Album of virtual images ?!

Born with nothing; go back with nothing
At some point, an album we grab
We behold it close to our hearts
Only to fill the empty pages soon

With eyes open, or closed,
All we see are but virtual images
People we see, objects we experience
Places we visit, actions we do
Vivid and real though they appear
All but are virtual moving images

Waste not time in protecting hard
these virtual images of the past
By and by, past enjoyed in future;
becomes our life-style; Beware!

All we are striving hard is..
To hold tight the loving breeze
To grab the free flowing river
To capture this virtual world..
Alas, virtuality trying to covet virtuality :-D

23. Life-given & taken .... Strange game indeed!

Life, I see all around
One day, snatched away from us
Why at all is it given

Giver of life, ofcourse not a fool
To give it to us, to take it away
Life breathed in us all
Rests back with a 'hope'
A hope that a few may taste it

To taste life has He given to us
None to blame if one tastes not while alive
As rules pervade, He takes it one day
But leaves us not from tasting

Plans to pack us in bodies different
With the same hope, indeed
Persistent gets He with His game
Before death-bells ring
Let's fulfill His one small hope & leave

22. The lovely cosmic play..

It existed, all Alone by itself
Filling Its Formless essence
A pure Being-ness was all It was
Struck upon a decision, sudden...

To enjoy Its essence in forms !

Mountains rose, rivers flowed
Creepers flowered, birds flew
Stood the animals, talked the humans

The play ground now all set;
It played & still plays on :)

21. Real-ize your Real eyes !

This visual display around
A treat indeed for our eyes..
Blink quick do we, with greed
To catch more & more of this display

Eyes kept wide open while awake
Engulfing & enjoying virtually
As the day ends, eyes get tired
Close in, reluctantly to sleep
While asleep, too do we see
This same virtual treat, as dreams !

Day & night, eyes see indeed
Only but through the MIND
Constantly coveting, judging & possessing..
all that is seen !
Surpassing sensitivity, gratitude & fascination
for the life seen around

Real-ize your real-eyes lie deep
Deep inside your dear HEART
Try looking once through your real eyes
For it sees the same world differently
What is seen is not just seen, it is Felt..

These eyes know not Noise
But knows honesty, innocence & simplicity
Leading to sensitivity & awe..

Life & death are felt deeper
For these eyes know they never shall die
These real-eyes know only but Love
And love knows no fear & foe
Possessing nothing seen along
It just sees, touches, loves & moves on

20. Comparison - The Green-eyed Monster

Every child born unique
Filled with potentials and talents
To express them is prime
Fulfillment to be touched
Being the only purpose of taking birth

On landing, blinded get we
By a green-eyed monster
His name being 'Comparison & Jealousy'
Fills the inner chambers of us
Strangling us to live else's desires

This needle of comparison may poke us
Deflated we fall and scramble
Let's forget not to soar high
As happy as a vivid bright balloon
Flying free, up in the blues !

19. Do u know something?

Power to see, love and laugh

All a result of us being ALIVE

Taking it for granted

Tiring all our senses, maximum

Birthright, a thing frequently claimed,

with fervor and arrogance…

Our very birth itself not being our right

Where’z the question of birthright?

Life’s a lottery

A pure grace from the Ultimate

Let’s accept with humility

What’s being showered continuously.

Our wants know no end

Never do we stop by and think;

‘I’m contented, I’m so grateful…’

Our minds trained to think thus;

‘Let me gather more, My friend has more…’

Time has come to rewire our thoughts

Software of our minds needing updation

Power-filled words from an enlightened

Is the one and only key, friend…

18. Alone goes a Loner !

Feeling lonely do we,
Frantically look for a company
Be it human, pet or a book..
Even worries, dreams as companions

For just one whole day, let us sink into the truth of alone-ness..
It's just you & you alone
No friend, no foe, no greed, no fear
No races, no degrees, no birth, no death !

Who is it who's born, lives & dies?
The seeker of companionship?
Or a lover or an illusionary object?
Which we claim as 'Me' !

Indeed the virtual seeks virtual
Seeking company or support of any sort
With a notion of getting soaked,
We get wet with relationships

Alas, we fail to perceive
Whatever we touch, indulge in
Or make many of it our very own,
A vividness inside us still remains..
Totally untouched at any cost.
That IS what we need to touch base with
You may call it 'Consciousness', 'God', or 'Witness'

Truth yet remainsuntouched
That we all were, are and shall be alone..
Before & after our so-called start and end :-) ! ?