
Our life is the greatest masterpiece created by the master artist...
It is by creating that we are Celebrating GOD..

GOD being God cannot not be creative..
Oh What are we not but GOD manifested,
for there's nothing which is not GOD..

Oh GOD, I celebrate you by creating my life..
nd thus contributing my part in the macroscopic creation.

Oh GOD let your greatness be celebrated all throughout the creation...
Let everyone realize you through realizing themselves..

Oh Blessed are we for we are the creators of our life...
I LOVE YOU GOD ...........

On riding

Summer has come, its that time again
The scorching sun burning everything on its way.
People resorting to the comfort of their homes, hiding from the fury of the sun.
But i had something different in mind.
The time has come for me to be free, embracing the sun in all its glory.
Riding high through the open highways
Making love to my motorcycle
With the thumping music coming from the long exhaust,
Vibration of the engine between my legs.
Reflection of the sun on the chrome
partially blinding my vision, makin the ride more thrilling.
As i ride along with my bike
Embracing nature in all her extremes.
The more i let the sun feel me,
The more i felt at ease.
Though sweating like a pig under the leather jacket,
My soul was at peace and at ease.
I hit the hills not to escape the sun,
But wanting to ride on a different terrain.
Oh beautiful twisties with amazing tarmac,
surrounded by green beds and open sky
any bikers dream route i am sure.
As and when i was riding the hills,
Mother nature blessed me with yet another extreme.
Cold wind hitting my face as i was riding high,
Thick fog blinding my vision, making the ride more thrilling.
Feeling like riding or rather flying high up in the sky
As i ride along with my bike
embracing nature in all her beauty
I thought to myself the things people at home are missing.
Nature showing me both hell nd heaven,
all in a days ride.
And i continue riding along with nature,
Learning nd experiencing everything she has to offer

That moment of silence

Blood rising, anger turning into rage;
A state where the emotion controling the body.

The mind about to explode, like an untamed wild elephant;

Wanting to crush everything, wanting to kill everything and anything on the way.

The earth trembling under the feet,
Its about time the rage turns into a tornado
of destruction and complete annihilation

As and when this soul was giving in to the rage,
A drop of silence came from nowhere.

Though a drop, in that silence subsided the explosion.
The silence slowly grew, consuming everything in the process, even the mind.

Like a tornado needing air for its survival,
The rage needs mind for its existence.

Suddenly everything seemed so peaceful and calm,
Like a serene beach with gentle breeze.

Experiencing the ecstacy of the mindless being,
Thanking that single drop of silence....