Devotion

Seek God, but path is not clear.

Know thyself, so says the Seer.
Birth and Rebirth, are they our lot?
Are we worthy of redemption?
Rebirth, can I seek exemption?
The answer to it is Bhakti
Anyway, what is Bhakti?
That is to God self-surrender.
That man is without blunder.
A life of humility bereft of hubris.
God renders hubris into debris.
Wealth made by stealth
Somehow leads to waning health.
Devotion equalizes man and monarch
In the eyes of mighty Ethnarch.
Trivial pursuits, indulge not in vain
Grace and Salvation, I shall attain.
Veeraswamy Krishnaraj

Vishnu Avatars
Rama and Krishna- Avatars Purna.
Purna, does it mean complete? Yes, it does, Varuna.
Narasimha, Rama and Krishna: Avatars that kill
Hiranyakasipu, Ravana and Kamsa-the trio with ill will,
The foes with woes of breaking Dharma-the trio with self-will.
Rama, banished by his father, lost Sita to abductor
Ravana; Krishna, the stealer of butter and hearts, and the benefactor
Was born of Devaki and Vasudeva in a secure cell of king Kamsa,
Adopted and raised by Yasoda and Nanda among the Gopis with Ahimsa.
Blackavised Krishna dispatches to heaven Kamsa known for Himsa.
Man-Lion rips apart Hiranyakasipu, the arrant tyrant,
For terrorizing his son Prahalada for being Vishnu adherent.
Rama and Krishna, Avatars of Vishnu: Which Avatar
Of the two is paripurna- the butter thief or the Dharmic Avatar?
Krishna is Purna Punya Avatar and Rama Purna Avatar.
Vamana tops them all because He is Avatar five-star.
The proof- Bali lives in the deep entrails of Mother Earth,
Wherein are branching trails and no dearth.
Veeraswamy Krishnaraj

A Bleating Lion-sheep Roars Like A Lion Cub

Once upon a field of grass a flock of sheep was grazing

Lo and behold a lioness out of its lair was prowling
The thunderous dark nimbus clouds were growling
In the distant woods the hyenas were howling
Yonder there men on horses were beagling
The lioness winced lost its balance stopped prowling
And fell down with a humongous thump
And received on its muzzle a ponderous bump
Three cubs emerged from its potbelly
The laughing hyenas smelling blood came in felly
They were not friends nice-nelly
The parturient lioness was by no means an yellowbelly

The lioness roared like thunder and bade goodbye to the hyenas
They retreated in shame and hunger to the forest of Salinas

The lioness licked the cubs clean and dry in the shade of scrub
The cubs kicked and stretched and were in mulligrub
The lioness and the two cubs bled to death leaving one cub
Their death is Nature's flub

The sole cub followed the smell of suckling sheep

The ewe in the tail end of the flock saw the cub all of a heap
The cub was unsteady on its delicate feet and hungry stomach
The ewe suckled the orphan as others ran amuck
The lion cub was adopted by many a buck
The lion cub grew and bleated like a sheep and unlike a cluck

Gourmet of a lion raised on lamb chops went prowling

And saw the bleating lion cub crouching and scowling
As the lion cub slept on a mattress of grass
The scowler scooped up the cub the latter in morass
He muffled his bleats took the cub to a lake
Let loose the hold and gave the cub a break

The Big lion said what are you doing with the sheep
You are a lion Why are you bleating like a stupid sheep
You should roar like a lion Don't bleat like a timid sheep
Look at your face in the mirror-lake you timid baby sheep

The lion-sheep saw its face in the mirror and saw a lion to the core
The lion-sheep bleated It cleared its throat and tried to roar
After many failed attempts it gave a roar

Roar roar roar it did all morning long

Now it is no more a lamb It has been a lion all along

If you move with the sheep you become the sheep

Though you are a lion Stop rubbing shanks with the cheap

Adversity: God's dispensation to man to make him remember Him

O God my Lord You are in heaven looking down on us

Why do You not shower all our wishes instantly on us

What do you have to lose

We down here have no clues
We sit on the pews
Seek we do for your instant grace
Waiting always for your embrace
Our prayers are written on our face
And you do an about-face apace
We think of You when in distress
In happiness we forget to address
Is that why You keep us under stress

Our troubles make us seek You our Lord

I do as You dispose and end the discord

Immersed in happiness You are a distant thought

Wallowing in droopiness I seek You as an after-thought

Surrender I do to You in all earnestness

Your dispensation on me is an abstruseness
You know what is good for me in adverseness.
I surrender to You in all sweetness
Veeraswamy Krishnaraj