I was waiting on this wayside for long
For a glimpse of you as you pass by in your chariot
Your carriage, at last, appeared at a distance
Amidst clouds of dust and fumes of fog
With tearful delight I rushed to thee
Against the thick surging mob advancing in festive procession
I failed and fell down, my yells subdued in sounds of singing and chanting,
Deafening crackers drums, foot steps and rattling wheels
Oh! Omnipresent, you remain invisible to all
My passion for seeing you is brimming up
I wish the warmth of your breath over my forehead
A desire for your Darshan fills my heart
Remove from these blind eyes darkness
And fill in thy celestial light to see your sparkle
The poet could not fulfill his desire to have a darshan of the omnipresent, and omnipotent deity who passed on a chariot pulled on by frenzied mob. But still he is longing for the blissful experience to fill his heart. Hope his dream will come true! ! Good poem.
Poet's ardent search for the 'celestial bliss'. Here we can see a 'Complete Man' resting everything at God. Great thinking!
Thank you Leela for commenting on my spiritual aspirations
Thank you Devi. Devotion to God is demanding always
Thank you Ramesh. Please rate the poem and vote
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
poem for realisation
Thank you for the comments. I consider it a great thing to be blessed with the faculty of realisation so far it is the capability to know the position of self in the vast universe