TWO POEMS BY CUCKOO SINGH

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CUCOO SINGH says

Before I came out of my mother womb…
I wish someone could tell me what the real world is…
Angel with angry eyes is not angel…
Demons with gentle voices is still demons…
At first glance, Ugly faces with golden heart is still ugly faces…

I trust the words from a deaf man…
He told me, the world is silent…
As silent as the kind nature…
No one gives order to the nature….
It has its own precise law…
That good sit side by side with bad…
Always good wins over bad….
I did not know, He never heard the devil voice…
Otherwise, he will tell me differently…

I see things from a blind man…
He told me, the world is black…
Never grey, nor white, or red….
I don’t believe him, I said…
The world is mountains, oceans, and uncountable stars..
The infinite stars reflected my dreams, I said proudly…
He told me wisely, dream is a spring for him..
He could only wish to see it….

I believe the wise man words …
He told me, the wonders of this world are beyond description…
What are you doing living in a dark and black prison? ...
Come out of the womb with me, conquer the world....
The womb world is all the embryo knows…
Amazing tales waits in every end of the rainbow…
He persuaded me impressively…..

One day you will be glad, You were born in this world…
You’ll mark every stone you passed…
You’ll say “finding the truth about yourself is not impossible”…
You’ll laugh as much as you cry…
You dance as much as you can..

Every sadness and sickness is nothing but a bad dream…
It gives colors to life….
Nightmare is nothing but flowers in the rain…
It helps to clear out some dust of life…
It makes the flower reach its full blossom…

Then I believe him…
I came out to this world….
Then he disappeared, I left alone….
I still meet angel with angry eyes…
Demons with gentle voices…
Ugly faces is still ugly faces…
I failed to find the golden heart….

The wise man never told me…
None of those are a bad dream….
It is my real world, the world he persuaded me to enter…
Now I believe the blind man words…
The wonderful world is like a spring for me…
I could only wish to see it….

THUS SAID SAINT KABIR

Moko Kahan Dhundhere
Moko Kahan Dhundhere Bande
Mein To Tere Paas Mein
Na Teerath Mein, Na Moorat Mein
Na Ekant Niwas Mein
Na Mandir Mein, Na Masjid Mein
Na Kabe Kailas Mein
Mein To Tere Paas Mein Bande
Mein To Tere Paas Mein
Na Mein Jap Mein, Na Mein Tap Mein
Na Mein Barat Upaas Mein
Na Mein Kiriya Karm Mein Rehta
Nahin Jog Sanyas Mein
Nahin Pran Mein Nahin Pind Mein
Na Brahmand Akas Mein
Na Mein Prakuti Prawar Gufa Mein
Nahin Swasan Ki Swans Mein
Khoji Hoye Turat Mil Jaoon
Ik Pal Ki Talas Mein
Kahet Kabir Suno Bhai Sadho
Mein To Hun Viswas Mein
Translation: Where Do You Seek Me?

Thus said OUR SAINT KABIR


Where do you search me?
I am with you
Not in pilgrimage, nor in icons
Neither in solitudes
Not in temples, nor in mosques
Neither in Kaba nor in Kailash
I am with you o man
I am with you
Not in prayers, nor in meditation
Neither in fasting
Not in yogic exercises
Neither in renunciation
Neither in the vital force nor in the body
Not even in the ethereal space
Neither in the womb of Nature
Not in the breath of the breath
Seek earnestly and discover
In but a moment of search
Says Kabir, Listen with care
Where your faith is,