Your Maya Poem by ramesh rai

I was then hardly five
residing at Muri by hill side
my mother and my aunt told me
i wanted to go on hill top
and meditate there; when i came
into my existence i wanted
to leave my home, desired
to go on exile where i could meditate
but your maya always prevented me
suggested me to live in worldly affair
and to discharge my duty
that i performed with devotion

At thirty two i left the home
went to varanasi as a vagabond
within two days i realised
i have my wife and two sons
Lord Buddha was a prince
he had nothing to think
so, i returned back

When i came back i saw
every one weeping for my presence

I pledged never to quit
since then discharging my duty
only death can separate me.

These all are your maya
which is permeating the life
of every creature to live in
and to die for home.

But, now my home is this world.