Note: I am, hereby including the opening stanza of my big poem. i wrote this poem as Memory to my beloved master- Shri.Ramakrishna.
He is like a two sided equation, Ramakrishna=Ramakrishna, My! you cant add anything inside. And let the readers pardon my foolishness to express about the inexpressible.
Victory to Guru, Hail to Thee,
Thee,
Clothed Pure as White,
Radiant Face absorbed in “Bahvamukaha”,
Drooping eyes,
Ceaseless Vibrant smiling lips,
Fingers intertwined in Mudra,
Boundless compassion,
Impalpable etiquettes,
Adherence to truth,
Elixir of words,
Apathy towards limelight,
All these itself is zenith.
Thee know only god,
Absolutely unaware of rest,
Thy lips articulated only wisdom,
Expressions transpired as mantras,
Philosophy excelled Vedas,
Thee Bestowed the world,
A novelty, by
Liaison of religions,
Deeming religions as different paths,
To march the same “Godward”.
He is like a two sided equation, Ramakrishna=Ramakrishna, My! you cant add anything inside. And let the readers pardon my foolishness to express about the inexpressible.
Victory to Guru, Hail to Thee,
Thee,
Clothed Pure as White,
Radiant Face absorbed in “Bahvamukaha”,
Drooping eyes,
Ceaseless Vibrant smiling lips,
Fingers intertwined in Mudra,
Boundless compassion,
Impalpable etiquettes,
Adherence to truth,
Elixir of words,
Apathy towards limelight,
All these itself is zenith.
Thee know only god,
Absolutely unaware of rest,
Thy lips articulated only wisdom,
Expressions transpired as mantras,
Philosophy excelled Vedas,
Thee Bestowed the world,
A novelty, by
Liaison of religions,
Deeming religions as different paths,
To march the same “Godward”.
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