Sadgamaya - Leading To Truth Poem by Umasree Raghunath

Upon the darkness to dwell
And eyes that cried to swell
When the world shun its doors
On the light that lead my life,
There has to be a beginning
With every end that encountered
There has to be a new sun rise
With every mystery unfolded
This is that magical journey of truth
Rediscovering the depths of life
Where is the dispelling of truth?
In its righteousness spiritual form
Towards the tantalizing forms
Of the divine that we fail to recognize
There is an eternal bliss that invades
As the man transcends from his birth
There is no glory, there is no pride
But a begotten faith on his fate
There arouses the divine cluster
Of madness and an eternal grace
Entombed in the edifices of survival
Enticing ways of recreation
There is always a significant way
To reunite with the inner soul
The soul that has no meaning
After we are gone off the physical form
The soul that alone is alive
Even after we share the earth crust
The man's unending quest
To find bigger and bigger things
Makes him run far from divine
Within the spread of his wings
Yet at the end of the journey
He finds his urge to run back
To the divine arms that
Feed his hunger and eternal quest
There in the rampant of the walls
And buried under the ceilings of the roofs
Crawls behind the storms
As the silent spiders on the walls
As the world of web weaves around
The man hangs up and down
Towards an unrevealed stigma
Of that thought that does not rich
His senses of the life's folded drama
Where in this world is a peace
That does not have its divine lease
In any form of worship and prayer
There is an ardent faith and belief
The quest to run behind the flag
Of the burdens of the past and present
In to the storms of undefined future
There is no quest unfound
Yet in the grace of the divine surge
And with an ardent inner urge
The river of thoughts flow amass
Enriching the embracing mind
There are millions of human tasks
Those are unaccounted and unheard of
There are thousands of needs
Not heard or adhered of
Those get lost in the frantic calls of despair
The cries that go unlisted for help
Yet the man's pride do not end
With building rising high above the heads
Where is the truth, where is the fact
Of the mankind that is away from suffering
Where is the help, where is the cry
Of the children who need the care
Yet, in the divine forms of prayers
We ask god for things that keep amass
To keep the spirits of gleaming man
Who do not rise beyond nature's call?
There are no guts of this man kind
As long as we don't wipe out untruth
There is no solace to the human kind
As long as we do not end human suffering
Running on any side of the world
You will hear the pains of despair
The cries of women and children
Who struggles to lead normal lives?
Take any nation that proclaims
Of power, glory and growth
We still see there, traces of violence
The traces of inhuman deeds
That makes us revisit our faith
And wish the intervention of divine
Where is the solace to human brain?
That does not rest with all these around
There are questions unanswered
And puzzles unsolved to relive
The traces of mankind of history
Towards the new stores of the future
What are we leaving behind?
After we are gone from this world
To the generations next to come


Life is all about the ups and downs
The downs that don't let you sleep
The ups that make you shine in bliss
Yet, with all its flow, there got to be
Some strange thoughts of life to see
Where is the end to this journey?
From the womb to the graves we free
Yet in the tunnels of darkness
We keep our faiths strong and go
Hoping to see the light at the other end
And wait for the times to glow
What are relations that make no sense?
Just because you were destined together
And make your life just denser
As you get entangled in life's fence
Yet, with all this man runs behind his faith
Of wisdom, truth and tranquility
Towards better meanings of life
With every passing day to rejoice
Sometimes, man runs far away
From the crowds of noise
To the depths of unheard silences
That keep him dwindle with fear
That sometimes gives him peace
The clustered spiritual quest
Arises as he slips down in the faith
There again raises beyond his thought
In search of someone to guide
There comes the religion
The scriptures and the theology
That makes life gain its philosophy
In the world of abundance
There is a still a reality
Driven with fear and poverty
The fact of rich getting richer
And poor being poorer
Is still in the prevalence
In the so called today's society
Affirmations of better tomorrow
Avowals of better futures
Still re-affirm man's hope
And the continuing journey of truth
The fury of man-made agony
Unending cruelty and misery
The world is not making the best
With the passing civilizations
From the days of survival
To the days of achievements
In the times of technology
And in the search of innovation
Man's mind reached shores
Beyond an ordinary thought
Man's galore of achievements
Spanned beyond this search
Yet the other side of this success
Is frightening the mankind
With every passing day to remind
That terrorism is striking somewhere
That, girls are raped every night
That, women are slayed in some street
That a female infant is killed in some home
That, an old person is left uncared
That, an animal is massacred somewhere
That, a man is pulled to a terrorist act
That, a mother is selling her child
That, a society is abandoning a cause
That, a government is failing in source
That, a power is misused with grace
That, a liberty is taken against
That, a freedom of speech, loses its charm
That, a sense of responsibility is lost!
A human mind is capable of both ends
Making the best of both worlds is what's missing
What are future generations embracing?
The Earth is in the crust of agony
We as children were taught that she is our first mother
Today we see her struggle for calmness
The nature is brutally murdered beyond quietness
The resources are wasted without thought
The fight between nature and man is caught
The fires in the jungles and wilderness