Manatita is an esteemed author living in London, UK. He writes spiritual books, flash fiction and esoteric poetry, his favourite genre.
This Marriage of Sacrifice. A Free verse Sonnet
This marriage, is a marriage of Sacrifice to mothers,
Like the blossoming flowers and their fragrances.
There will be no divorce; no dearth of fortitude;
Only an endless concern of selflessness and Love.
Adversity burns their diligence,
Until they fall down on wounded knees.
Slow-moving lovers, too tired to persevere,
As the man-made rain, forcefully makes them stumble.
Bleeding the pangs of ingratitude and loneliness,
They lift up their soul to heaven, praying
For the patience and dauntless courage,
Which silently sanctifies their lives.
Like lavenders, Love adds more redolence to their breaths,
Wrapping them in blankets of garlands, to diminish life’s winter chills.
Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 11th May, 2019.
From Sri Chinmoy's play
"Mother, give me the Light of Knowledge,
The Light of Discrimination and the Light of Renunciation." - Sri Chinmoy from the play: Mother: Give me The Light of Knowledge.
All Glory to my Mother's Name
You are my music and my song;
My brightest Light when things go wrong
All where, all where, you beat your gong,
On broken drums to make me strong.
You are my lyre and my lute,
The sweetest sounds within my flute.
Thank God your treasured smile’s so cute,
Full of compassion, so called ‘Ruth.’
Sweet mother dear, thy sacrifice,
Coupled with love and great advice.
Your sweet concern did but entice,
Me to no wrong ‘fore thinking twice.
You are my bridegroom and my bride,
Robed in the wedding dress I tried.
So cute, so cuddly that I lied,
When the dressmaker, I espied.
Mother you kissed my wounded soul,
And dyed my precious Heart in gold.
My strength and kindness you did mould;
A selfless spirit to behold.
For my mistake’s mom took the blame,
When I messed up, she hid my shame.
Humble, low, she shunned all fame,
All glory to my mother’s name.
Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 11th May, 2019
Spiritual sacrifice -- A Face
Mother Supreme, by Sri Chinmoy
"Soul stirring eyes of gold delight,
All where reigning supreme-
Our blind secrecy's dream
She seizes with Her all forgiving Sight.
Torn now asunder our ego's screen,
Under Her Smile of Grace
Blooms quick our surrender's face.
She paves the way to a life evergreen" -Sri Chinmoy
Prayer and Tribute to the Divine Mother
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