Four (And A Half) Poems On Nothing Poem by Souren Mondal

You think once
sober
You think once
drunk

And you think the third time past the hangover
at nine o'clock in the morning

In between
nothing has happened


(1)

IN VINO VERITAS

(A)

The night of the last Christmas
He lied that he was with nobody

He was with himself
thinking about what lies behind the ultimate truth

Is there any such thing? ?

He thought and thought
and then drank eight shots
of tequila
in seven minutes

The blood and mind
both got corrupted in a few minutes

And he went back to his daydream
of an encounter with a being who had the answers of his most profound questions....


[BY VIRTUE HIS GUIDE WAS A WOMAN]

'Why me? ? ',
she asked.....


(B)

So he wenr for a walk at evening
to meet his friend
THE PROFESSOR

They talked about the being of
nothingness and
the nothingness in the BEING

They concluded that
nothingness' being must be fascinating

And dragged themselves to death
by Alcohol...

(2)

BRAMHAN AND HESITATION

The Saint asked his pupils

WHAT DO YOU MAKE OF LIFE? ?

Most feared the wise SAINT
and remained silent...

But for Sunaina

She said

LIFE, GURUDEV, IS THE LIE BETWEEN TWO TRUTHS - BIRTH

AND DEATH

The SAINT smiled and told her

YOU HESITATED


(3)

THE TRAVELLER AND THE SUPREME BEING

Once upon a time a TRAVELLER
curious about what happens after
death
killed himself to open the portal
of THE OTHER WORLD

There beyond the weeds and seeds of life
the TRAVELLER met the
SUPREME BEING...

are you the ONE?

THE SUPREME BEING NODDED IN AFFIRMATIVE AND GAVE A SMILE

did you make us?

"YES" said the SUPREME BEING

I HAVE MADE YOU AND YOU MADE ME

i made you? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

I MADE YOU AND BY MAKING YOU I MADE MYSELF


(4)


BEING AND MISUNDERSTANDING(S)

So we all have been there

Here in a place
between sense and



nonsense
from where all meanings are formed.


There is a puzzle -

a labyrinth that was created by a FOOL
on the first day of human existence,

Another FOOL copied it down
kept making copies on a million of trees
until he died....


Only one ancient tree survoved

there was written

ALL OUR SOULS ARE LIKE FISHES AND BODY WATER
THIS YOU MUST KNOW AND NOTHING ELSE

....

Centuries,
or maybe a few minutes past when a YOUNG SAINT

curious for finding the universal
transcendental truth
arrived at the PLACE

there he perched and began meditating
under the Ancient tree

For one hundred and seventy years the Young Saint
remained in meditation
chanting

MA FALESHU KADACHINAM
KUN FAYA KUN

(Work, don't bother about results/
Be, and it is)

And on the first day of the 171st year,
A young boy found the skull of the
Young Saint

And upon looking up he saw

THIS YOU MUST KNOW AND NOTHING ELSE....

Souren Mondal
February 20,2016