- Forest -
The world is a forest
Creatures of unlike
gestalt inhabit in it,
The world is a ground,
The field of chasing hunt.
The cruel field of query,
One after another
Man hunts his prey with rage,
The world is a mad house,
Mad with disheveled craze.
Forest is deep in Him
Within blood and marrow,
He is led to ravage,
Man is beast with venery,
No man is man Today.
The forest is deep in blood,
From time immemorial,
Men are beast by Nature,
No one is going above,
From beast to beautiful.
Man shouldbe rightful man,
With joy in heart and peace,
Mind with right mindfulness,
Feeling for others and all,
He should be a just bridge.
Alas! Man is a ruined God,
He lives in two worlds Only,
One is full of misery,
Another is not born Yet,
Man is bifurcated being.
Once the earth was benign,
Light like Buddha trod on it,
Krishna breathed to His flute,
The Call of Jesus to Love,
Gurdjieff danced like Sufi.
Still humanity is Crude,
In the name of heaven,
Or the religion,
Makes the earth a slaughter- house,
No religiousness.
From the sky of religion
A shift a move is needed,
To the state of being soft,
To religiousness,
To a step of maturity.
From the dungeon of dream
To alive state of being,
From sweet fetters to ease,
From wide meanness to love,
Man means magnanimity.
With forest man should fold,
The entire vicinity,
With love care and compassion,
With passion He should serve,
The suffering humanity.
Man is not God in ruin,
He is a sky, vast sky,
With arms spread He can spring,
From personal Baffler,
To universal brotherhood.
Man is a choiceless joy,
With Him descends divinity,
Within His Mind solace,
With forest and wilderness
Man can be a big Valley.
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Religion becomes rotten..Spirituality can purify it..Love for other fellow human beings is needed..Man's behavior should be mended.. Krishna, Buddha, Jesus, Sri Sri all are born to lead us to that unconditional Love only which can remove our animalistic nature
A very fine, tthought provoking poem..and the picture is very very beautiful.. love you both..my beloved Master and our Master of Love🌹🌷🌹🌷
No man is man Today. The world is not the world that it used to be or it was meant to be. There are infinite possibilities in our physical and inner atmosphere depending upon the situation and our outlook. The poem takes us on a panoramic tour in these circumstances where man, nature, mind, earth, sky and God come to play unfathomable roles. Thanks for this wonderful write.
Alas! Man is a ruined God, Your concern is in place. God made him from his own image, His spark. But has he evolved? The poem covers a lot of concerns, a thought-provoking piece, well-writ.
Alas! Man is a ruined God, God made him from His own image, His spark, a doubt sometimes comes if man has evolved at all. You've covered a lot of ground, a thought provoking poem, Prabir Gayen.
IT appears ur under your GURU'S Trance with life try an independent romance like a RIVER OF ROMANCE dance but do not prance life is beautiful when one does dance horizontal and vertical 'twill be a perfect combination you will see GURU JI has also done it ask him but silently others are listening..... he cannot disclose his non virginity openly He is a GURU g
Guruji is nobody...He is in you as you as your future flowering..Guru is 'You 'in You..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is a very famous saying of Emerson: Man is God in ruins. I agree and I disagree. The insight has some truth in it - man is not as he should be. The insight is there but a little upside down. Man is not God in ruins, man is God in the making; man is a budding Buddha. OSHO