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Zorbish BodhiGarbage!
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This blog is dedicated to 'Zorba and BodhiDharma'. Saturday, April 12, 2014. There is this poem in hindi which I heard Osho recite today which I wanted to share with you. Its in hindi first and then I have translated it into english. Enjoy! Boli khud-sar hawa ek jarra hai tu. Boli mere liye ek tinka hai tu. Yun baha dungi main. Aati se tund ki ek lapat ne kahan. Aur jamin ne kahan. Maine chehre se apni ulat di nikab. Aur hans ke kahan. Said the despotic wind "You are a but a mere twig". And the earth said.
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Zorbish BodhiGarbage!: new experience, new horizens ....
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This blog is dedicated to 'Zorba and BodhiDharma'. Monday, April 28, 2014. New experience, new horizens . Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Poetseers-poem of the day. Kaavyaalaya-the house of hindi poetry. I leave you my dream. Awesome Inc. template. Template images by molotovcoketail.
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Zorbish BodhiGarbage!
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This blog is dedicated to 'Zorba and BodhiDharma'. Thursday, May 14, 2015. The dream is disappearing before my open eyes. Matter vapor dusting the fence. Grabbing headlines of newspapers. There will be a tomorrow. But I won't be in it. Sweltering along trodden pathways. His remark no longer the burden. That serious child, poor soul,. I'm celebrating my way. I'm on the highway. High on the way my love. Old fools enjoy the manure. Love is my wealth. That breathes in impermanence. Poetseers-poem of the day.
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Zorbish BodhiGarbage!
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This blog is dedicated to 'Zorba and BodhiDharma'. Thursday, May 14, 2015. There is a temple in the village. To which the winds come to visit. And street trees bow in prayer,. Where the dawn breaks anew upon. Its short stoop that leads to sky high minars. And the out of tune whistle birds. Sing to the cacophonous blossoms of hibiscus. For a short while silence meets matter. Dispersing timeless pollen into my heart. Until the traffic of daylight submerges the night. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Zorbish BodhiGarbage!: no water, no moon !
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This blog is dedicated to 'Zorba and BodhiDharma'. Thursday, March 07, 2013. No water, no moon! The full moon in the chair. Whats that over there. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Poetseers-poem of the day. Kaavyaalaya-the house of hindi poetry. I leave you my dream. Awesome Inc. template. Template images by molotovcoketail.
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Zorbish BodhiGarbage!
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This blog is dedicated to 'Zorba and BodhiDharma'. Thursday, May 14, 2015. I know of a river. With a silver city resting on its shores. Which I often enter like a thief. In the fading daylight. This is my home. Where no promises are made. Otherwise all doors close. And I am again in the middle of the black ocean. Under a dark sky in a ship. Carrying a cargo of flowers. Wasting away their perfume. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Poetseers-poem of the day. Kaavyaalaya-the house of hindi poetry.
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Zorbish BodhiGarbage!: back to the empty streets !
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This blog is dedicated to 'Zorba and BodhiDharma'. Thursday, March 07, 2013. Back to the empty streets! I walk the empty streets tonight. Paddling my way through lazy thoughts littered around me. This way and that I see how I try to grasp, and contain,. The wispy reality which is but a dream I saw tomorrow. There is an urge in all man. And when it finds itself fulfilled. By the way a branch twists into the open sky,. By the way a cloud embraces the mountain top for a halting retreat. By the way a bird fl.