Osho (For Osho, Acharya Rajneesh) Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Osho, were you
A charlatan
Or a hypnotist
Or a yogi,
Say,
Say you,
Who,
Who were you,
Osho?

Osho,
Osho, say,
Say you,
Who you are,
A yogi,
Sadhu
Or guru,
A spiritual guru
Or a sex guru?

If a sex guru,
Let us
Take it for,
Osho,
What
In your philosophy,
What
In your
Teaching,
Preaching,
Osho?

Was it
Sambhoga to samadhi,
Was it, was it,
Osho,
Sambhoga to Samadhi,
Sex to bliss,
Delight to consummation
To deliverance,
Nirvana,
Moksha,
Osho?

Osho,
Where your
Meditational centre,
Where your
Buddha Grove,
Where your bedroom
Full of Rajneeshite
Nuns,
Mod girls in rudrakhas.
Osho,
Weren't you sexual,
Not a yogi,
But a bhogi,
Say you?

Were you not,
Say you,
A sex master,
A sex guru,
Say you,
The master of sex,
The guru of sex,
Osho,
One
In the company of
So many girls,
Just for bhoga,
Satisfaction,
Osho?

Osho,
You were not
A guru,
Not a yogi,
But a false yogi,
A fraud babaji,
A pretender,
A false sadhu were
You, Osho,
A sexist
Mad after sex,
Madly in love
With disciples,
An immoral one,
Isn't, isn't it,
Osho?