Friday, December 17, 2010

Giving into Love - Harivansh Rai Bachchan

Love completely
but what for tell?
Cast wholly, why hear
for heart in spell?

Sing joyously
why have song heard?
Touch softly, why feel
the feelings spurred?

Smell heartily
why pluck the roses?
Wear gaily, why expect
what garland exposes

The child of love plays
in the crib of giving.
Give truly in Love
Cradle truth in living.

Credit: God, Guru Nanak, Harivansh Rai Bachchan, Jude Folkman

This is what Harivansh Rai Bachchan, a great poet from India, taught me. The primary origin of most of this poem is his Hindi poem, "Aadarsh Prem" or "Ideal Love". Like always, I try to capture the essence in my interpretation, and do not strive to exactly translate. It is impossible to translate great works. Here is the original poem in Hindi: "Aadarsh Prem" And credit to Jude Folkman, for loving her job and going beyond the call of her duty to help me.

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Reverbnation Honey

"Work will be done when,
Papa, its not very hearty"
"I'll come soon children
let me enjoy the party.

Papa Bear too celebrates,
kids, let me wine and dine
on sweet honey cupcakes
of colorful song and rhyme.

As the cupcakes bake,
my soul intertwines
and within every flake,
my love honey lines.

Since this honey smells
of the rose of eternity;
to me its essence tells
what buzzed Mother Bee

Solitary bears retract
let them hibernate;
for hearty honey from angels
let me reverbnate."

Credit: God, Reverbnation Artists, Reverbnation

1. Mother bee is a reference to our source of true love, and therefore eternal life.

2. I created the verb reverbnate from Reverbnation, the biggest site for independent musicians:

3. An angel is whoever reminds me to sing about our common father, because thats just magical: My Angels Blog

4. Apart from my job, music, poetry ... I love spending time playing with my kids!!! Gobind is 7 and Jania almost 5 (in January). I am very very fortunate to have the love of these kids who are obviously jealous of the time I spend on my job, music, and poetry.

5. In San Ramon, California ... as must be true in other small suburbs across America, birthday celebrations especially in School are made with sharing of colorful cupcakes!

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Love Grows Like a Napa Vine

It follows nature's etiquette
love grows like a Napa vine;
it crawls from soil to palette
like a tortoise from a fine line.

Know that well when a vine you plant,
you need a few grapes to make wine,
so go slow, very slow, my heart,
fine things in life take time.

Credit: God

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Drive the Fall to Love

Someone asked me today, "Shiv,
how do in Love I fall?"
I said "Drive and live
in New England in the fall"

"That doesn't make any sense,"
she looked at me perplexed.
I said, "Let me commence
the love story I know best.

Learning love, my friend,
is like learning to drive;
Well, not exactly, I amend,
it's been a mighty tough ride.

Sometimes I'd drive a mile,
but then I'd stop again;
after stopping for a while
another cycle would begin.

On this fine fare I found
sparkling preachers who'd preach,
and even more profound
sagacious speakers who'd speak.

I've had teachers intense
who've failed to me teach;
with even my nifty Benz
halting to discordant screech.

Then one fall I sang a song,
there was really something wrong,
'Cuz my car too sang along,
a mystical migration of a Trogon.

That song made me realize
what ignition beats my heart
as I started to analyze
which kick gave me this start.

Masters sloppily strewn along
are everywhere outside,
While true Guru's love song
I did only find inside.

Just listening for the sound
is the best way to speak
And only learning I found
is the best way to teach

New England roads, fall season,
there's no time, no drive above.
Than loving with no reason
there's no better way to love."

Credit: God, Kirtan

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Your Sanctuary

You have sometime
surely asked someone
for the beautiful beech tree
beneath the sun

Where no sorrows tide,
no wave of glum
Just balmy breezes
of pure pleasure aplomb?

I say tired traveller,
no longer ask anyone,
since I already sized
the simple sum;

To this sanctuary
since I succumbed,
All bondage brittle
have been undone;

It is the town where
Truth's songs are sung
And everyone is
without exception welcome.

Jubilant a joyous
journey now begun,
I nest in the Name
of the Only True ONE.

Credit: God, Guru Arjan

In French: Votre Sanctuaire
In Russian: Ваш Святилище

Temps perdu (Lost Time, French)

Temps perdu
Le temps qui n'est pas passe a chanter les louanges de l'unique est du temps perdu.

Sur un arbre, haut perche
Se tenait mon nid
J'ai gazouille mon chat de printemps
Sans m'inquiéter de l'automne.

Quand celle-ci est arrivée je
Me suis trouve tout dépourvu
Ce que je croyais posséder ici
Appartenait a un autre la-bas!

Que l'année apporte avec elle
Le printemps ou l'automne
Cela n'a pus d'importance.
Ton chant divin fait rayonner mon âme .

Oui! Maintenant j'ai trouve ma voie.
Un seul peut venir a mon secours.
C"est maintenant que je le réalise.
Je me demande pourquoi n'ais-je pas passe mon temps
A chanter tes louanges et te glorifier!

Translated by Declan (More on Declan)
Original Poem By Shiv: Lost Time
Related music: Lost Time in Raag Maru Bihag

Votre sanctuaire (Your Sanctuary, French)

As-tu jamais demandé à quelqu'un
De t'indiquer ta place au soleil

Là où il n'y a ni chagrin ni tristesse
Mais où seul règne la Joie sans fin

Oh! ami voyageur
Ne cherche pas plus longtemps.
Car je l'ai trouvé ce Sanctuaire!

Depuis , me voilà libéré
De toutes mes chaînes!

En ce lieu résonnent
Les chants de Vérité
Chacun y est le bienvenu!

Mon voyage a enfin commencé
Au son glorieux de l'Unique!

Translated by Declan (More on Declan)
Original Poem by Shiv: Your Sanctuary

Sumptous Love - Farid

Love devoured me down to a mere cage;
A raven scrapes whats left of my flesh;
But no black bird can eat my rage,
as of sumptuous love I am still bereft.

Oh Raven, feel free to drill me around,
nibble all the sullied flesh you can get.
But alas, love's sight I still havent found
favor me, don't take these two eyes yet

Credit: God, Sheikh Farid

Sunday, November 28, 2010

Remembrance of Love

Years didn't let my remembrance falter
I still dream the knot we didn't tie
And I still stand at the sunny altar
Cuz I never heard you say goodbye

Be it nonchalant noon on the dot,
Or naughty night creeping by,
Damned distance has since moved a lot,
Dainty time's been too slow to try.

Only if I were a feather of thought,
To you I'd instantly fly;
Alas of earth 'n' water I'm wrought,
Just heavy tears I can cry,

whose army rolls down in a trot
to my heart right from my eye;
which sun tramples dry to salt
to roast my heart, Oh my!

Its beat could stop, Come fast, ajar;
With every hope I stand by
Come fast, come, be that crowbar
that my body from soul can pry

Who cares if that's the end of I
because that would be a fair goodbye

Credit: God, Guru Arjan, Shakespeare, Arvinder Kaur

Magic of Your Love (In the making!)

Myself I could not write a line
I became a poet in your love
Myself I could not walk a mile
Now I fly the skies as a dove

Credit: God

Thursday, November 25, 2010

A Thanksgiving Prayer

How should I find the boat
That sails the sea of life
How should I find the star
That shows the path thats right

I've got the gift of life
But deeds are far from good
I've got the gift of heart
but true love has withstood

I've got the gift of tongue
but it doesnt sing of You
In thought, speech and deed
I haven't remembered You

You gave me my daily bread
And all provisions to grow
You gave me a mind to learn
all there is to know.

Despite your gifts, Oh Father,
True wisdom fails to sprout
Like a pig I fill my hunger
My mind remains in drought

My Lord, to you, I pray
All is at your behest
So on this Thanksgiving day
Fulfill another request

Take me on that boat
That sails me across
And be my guiding star
So I am never lost

God, Guru Tegh Bahadur

Friday, November 19, 2010


Your image, painful and fragile,
I could not feel in a fog.
"Lord!" - I said by mistake,
and couldn't believe what I got

Your name like a big bird
flew out of my chest in a rage
Leaving a swirl in the front
And in the back an empty cage

God, Osip Mandelstam

Osip Mandelstam's original verses in Russian:

Образ твой, мучительный и зыбкий,
Я не мог в тумане осязать.
"Господи!" - сказал я по ошибке,
Сам того не думая сказать.

Божье имя, как большая птица,
Вылетало из моей груди.
Впереди густой туман клубится,
И пустая клетка позади.

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

An Infectious Smile

Believe me, He was
listening all night long
cuz early in the morn
He whispered my song

Which gave me the smile
I had long foregone
Breezed my mind cool
when the sun was strong

Seeing my smile, He must've
smiled all day long
Cuz I saw red roses
smiling late in dawn

Time was forgone,
He was singing for so long
No longer can I tell,
if it was His or my song

Through this vision of His
a true love must've born
Cuz the scent of His memories
my eyes still adorn

And Now and forever,
to Him I belong
And harmonious ecstasy
to our love bond

Thanks for my smile,
thanks for my song
No ...
Thanks for your smile,
thanks for your song

Credit: God

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Walk Alone - Rabindranath Tagore

If no one answers your call
make a stride and walk alone
When you see everyone closed
Open your mind and speak alone.

If they turn away and desert
and the wild path obstacles exerts
trample thorns no matter the hurt
and alone on the blood-stained track traverse.

If no one holds up the light
and a fierce storm shakes the night,
with thunder pain's flame ignite
your heart, alone, and let it burn bright

God, Rabindranath Tagore

Ваш Святилище - (Your Sanctuary In Russian)

Мой друг,знаешь ли ты место на этой Земле,
где нет печали, лишь - мир и счастье.

Мой спутник, не спрашивай об этом у других,
я нашел это место.

Когда я пришел в этот храм,
Цепи, сковавшие меня, были разорваны.

Здесь поются песни истины,
здесь рады каждому гостю

Credits: God, Guru Arjan Dev, Sergey Lenkov, Konstantin Dimidov

Thursday, October 28, 2010

That very one wish

I meditate on
that very ONE,
That very ONE,
yes That very ONE,

Source of light,
that very ONE
That very ONE,
yes that very ONE,

My song's candle's lit
by the One bright
Who lights minds
and hearts of everyone.

Illumined by His
blissful light
darkness of my doubts
is undone.

Glowing scriptures spin
that very ONE
who had the weighty
scriptures spun.

A single iota
of that very ONE,
can raise glory
by a thousand tonne.

"You live in a palace
that is par none
'n' Me, a lame beggar,
dweller of a slum

There's been much ado,
for it to come true,
A wish I ask of you,
A very simple one

Disabled I am,
You know as much;
And a million miles
I have to run.

Lend me your Angels
as my crutch,
So like them I pine
for Your one touch."

Lend me your Angels
as my crutch,
So like them I pine
for Your one touch."

For that one touch,
that very ONE
will light my wish,
I pray as much.

To extinguish my pains
that very ONE
will give me limbs,
I know as much.

Credit: God, Guru Arjan Dev

Related Music:
"That very ONE" in Raag Gauri - 2010

"Pearl of Bliss" - 2008

Friday, October 8, 2010

ONE as the Lovebug

Art by Simer from Sim creation!

Doesn't matter how long
our shut eyes meditate
and howsoever long
our open minds contemplate

How far we rummage
from place to place;
every holy pilgrimage
just goes to waste!

How far down deep
holy scriptures are dug,
we still fail to be
ONE like the lovebug. (See notes below)

The plain truth remains
the eternal life of spring
that we wish to attain
only true love can bring

God, Guru Gobind Singh's "Jin Prem Kiyo", Simer Kaur

The lovebug is a member of the family of march flies (thats why the reference of Spring). The specialty of the lovebug, because of which it gets its name, is that during and after mating, adult pairs remain coupled, even in flight, for up to several days! In that spring, there are not two, but just ONE! Two bodies one soul.

"Prem" means Love

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Advice From My Spiritual Guide

I asked my loving spiritual guide,
"On cardinal blessings whats your advice?"
"To attain four blessings," he replied,
"You must commit to service for life"

I asked my loving spiritual guide,
"On removing sorrows whats your advice?"
"To remove all sorrows," he replied,
"Sing Praises of God day and night"

I asked my loving spiritual guide,
"On gaining Glory whats your advice?"
"If you seek Glory," he replied,
"Dim your ego so you see His light."

I asked my loving spiritual guide,
"On death's fear whats your advice?"
"If you're afraid of death and life"
"Read the scriptures of the wise."

I asked my loving spiritual guide,
"What if I only long for His sight?"
He said, "True Love removes all vice
Shiv you need no more advice"

Credit: God, Guru Arjan Dev "Chaar Padaarath Jeko Maange"

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Lost Time

I had built my royal nest
on a tree very tall
pranced through the spring
but alas, its now fall

Death's noose now engulfs my neck
I have lost all of my sense
The twigs I had amassed here
Will be someone elses hence

Its Only Krishna that can help
Its Now that I realize
Wonder why I didnt spend my time
To sing praises and eulogize!

Loosing sense has stirred my soul
And I don't care much at all
Year be spring or year be fall
Your song's my only call

God, Guru Tegh Bahadur, Edna St. Vincent Millay

Sunday, July 4, 2010

My Love, My Life

Once I thought
the most awesome light
Was of the full moon
on a clear night

One night you were here
right by my side
you shone in my heart
a wonderous light

Now there is no
better glimmer in sight
any more beautiful
any more bright

My love my life
My love my life

My hope my light
My love my life
My soul my spirit
my guru my guide

In everything and everywhere
with every passing of every day
my guru my guide
on every path every way

My love my life
My love my life

Oh how can I find
Where do you hide
Oh Please help me
I struggle I strive
all hopes I have
all desires I dream
I will sacrifice
If you're by my side

And this sacrifice
Will make me survive
I plead Oh please
come by my side
I struggle and strive
come by my side
My hope my light
My love my life
My soul my spirit
my guru my guide

In everything and everywhere
with every passing of every day
my guru my guide
on every path every way

My love my life
My love my life

Monday, May 24, 2010

A Love Song

I hear a song
I hear a song

In the darkness of a cave it shows the light.
In the conundrum of a maze removes all plight
In suffering and pain, eyes tearing like rain,
hearts heavy with disdain, (it) makes all things right.

I hear a song that moves me
inspires my heart in your beauty
it kindles my soul to sing of thee
your ocean of love it pours in me

When my mind is lost in illusion
It breaks all binds, sets my soul free
When the world is blazing in fire
Holding my hand, out it pulls me

In the darkness of a cave it shows the light.
When I’m lost in a maze it removes all plight
In suffering and pain, eyes tearing like rain,
hearts heavy with disdain, it makes it all right.

I hear a song
I hear a song

It is a sacred song that moves me
that inspires my heart in your beauty
May this song guide me for eternity
To you, my true love, my destiny
To you, my true love, my destiny

Saturday, March 27, 2010

When you will be mine

What is the place, when is the time?
Whence I'll be true, When you'll be mine

What would that fortunate moment be
when yearning stays for you my love
What would that ornate pathway be,
on which I tread my way to love

What is the place, when is the time?
Whence I'll be true, When you'll be mine

What would that good intuition be
that sparks the flame of my love
What circumstance what fortuity
that my lips touch your name my love

What is the place, when is the time?
Whence I'll be true, When you'll be mine

What would those beloved footsteps be
following which lead to my love
What would the sacred doorstep be,
where you'll be waiting for your love

I have no place, I have no time
How can I wait for my divine
On such a path, Oh friend, put me
where besides me's always my love

That is the place, then is the time?
Whence I'll be true, When you'll be mine

Thursday, March 25, 2010

I long for your embrace

May fortune favor me
so I ever sing your praise
I never loose your hope
I long for your embrace

I ever sing your grace
I long for your embrace

Innocent as a child,
I’m strewn with mistakes
Overlook my errors
Give me a break

Give me a break
I seek your embrace

A Hummingbird on a flower
Your kiss is all I await
Alas Without you
What Love nest can I make

Your kiss is all I await
I seek your embrace

What is it that may suffice
What is the true price
I will give you my life
If that’s what it’ll take

Is that what it’ll take
I seek your embrace

I’m singing with your grace
You will open your gate
I know you will embrace
Cuz you know I cannot wait