A poetry: Me, Mine and More.

Jargon of an Organic Computer

Me, mine and more, reality with three shores;
Dredging for who am I; where am I;
Mirror on the wall lies to the pictures on the wall;
Truth and lies, relationships dead or alive;
Please tell me who am I, who am I;

Designs for living, traps of thought;
Running and chasing, enigma of thought;
Covering so beautiful, dressed as thought;
Enlightenment, moksha, nirvana and great thought;
Humanity, compassion, charity all tether of thought;
Who am I, where am I, craves the thought;

Names so many, called so many;
Titles so many, hid and fought so many;
Toys of thought, games and plays so many;
Tongue of thought, tasted and licked so many;
Spouse or sibling, uncle or aunt, lonely with relations so many;
Who am I, why have faces so many;

More to go, buy even more;
Possessions around crave for more;
More is less for the empty even more;
More to sniff and drink, eat even more;
Thirst is more, hunger even more;
More search of I, me is lost even more;

Pain ethereal, lurking in handsome cadaver;
Bantering the talk, wise yet palaver;
Torrent of lies, yet truth occasional shower;
Millions in journey, yet walks the loner;
Drunk in loop of thought, yet called sober;
Noise in action of thought, what to gather;
Scribbling the jargon, yet another organic computer.

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The quest for truth and enlightenment.

The truth about everything!

white-flower-20130402x640At certain stage of life or due to certain problems in life, like sour relationships, death, illness, poverty, loss of child or near one or an abysmal feeling of being mortal that too for a short period of time; brings us to a question as to what is the truth of life or in life. Of course those who do not travel beyond two dimensions in their thought, ponder for a lesser period of time and get back to their routine. Others also get back to routine sooner or later but the thought hounds: Have we missed something in life? Were we supposed to perform better? Worse is this thought: Is there God? Did we do something wrong or sinned? or Why this happened to me? Why do I have to be ill? Why should I die? Why can’t I live forever? When such thoughts become persistent it affects the equilibrium of mind. Different reactions take place in different people.
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