LET LIVE WITH GOD A POEM BY S RUDRA

Posted on by Sushil Rudra
God’s Own Home

This is Paradise . Let Set out there on the way to God’s Home. You can settle down there a whole day for taking rest or to play whole day fulfilling your desire in streach and deep pain . And to gossiping there with beautiful Nature – and with your remote friend . Might he be there in disguise of God, sitting there . If you get a room on the widen field , Be seated in the solitary corner with utmost serinity mood . Greens will come to greet you. Love and hug with it . Try to sink in the deep River of consciousness keeping aloof all the hazardous of life. You might be benefited from this journey to God.

The bed of green grass is ready to welcoming you, Sit on there as much as you can to enjoy this paradise . Walking through the valleys and mountains and on its zigzag way to meet your bossom friend , And at the end of this road, He is waiting for you , keeping his door open to embrace you . Don’t hesitate to move forward in meeting him as He has been waiting for you for a long time to be loved and to be had lunch with you. Be face to face and exchange the sights with each other . He eagers to serving you the most favourite dishes . Don’t be hesitated to meet Him as the time will not wait for you.

Be calm, concentrate on your heart which is the temple of love and light, Don’t look at the outer sparking which is not glorious . Never streach your hands to Fame, Jewelry, or so called Prestigious posts, as these couldn’t provide you the light and peace for ever. All day long You and He, siting front to front, gazing at each other, to garnering flowers chains at each other’s neck , no serious talk to be pronounced , no blunt talks of love , nor any worldly possession matter there to have gain, We, both spend whole day bathing in the rays of glittering Sun .

WORDS ARE LIFE

Posted on by Sushil Rudra

WORDS after words are woven in fine to making an ornament for surrender in love , Might be a peaceful life.

Words build a strong Mansion where we live in , Words are source of Power, love and peace.

Words can create a long road , which is loyal to us like a legal deed. We need words in struggle to reach the goal of life.

Words are sometime immens’ly mystreous like dark tunnels, Never end its journey to destination.

We can’t keep words ever ultimately due to lack of power and confidence . So we never allow words to make a Dreamland .

In childhood days I dreamt of the entire skies where stars and planets gave me words for sheltering.

Its colourful beds wrap up with warm huggings , but it didn’t keep its words to make me vibrant 🐦 anymore I hoped .

Words are the voice of Lord if it comes from the core of heart, and from the soul.

It’s mantras of the sages are a kind of sagas which by listening heartily can transform our lives into peace.

But it’s very unstable as it buzzles out not alarming . Love words as your siblings, play with them.

If you dance day and night in pain and gain, but never try to make it friend in the rain and gain.

Words are atoms , They are from ” One “ , And ” One ” derives in many and many more . It takes sometimes a outer surface.

A cover like the outer surface of tortoise. It has no deep and sound significance, but if it’s unfolded a vibrant light turns you dumb in the fight .

After an unwanted shivering like initial jet-jerking you will reach out to the midst of the galaxy, That world is not like this Earth,That’s a world of merriment.

Neither any useless mess nor any rough and tough game to make you worried or fix . These are the places for your renunciation. So Crack it.

You become enriched with its charming love. Here the words are sweet and the sky is like a sea having riffling with an aggressive mood and if you’re a true pilot, let go on a eternal voyages.