The Ultimate Liberator!

For the seekers of knowledge
Can there be a knowledge?
better than
The Knowledge of The Divine, Shri Rama!

The one who liberated
Even the blades of grasses
And all the swarms of ants

Leaving none behind
That ever existed
In the Good City of Ayodhya

And placed them in
An exotic heaven
Created exclusively for them
By the Great Grandshire Brahma!


Ramayanam is Agriculture
Bhagavatham is Harvest

The twin-syllable, Rama
When a devotee exalts!
The Birth-Death cycle
It permanently halts

Goodness and Wealth
It everyday brings
Sin and poverty
It cleanses and shrinks


Goodness Honesty Sweetness Simplicity
Gentleness Strength Humility Bravery
Valour Talent Prowess Success
Memory Trustworthiness Heroism Genuinity
Such adorable qualities and so much more
By chanting Rama's name you will score!


My Lord's Story: Goodness Incarnate

Ramayanam in English poetry.

The Supreme Lord of the Universe was once born on this earth as a Human Being, faced challenges and had His share of pain and pleasure going through both good and bad times like any of us. Like any of us He too, took His turn in laughter and cry.

This humility of The Lord, that makes Him come down to earth and share with us our difficulties to show us a way to handle them is what I admire in Him. This quality of Him, makes me surrender to Him unconditionally and makes me want to sing His Glory on and on and on.

My Lord's Story is an out pour of my devotion that seeps out in gratitude for the pains He took to be a lighthouse for us, to cross the ocean of Samsara.

Links to all the posts have been provided in an order on the right side column.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Rama encounters Parashurama!

This post is a sequel to one of my previous posts, Sita weds Rama.

Sita and Rama were newly wed
From Mithila to Ayodhya, they did tread
On the way they encountered a Man
Terror to the ones born of Kshatriya clan

He stood on the way of the marriage procession
Drawing everyone's sight with fearful attention
Fiery eyes! And hands on his hip
Angry words came from his lip

"Who is Rama? I like to see
Whose praise is sung across every sea
Nothing has He achieved, though
Killing a woman and breaking a bow!"

King Dasaratha went and fell at his feet
And spoke some words, humble and sweet
"My son Rama is a little one
This anger on Him, thou must shun"

The angry man paid no heed
"To see Rama, is all I need
Stop you King, your cowardly talk
In front of me, Rama must walk!"

There stood Rama in front of Him
In the angry man's eyes, awe did brim
Rama's presence appeased his heart
And brought in him the following thought

'This guy Rama is cool and calm
Meets my standards of a Prince's norm
In spite of success, He is humble and warm
To my anger on princes, He is a soothing balm'

Though his heart spoke in favour of Rama
He did decide to continue the Drama
"So thou art Rama, celebrating premature success
And undeserved glory that you earned in excess"

"Success! Glory! They come and go
For such trivial things I take not my bow"
Taken aback by Rama's smile and reply
He wanted to smile but did not comply

"The bow that you broke was old and worn
The bow in my hand is better and strong
String this bow and fight with me
The worth of thy glory, let me see!"

"Fight over might is ugly and small
To animal nature, should we fall?"

"Throw those words in the old dust bin
And get into action or loose your kith and kin"

"If thus be thy stance then I am in delight!
I'll show you how bitter it is to fight"
Saying thus, Shri Rama did what was right
Got the bow from His challenger and strung it tight

Seeing Shri Rama do that with ease
Parasurama for a moment did freeze
He then came back to his normal senses
And apologised for all his verbal offenses

"Shri Rama, thou not an ordinary being
Forgive me for all the verbal misgiving"
But by then Rama had fixed an arrow
For retrieving that chances were zero

"I accept your apologies which are earnest and true
What about this arrow? Give me a clue!
I do not wish to kill a master like you
I can give you a choice, pick one of the two
Shall I make you immobile for ever?
Or shall I take all your spiritual power?"

"Sitting in one place is anymore bore
For the rest of my life, I'll be on tour!
I give you my powers with all my heart
Then with your consent, I shall depart"

Shri Rama shot the arrow at him
Which cut off all his powers trim
Disappeared into his body without a trace
And added his powers to Rama's grace

Parasurama felt no defeat at this
He realised the truth as it is
And was relieved from all worldly affair
Now it was Rama's job to continue repair

Rama and Parasurama understood each other
Rama and Parasurama admired each other
Rama and Parasurama took leave of each other
Rama's marriage procession proceeded further!

To read the following sequel, click here.


venus66 said...

Nice to read you after such a long time. Truly a wonderful story poem.Very informative indeed. I am glad. Thank you.

shri ramesh sadasivam said...

Thank you Venus. For reading and so soon and liking it.

Parv Kaushik said...

seeing your blog alive after so much time! nice to hear from you after so long!! how are you man? howz everythng?

shri ramesh sadasivam said...

I am fine Parv! Took a dive within myself hence had to disappear from online for quite sometime. :)

All iizz well :)