Najeeb Vadakkekad


The Prophet Of Lotus - Poem by Najeeb Vadakkekad

Siddhartha, when he
Was 29, living in the
Kingdom
Of flesh and fruits,
And thinking of
Human loneliness;
he saw a beggar's
Shadow on his
His own!
The imperial agony of
Being men/woman?

Then the tempest
Of wife,
Bedbugs,
Son,
Temptations,
But never a
Call from
God himself!


Enlightened!
Enlightened!
Enlightened!

Feast of goat.
A handful of milk,

After so many years.
Kushinagar,
Buddha at his dying age!
While walking through
The street with
Hundreds of
Disciples as thousands
Of bloomed lotus
On pond, some
Of them saw
A king's shade
That leaning
Backward of
Budha!

But Buddha,
An atheist friend
Of god
Never ever
See the
Shadow of
God own him.

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  • Gold Star - 34,112 Points Gajanan Mishra (2/21/2013 6:39:00 AM)

    Good poem. shadow on his own. bloomed lotus. I like it. thanks.
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 21, 2013


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