Kabir

(1440 - 1518 / Pratapgar, Uttar Pradesh, India)

Comments about Kabir

  • Rookie Eyear Dugg (9/13/2012 12:37:00 PM)

    The writer of this block deserves hell and dog shit in his every meal...
    Everyone knows that kabir was a great indian poet..

    and the writer of this block just converted his best hindi poems into english...
    m telling yo, this writer deserves a good punch on his face for spoiling better to say insulting hindi literature.
    Plz rewrite it in hindi...

    -eyEar dugg (first fastest rapper of India in world.)

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  • Rookie Dr.jyoti Parekh (8/28/2012 6:03:00 AM)

    I would like Kabir's poems in Hindi. Can you suggest.?

  • Rookie - 0 Points Monoj Panday (6/3/2012 9:10:00 PM)

    I am always liked sant kabir's poem, which is inspired me.

  • Rookie Mark Bell (4/6/2012 12:55:00 AM)

    In this wonderful poem and all others written by Sant Kabir, when He uses the word word it should be capitalized for the same reason that we capitalize 'HE

  • Rookie - 5 Points Vikram Aarella - The Poem Shooter (5/30/2006 10:20:00 AM)

    one of the greatest poets of the bakthi movement.

  • Rookie Nagamuthu Osho (10/14/2005 3:33:00 AM)

    ' O Radiant Saint of Gaint faith,

    Where can I find thee?
    'O Radiant Saint of Gaint faith,
    Where the faint light of moon sleep?
    'O wake my mind to blest me, with best and worth!
    Where i stand on the sand to serve and not to weep;
    'O river of illusion vanish when divine ocean enters, Ye flee!

    Dedicating to Mystic Poet, Saint Kabir.....

Best Poem of Kabir

Abode Of The Beloved

Oh Companion That Abode Is Unmatched,
Where My Complete Beloved Is.

In that Place There Is No Happiness or Unhappiness,
No Truth or Untruth
Neither Sin Nor Virtue.
There Is No Day or Night, No Moon or Sun,
There Is Radiance Without Light.

There Is No Knowledge or Meditation
No Repetition of Mantra or Austerities,
Neither Speech Coming From Vedas or Books.
Doing, Not-Doing, Holding, Leaving
All These Are All Lost Too In This Place.

No Home, No Homeless, Neither Outside or Inside,
Micro and Macrocosm Are Non-Existent.
Five ...

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Are You Looking For Me?

Are you looking for me? I am in the next seat.
My shoulder is against yours.
you will not find me in the stupas, not in Indian shrine
rooms, nor in synagogues, nor in cathedrals:
not in masses, nor kirtans, not in legs winding
around your own neck, nor in eating nothing but
vegetables.

When you really look for me, you will see me

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