Biography of Mohabeer Beeharry
I was born in Mauritius in 1937. I am married and have two children, one son and one daughter and two granddaughters. In 1964 I came to London to study law. I studied at the Lincoln's Inn. I also did B.ed(hons) . I love writing poems, mostly on philosophical and spiritual themes. Most of my poems come from intuitions obtained in meditation. I do not demand a lot from life. I am very satisfied with what I have. However it breaks my heart to see so much of blood shed and hypocrisy around the world. There is hardly any knowing who to trust. Still I love this humanity. There may be a little fire or storm going on here and there. But humanity is a glorious state of being.
God bless this humanity.
Mohabeer Beeharry's Works:
Book of poetry Songs of life
Mohabeer Beeharry Poems
He Was Born Free
He was born free a long time ago When his mind and body were young. He loved the village lanes And the busy market towns.
The Flower Of Your Heart
I brought a flower to him. The wise old man shook his head. Child, he said I made the trees and the flowers;
A Place For You To Rest
I cannot stop cursing myself For not giving you A better place To rest your head
A Touch Of Light
Let us for a moment Dare to hold our books to our hearts, Invoking some sincerity. Their wisdom is timeless
I celebrate the cosmos with its infinite Multitude of suns, moons, stars and planets. I celebrate the lovely and exuberant world With its blue sky, and oceans,
Which Side Of The Mirror?
I wonder what game we are playing with life. I am one And life is another. Life does not end, at any time
Dream Is Only Dream
At the top of a tree There was the last fruit, And it was rosy, luscious and tempting. I watched the tree,
Who knows what truth is? Do you? Do I know? I don't.
The Song Of The Mystic Song Bird
It sings. Ceaselessly. Night and day
I Salute You Artist
I salute you artist Who can bring my master home to me. Love they say has no language, And no time to bloom
Not all the stories That I have heard Will make me change my mind about you. The wise man says
I Need To Know
I have eyes, But I cannot see what I need to see. I have ears, I cannot hear what I need to hear.
Love Your Freedom
I am bird. Like all creatures I value my freedom.
On The Way Of Life
I have no battle to fight Nor victories or defeats, Anger or frustrations to collect. No wrong to vindicate.
I do not want to be remembered when I am gone.
If when I needed love and empathy,
I found hatred and hostility,
When I gave everything to make others happy,
I received false love in return.
Doors were shut on me,
Treated as stranger,
Left to find my own survival kit;
What then would I do with love or a statue