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Rated: E · Poetry · Educational · #2122223
The Faded beauty is a story of a young girl. Beyond the world is a religious poem.

This is a real story of a young girl who was residing in the vicinity where I was living. Her parents shifted to some other colony. One day I was going to some place and was waiting for a bus at a bus stop. Incidentally I saw that girl after some nine or ten years. I was surprised to see that all her beauty and reddishness of face were nowhere. After coming home in the evening, all my past memories were renewed and I wrote these lines.

THE FADED BEAUTY

The beauty and beautiful things,
Are not permanent in this world,
And come to an end one day or the other,
The attractive things of today,
May be the hatred of tomorrow,
This is reality,
‘Man’ (Mind) is the only judge,
And the decision given today,
May be altered tomorrow,
But beautiful things of the past,
Even being not attractive today,
Give something to us,
And that is realisation of temporary existence of every state

X _____________________X__________________X_________________X


Ten years ago she was in her,
Full youth,
And was not left unnoticed by anybody,
The shining face like a full moon,
On the night of ‘Purnima’,
The cheeks were like red-rose,
And lips like petals,
Of the red lotus blossomed in the morning,
The eyes were full of grace and telling,
The secret story of her youth,
The bosom tightly fenced,
In the sleeveless blouse,
Was like stormy winds of ocean,
Trying to spread themselves beyond the shore,
Movement of each part of the body,
And measured steps were also centre of attraction,
I also used to be lucky,
Having a look at her,
I would say she was a Super Creation of `Brahma’,

X X X
But all these were for a short period,
When I saw her standing near me,
I couldn’t believe my eyes,
Alas! all her beauty was no where,
The face which was printed on my heart,
Was totally changed by the tides of time,
The cruel time had snatched away,
Her beauty and graceful youth-face,
The face on seeing,
The heart palpitation used to increase,
Was like that Garden,
For which ‘spring’ was never to come,
She was like that bundle of cloth,
Seen by every body on the shop,
But disliked due to its faded colour.


This is a religious poem and describes supernatural things which are in our body but we are not aware of them. When our ‘Divine Eye’ is switched on we can see all these things and can go in the world of `Eternity’ which is out of reach of all suffering and pains of this world. Through Divine Eye we can see that ‘Divine Light’. There is no beginning and end to this ‘Ocean of Light’. The whole world lies within that light. In that light we can also see a little spot moving which is our soul and eager to merge itself in it, being a part of that, but five thieves i.e. Kama(sex), Krodh(anger), Madh(pride), Lobh(greediness) and Ahenkaar(conceit) are continuously dragging us to depart from that `World of Eternity’.
BEYOND THE WORLD
As soon as it switched on,
I used to be in the world which is out of reach of all
suffering and pains,
Light and Light every where,
The Kingdom of peace,
There are rivers , Mountains, Waterfalls,
A fort built up of bright light spots,
Seven colors flame burning continuously,
There are two small peaks,
Looking bright white and dark black,
They are heaps of my Karmas,
The Black Peak shows the heap of my bad karmas,
And bright white of good deeds,
I used to see variation in their size,
A Sweet Music continuously being played,
For the souls those are in the Eternity Zone,
I am lost in it having no sense of my physical body,
I feel myself as a spot of light,
Which is always eager to,
Merge itself in that Ocean of Light,
Being a part of that,
But in the meantime,
Five thieves which are always clinging to me,
Drag me back,
To depart from that World of Eternity,
And I am again in this world,
To link the chain of sorrows and pains,
Which was just broken.






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