Sri Chinmoy Ghose

(27 August 1931 – 11 October 2007 / Shakpura, Chittagong / Bangladesh (British Era))

Sri Chinmoy Ghose Poems

1. A Little 4/27/2012
2. A Self-Invented Self-Portrait 4/27/2012
3. A Symbol Of Promise 4/27/2012
4. A Yawning Gulf 4/27/2012
5. All Due To Jealousy 12/1/2015
6. Another Day 4/27/2012
7. Aphorisms On Concentration 4/27/2012
8. Aphorisms On Eagerness 4/27/2012
9. Aphorisms On Ego 4/27/2012
10. Aphorisms On Fate 4/27/2012
11. Aphorisms On Forgiveness 4/27/2012
12. Apocalypse 4/27/2012
13. Arise! Awake! 4/27/2012
14. Ashamed And Proud 4/27/2012
15. At Last I Shall Listen 4/27/2012
16. Between Nothingness And Eternity 4/27/2012
17. Courage 1/3/2015
18. Definitions 4/27/2012
19. Devotional Poetry 4/27/2012
20. Eternity's Vision-Reality Song 4/27/2012
21. Ever The Same Again 4/27/2012
22. Faith And Doubt 4/27/2012
23. For My Angel 1/5/2015
24. God And The World 4/27/2012
25. God's First Secret 4/27/2012
26. Great Is He, Great Is She 4/27/2012
27. Happy And Unhappy 4/27/2012
28. He Found, He Finds 4/27/2012
29. He Is Really Something 4/27/2012
30. Hell 6/26/2015
31. Hope Abides 12/6/2014
32. How I Deal With God 4/27/2012
33. How Long More Shall I Cry, Mother? 4/27/2012
34. Human Life, Divine Life 4/27/2012
35. I Become 4/27/2012
36. I Butchered Your Ignorance 4/27/2012
37. I Came 4/27/2012
38. I Do The Impossible, How? 4/27/2012
39. I Fear And I Brave 1/8/2015
40. I Have Worshipped 4/27/2012

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Between Nothingness And Eternity

Barren of events,
Rich in pretensions
My earthly life.

Obscurity
My real name.

Wholly unto myself
I exist.

I wrap no soul
In my embrace.

No mentor worthy
Of my calibre
Have I.

I am all alone
Between failure
And frustration.

I am the red thread
Between
Nothingness
And Eternity.

[Excerpt from “My Flute”]

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Apocalypse

Within, without the cosmos wide am I;
In joyful sweep I loose forth and draw back all.
A birthless deathless Spirit that moves and is still
Ever abides within to hear my call.

I who create on earth my joys and doles
To fulfil my matchless quest in all my play,
I veil my face of truth with golden hues
And see the serpent night and python day.

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