sundaram chandrakalaadhar

Rookie - 52 Points (30.07.1945 / vaththalagundu, tamilnaadu, india)

Crowded By Thousands Of Forms Of Gods - Poem by sundaram chandrakalaadhar

crowded by thousands of forms of gods,

each hovering over my head in mad circles,

yes, i have lost my meditation and devotion;

my lips cry for a god

and my heart seeks another

and my intellect runs after another;

i am at a loss to determine which of this pantheon

may rush for my help in my hour of distress;

confusion stirs me to stupidity and turbidity-

i politely send them all away

and i think of the one god

who has no face, no trunk

but only two feet for me to grab on

and hold them on to my chest;

i am in terrible fears to lift my head up

lest i may see a body or a face;

for i know with only his feet in vision

i reach my nameless and formless god

in seconds of my submerging into meditation!



- s.chandra kalaadhar


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, March 30, 2013


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