Sunday, April 20, 2014

Part 7 – The Crown of Thorns

This is a continuation of Part 6 - The Traitor

A crown of thorns the King of Kings now adorned,
Chastised by whips; the very sight was mourned.
Up the hill did He carry His heavy cross.
He suffered not in vain, but for His noble cause.
Laid upon the cross the Christ was impaled!
His hands and feet were so brutally nailed.

The onlookers wept, and His blood did gush,
From His wounds, and our sins did it wash.
“Father, forgive them!” Our Savior cried.
And thus having bought our freedom... He died.

After note:

Three days from then He arose from the grave.
And He has promised to return; His dear ones He shall save.
An epic battle between good and evil shall be fought,
Where the just shall triumph and the wicked be left to rot.

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Thursday, April 10, 2014

Part 6 – The Traitor

This is a continuation of Part 5 - The Tempter

The apostles snoozed as the Messiah prayed,
Deep into the forest, where destiny swayed.
Dear Judas arrived, greeting the Savior with a kiss.
Thus was the signal the soldiers couldn't miss.

Was humanity put to it’s ultimate test? 
Or was the Christ truly under arrest?
Each apostle awoke and drew his angry sword.
But Jesus protested, “I embrace the will of the Lord!”

“Twelve Legions of Angels would save me,
If only I would now rather have it be.
But wield not now your lethal blades,
For they are truly instruments of Hades.”

Thus was the Son of God forcefully taken,
And thrice by dear Peter was He forsaken.
Prosecutor beat the Christ black and blue,
Until all that was left were bones and sinew.

“Oh, what have I done?” Judas Iscariot said.
“Because of me, innocent blood has been shed.”
The bribe of 30 silver back at the Council he swung.
Overwhelmed by guilt and shame, from a tree he hung.

Notes: 
1) This is a continuation of a series called 'Beelzebub' which I left unfinished 2 years ago.
2) To be continued - Beelzebub Part 7 - The Crown of Thorns
3) Images used in this post do not belong to me.


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Saturday, April 05, 2014

Salutations to the Sun

That morning, I saluted the sun,
raised my hands like a tree
to hold his feet so he couldn't run
and thus the Solar I could see.

To know the truth was I inclined
and thus I climbed the mountain.
Like a crooked stick did I find
a cobra as tall as men!

Thus, down hill did I run.
Yet, the Sun could I see.
I held his feet - my day was done
- and went back to pray by the sea.


Note:

  1. A Tribute to the Sun (the One who rises and raises) : Suryanamaskar!
  2. Images used in this post do not belong to me.

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Tuesday, April 01, 2014

Lanka Ablaze

The Monkey stood before the wicked king;
in praise of Lord Ram did the Monkey sing.
A humble messenger of his Lord was he,
who came to warn this king to set Sita free.

"The wicked from justice can never escape!"
Thus warned the divine and wise Ape.
"Oh Demon-King, amend your ways!
Or else prepare to count your days!"

The mighty king was outraged at this.
"Set fire that tail of his!"
How dare this creature into my city storm
and threaten me (having caused enough harm)!

The tail which they set on fire,
swung right back and lit their pyre!
Across the city did the Vanara chase.
Lo! For Lanka was now ablaze!


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Monday, February 10, 2014

An Infallible Justice

I invoke Karma - hear me, oh mighty power!
You are light even at my darkest hour!

You give me purpose! You make me strong!
Your judgement has never been wrong.
You are justice, when law fails to serve!
Infallible, men get what they deserve!

Battle scars, of unforgotten wars, do subside and heal.
But you alone know for sure how the wounded feel.
You defend the innocent who cry out to you.
You alone always stand by that which is true.

I wont provoke, curse or fear you like the rest.
But to stay out of your way, I can only do my best.
I surrender to you my anger, vengeance, and hate,
knowing well that you seal each saboteur's fate!

Neither late nor early - what must be will be.
The guilty face your wrath; the innocent are set free.

Indeed, the innocent are set free!


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Monday, January 20, 2014

Shiva

Oh King of Dancers, who's art doth charm,
May thy music forever play on!
For thy mystic dance steers away all harm,
and guides lost souls from dusk to dawn!

Upon mount Kailash is thy abode;
where thou doth meditate in peace.
To Him alone I dedicate this ode,
who's grace puts all souls at ease.

Oh God of Gods, I surrender to thou!
Help me embrace my karma today!
Let dharma be my unbroken vow;
and sins thy Third Eye burn away!

The Blessed Ash covers thy skin,
like the shadow which covers the night!
Conquerer of Death! Fill my soul within,
and guide me with thy blessed light!


Om namah shivaya!

- Darpan



Note:
  1. Nataraja (King of Dancers), Mahadev (Great God or God or Gods), Mrityunjaya (Conqueror of Death) are various names of Lord Shiva.
  2.  Karma = purpose, action
  3. Dharma = justice, duty
  4. For those who lack awareness about Indian Mythology,  Shiva loves to dance, meditate, and cover himself with funeral ash. He resides at the top of Mount Kailash and posses a third eye on his forehead, which if opened could destroy ... not necessarily the human being, but the ego. Hence Shiva is not merely a destroyer, as most ignorant people assume. He is a destroyer of the arrogance/ego within us, and this helps remove one's sufferings.



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Sunday, January 05, 2014

Every Norse Crisis!

A thousand giants storm the Eiser residence!
How did they get past Heimdal's vigilance?
Could the Alfather not plainly see?
Why don't we all just blame Loke!

'Though drunk with mead and wine,
Asgard fights the scum of Jotunheim.
Ragnarok has set old Fenrir free!
What can we do but blame Loke?

The Norn have already sung this song,
and wise Odin has known all along.
Nine realms tremble upon the Ash Tree!
So now we all must blame Loke!

It's Loke's fault! Tie him to a rock!
And let him suffer till Ragnarok!!!


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