Kuldipsinh Jadeja

Kuldipsinh Jadeja Poems

I want not to rule over this world,
Nor I want garments purled.
Neither I want stars and moon,
Nor I want to be tycoon.
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Blossomed the delicate buds of inspiration
by the sprinkle from drizzling sky.
Poet's spirit swirled like the whirlpool
and brought him kingdom of imagination.
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Words of greatest bard would always shy
That could never suffice,
Describing delicate buds of rare type.
Covering those pearls white
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Trust in love, but a vessel full of milk,
Just a drop of sour lime,
Or any drop of sourish type,
Will result in the same,
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Solitude brought me a world of my own,
Where I met myself silently.
Ears deafened and blind eyes,
Gave a chance to those inward ones.
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6.

Why! Such chaos in THY realm pious
Created like a garden fantabulous
But now!
The waste land of miserables,
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Healer is within, and ailer is within,
within is the hell and heaven too within.
Therefore, nothing can ail,
nothing can even heal.
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Surcease! Surcease! O youth! This carnage;
Such cruelty's inapt;
For the world's a monastery of a sage.
Birds, flowers, climbers, brooks and trees,
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Let me narrate an event,
Of ataraxia after ailment.
World was in slumber profound,
Solitude! Soul tormented found.
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Howling wind of recession
Frightens all
With his cold and dry nature.
Drying all moisture of
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O Supreme, heal my wounds with touch divine,
Throw your light, and make me shine.
Take me to realm of your choice,
I won't complain, nor will I resist.
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12.

Alone I was and alone I am,
Alone I am destined to remain.
The Supreme Being, being my comrade,
I need no mortal to be happy and glad.
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Bless Me

I want not to rule over this world,
Nor I want garments purled.
Neither I want stars and moon,
Nor I want to be tycoon.
For drain of desires an endless one,
Drain and drain, forever if I drain,
How so ever I do; will never be done.
Though I want; will never refrain.
O Lord, Bless me with
Flow of the light, white and bright,
A Flux from the well inverted,
That I have been waiting for
Like a Jacobin cuckoo waiting for the first drizzle,
And let me dance like a peacock in the first mizzle,
Bearing light sprinkle of your grace on my spread feathers,
Let me quench my eternal thirst and let my soul twiddle.

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