Spoil not your moments of bliss,
Moments of peace and happiness,
trying to know and measure
who loves you how much,
who allows how much space
for you in her heart, time to chat,
or seeks pleasure elsewhere.
Don't be another King Lear
and destroy your own sphere,
so sweet, sovereign and dear.
Don't spoil the happiness
and peace of others either.
Don't be an evil Chillingworth
of The Scarlet Letter,
your scholarly insight
reducing to devil's delight
to put your hurting finger
of itching awareness
on someone's hidden wound
or sweet sublime weakness,
amusing otherwise and near.
Your own thoughts and feelings
count most. How much you miss
and want somebody, that counts,
not how much you are wanted;
for in those precious pearls
thrive your endless undying love
which unfolds and emits its odour,
which adorns your life and verse,
your being and nothingness.
Your own mind is your Ganga,
Your own mind is your Gangotri.
So keep the source clean,
keep the course clean
with all its freshness and charm
and let its rippling surface welcome
in the golden rays of the rising Sun,
the bliss and blessings of the divine
which add meaning to life and living.
Thank you, Bernard for your interest and appreciation. I feel humbled.
keep the course clean with all its freshness and charm and let its rippling surface welcome in the golden rays of the rising Sun, the bliss and blessings of the divine which add meaning to life and living. A great philosophy shared through this lovely poem. 10+++ for the sharing.
A nice poetic imagination, Bipin. You may like to read my poem, Love and Lust. Thanks
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A wonderful poem Bipin.. Once own thoughts and feelings counts more..10
Thank you Rini for your appreciation. Yes, your own thoughts and feelings count, because that wealth of feeling and imagination decide what your life and poetry can be.