Thursday, March 11, 2010

Who Is This I ?

In a mind run riot
By endless dreams and desires
Peace is an eluding butterfly
But when it descends
I have a glimpse
Of God Of Enlightenment Of Maya

The nectar of silence
Tastes like final freedom
When thoughts naturally die
And desires lose their charm
I'm here with all my awareness
Learning how This Moment feels

My body has a rhythm, a soul
My breaths have a sound
My heartbeats have a pulse
My skin has so many sensations
My eyes are so relaxed
My head feels huge, sans thoughts

Thoughts Dreams Desire Future Past
Delusion Illusion Pleasure Pain
So powerless to enter my cave
I, Me, Myself, You, Them, Her
Who is this I?
I find myself lifted in the sky.


Kay | said...

This is very interesting. It made realize something when I read this. And right, Peace is an eluding butterfly.

Parv Kaushik said...

@Kay yes peace is eluding...!! all the goal of the life is peace!!

Indrayani said...

Beautiful description of a meditative state of mind...
I cant even seem to meditate since the past 2 days..
Life is in turmoil...

love ur poem!:)

Priya said...

Hmm Soul searching..

Parv Kaushik said...

@indrayani.. good to see you meditate regularly!! it's calming and relaxing.. i wish i cld do it daily too! thnk u!

Parv Kaushik said...

@priya pretty much you can say so!

Gina said...


Parv Kaushik said...

@gina thank you!

Coach Purses said...

a good post

DuDo said...

Just to words for dis poem bro... "its Awesome" :)