Saturday, 23 January 2016



The flaming desire

The abyss of ego

Will not let me be free

From this whirlwind-cycles of life

I come again and again

Bringing with me

The seed of my past karma

Nourish it with self love

And eat the fruit

When they are sweet

I cherish and lose myself in it

Creating more seeds

For this life, next life

When they taste bitter

Make me numb in sorrow

I groan

Play the blame-game


Will this feast never stop?


I wish to cut off all those tendrils of karma

That bind me to the flesh

Taking me away from Thou

My beloved God

Fill my every emptiness

With Thine thoughts

Let my desire be to see Thou

My beloved Lord

My beloved Father

My beloved Mother

My beloved Friend

My beloved Love

Let this little boat sail

Towards Thine shore

Thou alone Art True

All else is false, vain

Smeared with death


Posted for Sanaa’s Prompt Nights – Nothing Haunts Quite Like Karma [3]