Sunday, November 30, 2008
a journey beyond.......
all alone
among the known
known know me not
am i an alien?
it is a journey beyond......
different roads travelled
various paths walked
unknown among the known
to know 'the Unknown'
to be with 'the beyond'
it is a journey beyond....
to look out
why don't you look in
to sign out
very soon sign in
to be with 'the beyond'
it is the journey beyond......
shedding the selfishness
centering on selflessness
a self-less self
in search of 'the beyond'
to be with 'the beyond'
it is a journey beyond.......
o! busy beings
become aware of 'NOW'
know yourself
be yourself
give yourself
to be with 'the beyond'
it is a journey beyond'.......
j.john britto xavier
Friday, November 21, 2008
different facets of silence
some came
broke in the neibhour's door
i closed my door
they raped the lady
i said nothing.
watched through window.
could my sound have prevented it?
may be!
an inmate
spoke. spoke. spoke.
i said nothing.
my silence listened.
he went with a smile.
could my words have diverted it?
may be!
As i plug in to the room
do i switch on music?
do i try to read something?
why can't i be silent?
are my thoughts louder in silence?
am i afraid of silence?
may be!
i log in
google myself
i speak God listens
God speaks I listen
there's silence....peace....
is that enlightment?
may be!
j.john britto xavier
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
i am a joker......
Are you not defeated God?
Friday, October 31, 2008
blueline blues (delhi)
every conductor booms, 'andher chalo'
crowded bus stops, board bluelines
conscious conductor pops, 'andher chalo'
stops-after-stops, more people jump in
one-tune he harps, 'andher chalo'
pushing and pulling, while one-on-the other
the-one-man-singing, 'andher chalo'
52 seated bus, carrying 100+ by now
no time no muse, 'andher chalo'
nobody listens to, cry of the pick-pocketed
all attuned to, 'andher chalo'
it's bloody tyres, yelling for more blood
o! pavement dwellers, 'andher chalo'
no way to exit, it's all blocked
what a plight, 'andher chalo'
j.john britto xavier
can i ask u a question?
u r addressed
moon. mother-earth.
goddess. shiv-shakti (parvati).......
is ur freedom enveloped
within four walls?
are u safe to walk on street
(if not ramp) at night?
are you a cheap commodity
in capitalistic market?
o! women
you, a mother.
daughter. sister.
wife..........then?
who decides?
what u ought to be?
others? or u?
by the way, what's ur name?
u are u, when?
with a question....
j.john britto xavier
Thursday, October 23, 2008
An inner journey: a journey beyond (a meditation)
I
While dawning sun
Illuminating the surrounding silently
I sat at the feet of the Lord
Lips of my eyes smoothly locked
Breathing the fresh-air in and out
Calming the mind, silencing the thoughts
In the struggle of silence
I saw myself in the herd of sheep
Waking to the melody of sister-birds
Synchronized as a perfect symphony…….
A gentle voice tore silenced-air
‘friends, are you ready?’
we enquired with certain curiosity
“where are we going lord?’
the angelic voice aired again
‘it’s time to go to the pasture’
in-one-voice we chorused
‘Lord’s our shepherd, what else we want’
one-by-one we followed Him
our hearts chanting the same song……..
III
smiling sun-rays stared at the path
wild flowers waved hands
silent trees fluttering hands
from their wake-up slumber
we sighed our eyes acknowledging
our shepherd led us from front
his staff cleansing the way
his steps paving the path
we moved on with the journey
our lips carrying the same song………
the path was narrow, difficult
not taken by many, less traveled
our eyes fell on green pastures side-by
maintained roads leading to…..
picturesque beauty of the field
enchanted our hearts
I could no longer resist but
moving towards it
tasty leaves tempted many
our hearts forgot the tune meanwhile.....
V
We jumped with joy
eating everywhere in further frontiers
We climbed high to get more
The slippery place saw us in thorny pit
The pierced body oozed blood
Our pain knew no boundary
A distant melody resonated in our hearts
The moaning lips got tuned to the melody
The repenting hearts surfaced on the lips
‘Lord’s our shepherd, what else we want’
the shepherd left the rest behind
on the search for us
we struggled to come out of pit
he reached to the pit to lift us up
he looked at us
we looked at Him
he carried us on his shoulders in turn
led us to the herd
the herd chanted in-one-voice
‘Lord’s our shepherd, what else we want’
He led to the pasture
Leaves tastier than honey here
What was not there?
except pain and suffering?
had no words to express
We joined the chorus of angles
Along with all saints
‘holy…holy…….’
I sat at the feet of God
praising God...thanking God
j.john britto xavier