Showing posts with label Civilization. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Civilization. Show all posts

11/09/2013

Arrogant Ego

Meteor-Crater on Earth
 Very few may even think of how finite resources from the Earth are squandered for fancies that have no relevance to well-being of all the living-beings on the earth.

Arrogant Ego


Arrogant Ego of hi-tech-man,
mountain-high, with blinkers on,
from satellites to PC to metropolis
that leave deep craters
in the Earth – than meteors
Without Bang many Wars.

(Mumbai | 05:06, Wed 28-12-2011)
Note: Image Source: Internet

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14/05/2013

WAR VICTIM


Infant Terrible








Born under the shadow
of Second World War
it was their flat 2D world
of the white skin people
by default its hot soot
settled on his godforsaken
enslaved brown soil village
by Natural design by Air
the soot left him lame
in his system forever
from Liberation.

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Mumbai | 05-03-13

Life is larger than all Arts, Sciences, Religions, Philosophies, trade, techs, States ... through times and places that civilized societies invented. — Remigius de Souza

NOTE
Default: a term used in computer lingo.
Air: one of the Five Primal Elements.
2D: two dimensional.

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01/04/2012

LIVING IN FOOL’S PARADISE

 LIVING IN FOOL’S PARADISE

Once conditioned by the system
Subjected to a quarter century
Of rigors of the mass schooling
It is not easy going, easy keeping
Aflame awareness
In the cyclonic waves turbulent
By the anarchist housekeeper
One tends to buy time
In the memory (of events, images)
In future (projecting hopes, images).
Transient is but Time;
Remi is racing with Time.


Mumbai
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30/09/2011

These Offspring of Kali

By Remigius de Souza

Goddess Kali
Kali - Goddess of Destruction and Regeneration,
is one of the three expressions of Shakti or Energy.
The other two are Lakshmi - goddess of sustenance
and Sarasvati - Goddess of Learning.

I jump on an incoming evening seven thirteen train
to secure a window seat.
As I open 'Leaves of Grass' the first line noticed,
declares, 'Sing on there in the swamp' in
the 'Memoirs of President Lincoln'.

An urchin occupies the seat next to me
With harmonium on her lap;
Her fingers wide apart, search for a pitch across
on the bars, high low, high low,
from maintain picks to deep seas.

She settles on a pitch appropriate to the crowded train
in motion, plays a pop movie song.
On the threshold of sprouting youth, her dark face
And full eyes glowed divine grace;
She is sound personified.

Her wards, two little sisters, one recites the song lines;
The other with tiny folded hands;
They appeal to the softer edges of weary home-going crowd;
They, not belonging to the mundane, remain
Untouched by hostilities or sympathies.

The Time atomised; there is no yesterday, tomorrow neither.
The concert moves to the next compartment.
They have not lost either their fragrance of innocence
Or dignity of untimely adulthood,
In the energies creative to sustain.

The last straw of hope, yet for the Post-historic
Civilization of exploitation,
These offspring of Kali, until they open
The Third Eye imminent
To make way for regeneration.

(Written, 1980s)
Notes 1: 21st century is witnessing uprisings of the poor at many places. This has been happening in the past, but now it is simultaneously a Global Action, as a result of Global Oppression by invisible tentacles of invisible global Capitalist Powers.
2: Image of Goddess Kali is one of the popular versions that are mass-printed in various sizes, available in the market.
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23/11/2010

Scholarship (Uraban Haiku)

Scholarship

Finally, after every  
Book of Discourses  
Another enters —    
No Action. 


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05/11/2010

TWILIGHT ZONE (With Marathi Translation)

Earthworms - Silent Workers
A window of a cell – an eye on the world  
moves on and on, on the wings of clouds,  
a journey on the border of day and night
in the community of the Earth and stars.  

Here one can’t even touch nor is there
a room for trivialities of theories  
of trade, politics and philosophies,
and of the earthlings who don’t belong  

to the Earth and the Sun, living on  
self-deception and squabbles blown  
out of proportion, work–work–work,
work to leave glorious ruins behind.

The gods, god persons live on preaching
a hope of salvation, raise monuments
by blood-shed by the earthlings bonded  
perpetually to the chains of chaos.  

Blessed are the earthworms far away
from the public eye; they don’t make
scriptures or monuments out of their
shit to the legacy or lead Life astray.   
-- Remigius de Souza
(Twilight Zone was Published by ARCHETYPES INDIA on 25 June 2010. Also read a Comment by Nold Egenter)


संधिप्रकाश मंडल: विसाव्या शतकाचे श्राध्द

गवाक्ष कुटीचे - नजर जगतावर 
सरकते पुढे पुढे, ढगांच्या पंखांवर
यात्रा दिवस-रात्रीच्या संधीवर 
जेथे धरती व तारकांचा वसे परिवार 

येथे ना कुणी स्पर्शू करू शके, येथे ना
स्थान कःपदार्थ सिध्दांताना
व्यापार, राजकारण अन् दर्शनांच्या; 
अन भूचरांना जयाना नसे घरोबा 

वसुंधरा व दिवाकराशी, जे जगतात
आत्मप्रतारणेत अन फुगवलेल्या वादंगांत
प्रमाणाबाहेर. काम - काम - काम,
काम जो सोडीजे मागे भव्य भग्नावशेष 

दैवते, भगत, जे जगती देऊन प्रवचने   
मुक्तीच्या आशेची व उभारती स्मारके
रक्ताच्या साड्यांवर भूचारांच्या, जे जखडलेले 
सर्वकाळ अराजकांच्या साखळदंडांत.

पावन आहेत गांडुळे दुरस्त 
सार्वजनिक नजरेआड, ते नाही निर्मित
धर्मशास्त्रे वा स्मारके आपल्या
विष्टेतून वारसांसाठी, ना संहार जीवनाचा



टीप: १.  मूळ "Twilight Zone" (१६-०८-१९९९)  या प्रकाशित (poetry.com) इंग्रजी कवितेचे स्वैर भाषांतर.

२. प्रतिमा - गांडूळे, मृदा संधारण करणारा पर्यावरणातील एक महत्वाचा जीव, जो अजूनपर्यंत दुर्लक्षित होता



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24/08/2008

A lesson in a non-action action

A lesson in a non-action action

There’s none other lesson than in
Non-action action in communion
With nature like a savage aborigine
The son of soil in bliss eternal
Here and now for a civilised man.

Alas, Remi the son of man
Belonging to a civilisation
Dwells in Future or in the Past
Of super-ego astray gone;
May Remi now in action at his last
To love his self until his last!

I now notice ripples tiniest
In the space innermost
I now witness movements calm
In the depth innermost
The bliss I enjoy now highest.
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Remigius de Souza
Mumbai
28-12-1999
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03/06/2008

At the age of sixty (Marathi Poem)

At the age of sixty – seventy
Ate my daily Roti – bread –
But a thought never touched conscience
‘For the grain of this Roti
Some man – woman in exile
Toiled in the heat – cold – rain’
Roti, a good deed of Brahma
Its worth priced in two-ana coin
And Food-Brahma got caught
In the noose of Civilization
. . .

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