17th century indian poet.
Descripton: Esoteric and Comical
First He Looked Confused
I could not lie anymore so I started to call my dog "God."
First he looked
then he started smiling, then he even
I kept at it: now he doesn’t even
I am wondering if this
might work on
I Might Act Serious
If God would stop telling jokes
I might act
A Good Poem
A good poem is like finding a hole
in the palace wall–
never know what you
If you treat the opposite sex with reverence
will you pay a price?
If you stop your fault-finding and covetous ways
will your earnings not suffice?
If you sit in prayer and meditation
will it cost a living wage?
If you trust the words of realized souls
will your boss forget your pay?
Is it a burden to pursue wisdom?
Do you fear the price it brings?
Fools worry about the little stuff.
Don't they know? God brings everything!