Manatita is an esteemed author living in London, UK. He writes spiritual books, flash fiction and esoteric poetry, his favourite genre.
A Pageantry of Colours
Wedded to Your Fingers for Eternity
They say I’m a lyrical genius,
And perhaps there’s some merit here;
Yet I would love to be that diamond glint,
Wedded to Your fingers for eternity.
How beautiful are memories, full of golden
Yesterdays, my longing nestling on Your radiant
Heart, like the scent of fresh flowers, guided
By zephyrs to a meadow of dreams fulfilled.
Alas! Today I sing with a weary voice, and though
My Rhythm and Blues float, like that of nightingales,
There are so many worries hidden in my songs! I recall
When the moon bathed our hearts through the shadows
Of the nights; how we dazzled in silence like radiant lights.
But my days are not so good now, and last night was bleak.
It was the 14th day of lockdown and I spent it in agony,
Dreaming of what was, with nerves frayed like damaged fuses.
The Healing Power of Light
Not so long ago, I was bemused by a plethora
Of beauty. The moon and sun sat at my table,
And I mingled in the ocean of my own Light. The stars
Came singing a thousand ballads, and I rose at dawn,
Like a lion, roaring the message of freedom to the breeze.
But we come and go on Life’s pendulum, where all is
Transient. A stark pill to swallow as I pray … that
Heaven will bless my soul with glory.
Alas! Worries envelop me, and an amazing moonlight,
Aglow with good intentions, passes me by and I guess
I won’t be dreaming of solace any time soon.
I go all ugly in my current demise, forgetting that
There’s always beauty within. I’m like a Shakespearean
Tragedy, breathing a tapestry of coloured mists, as
Exquisite as a velvet glove. As such, I wallow in it,
My tears like one looting … looting a burning house.
I shirk away, like cats who hide their paws when
Approached; only the wax on a candle knows my weeping.
Something has stolen away my happiness and I feel like
Love’s Lover, who cannot let go of the burden of grieving.
I want to fight, but expression is a slow process for
Me in my abyss, and neither would drastic medicine
Work, as I’m not so receptive to Your Love. So I lament
How things were at my zenith of beauty, fall in love with
The ways of the Spirit, seeking the Himalayas … of Light.
They say I’m a lyrical genius,
And perhaps there’s some merit here.
Yet I would love to be that diamond glint,
Wedded to Your fingers for eternity.
- Manatita, The Lantern Carrier. 27th September, 2020.
Wise words from Sri Chinmoy
"God's compassion
Always gives to me.
It never takes anything from me.
Constant giving, is its game eternal.
This giving, remains an eternal beginning,
With no end." - Sri Chinmoy
The Power of Light
© 2020 manatita44
Comments
manatita44 (author) from london on October 28, 2020:
Haha.
All come from God's ever-creative flow within my soul and Spirit. A blending or merging with the One. Thank you so much!! Appreciated!!
Rosina, I will. I have been doing so recently and commenting on the latest and on those I can of my Hubber-friends. I will visit you post prayer. Thanks again. Salaam!
Umesh Chandra Bhatt from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on October 28, 2020:
Manatita, my brother, you are as briallant as ever. I liked the part wedded to your fingers. Thanking you for honouring me through this subtle but powerful composition.
Rosina S Khan on October 28, 2020:
Manatita, I have a new article story which you can read. It will probably go to the niche site tonight BDT. Just check out my profile.
manatita44 (author) from london on October 28, 2020:
Shaloo!
You're with us in the world of the living? Sorry, I actually, and you too most probably love having you here. Haha.
Yes, Sri Krishna is always adorable. Thank you for the awesome sentiment.
Chitrangada Ji
What a beautiful sentiment! The wedding ring thing is my way of saying I long to blend in the Absolute. But you know all that. Peace.
Linda C
Funny how my Heart works. I did not feel your line, so I read that part again. Haha. Then only it made sense. Everything there works together. But yes, they are awesome lines as some tell me. Gratitude... much!
Rosina ji,
They have taken away the comment section in niche sites, as you know. But I did read the culmination of your masterpiece. Marriage and childred eh? Great life! Gratitude.
Shaloo Walia from India on October 28, 2020:
A lyrical genius you indeed are! Loved the poems and the quote by Sri Chinmoy. Krishna looks adorable as ever.
Chitrangada Sharan from New Delhi, India on October 27, 2020:
' Wedded to your fingers---' sounds so serene. Loved the whole composition.
Beautiful tribute to Umesh ji and an insightful poem.
The power of light(spiritual) is to illuminate the soul, that's what I believe.
Thank you for sharing.
Linda Crampton from British Columbia, Canada on October 27, 2020:
I love the idea of the moon bathing our heart through the shadows. Best wishes to you, Manatita.
Rosina S Khan on October 27, 2020:
Beautiful pieces of poetry, Manatita. Thank you for sharing.
manatita44 (author) from london on October 27, 2020:
Shauna, I did it for a performance poetry Slam. In Slams we have to make it relate to every day life, so I related it to Covid-19 and the politics of the nation. You are seeing the changed version, but I still left a touch of mundane. 95% of my poetry, reflect the varying moods of the soul ... all souls. Gratitude.
peggy, Thank you.
You're also seeing it like Sha. I suppose it's written that way ... a bit. I was born for solitude and this time I mean just being by myself. I have done it for 38 years now, so Covid is not a problem .. let alone my Spirituality. (Chuckle) But I have known a long time, that we have to make it more human some times. wait till you see my next piece. Haha. Much Love.
Yes, Devika. He is awesome! Thank you. Much love.
Bill, wow!
You're on a roll, Bro. Thank you so much!! I know you will love my next piece in a couple of days. Quite different!!
Shauna L Bowling from Central Florida on October 27, 2020:
Interesting poem, manatita. It's beautifully written, as usual and very visual. The difference with this one is you seem as vulnerable and delicate as many of the rest of us human beings feel from time to time.
I wasn't expecting this based on the title. I absolutely enjoyed it and love seeing the human side of you.
Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on October 27, 2020:
Your poetry had a different edge to it this time. The ongoing pandemic can occasionally dampen our spirits. Let's all dwell on the good times and savor our sweet memories. Brighter days lie ahead after we weather this storm together. Sending good wishes and blessings your way.
Devika Primić from Dubrovnik, Croatia on October 27, 2020:
manatita44 A brilliant write here and Bhaia Ji Umesh Chandra Bhattm is a great person.. Beautiful as ever!
Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on October 27, 2020:
"Not so long ago, I was bemused by a plethora
Of beauty"....and you shared that beauty with us, well enough for us to experience it without seeing it, and that is the mark of a gifted writer, my friend. Well done! It is a pure joy to read your words.
Blessings always
manatita44 (author) from london on October 27, 2020:
The video has power all right. A dynamic flow and a sweet piece of Russian creativity at the beginning. Peace, Mr Happy. (See below)
manatita44 (author) from london on October 27, 2020:
Ji is a term of reverence ... of respect, esteem. Bhaia is brother. So it becomes 'My esteemed or revered brother.'
Now you are one 'crazy' dude. Lol. Election blues? Haha. Thanks for the correction.
The first line was not initially part of the poem. Someone called me that, so I included it for enhanced effects. Seems it's working. Stay well and blessed.
Mr. Happy from Toronto, Canada on October 27, 2020:
Who is Bhaia Ji Umesh Chandra Bhattm by the way?
Mr. Happy from Toronto, Canada on October 27, 2020:
"They say I’m a lyrical genius," and what popped in my brain was:
"On a heavenly level
Bang the bass turn up the treble
Radical mind day and night all the time
Seven to fourteen wise divine
Maniac brainiac winning the game
I'm the lyrical Jesse James" - The Power by Snap
"Something has stolen away my happiness" - No, no, no. Nobody can steal our happiness. It's not an object to have stolen. It's a state of mind and as such it is a personal choice for each individual: to be happy, or not to be happy. Which one will it be Hamlet? lol
"I shirk away, like cats who hide they paws when" - Did You mean "their", or am I just being the usual awful guy with poetry? Haha!!
"I want to fight, but expression is a slow process for
Me in my abyss," - I like what You did there: finished your line in the next line. Haha!! You like my terrible explanation? I know absolutely nothing about poetry but I did like how You structured this bit.
"They say I’m a lyrical genius" - You really got that song stuck in my head this morning: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j1BNcSBApOU
Gonna be singing it all day, I have a feeling. Haha!!
Alrighty, You have yourself a joyful evening and all the very best!
manatita44 (author) from london on October 27, 2020:
Thank you, Brenda.
A sweet sentiment to begin with for my poem. Gratitude.
BRENDA ARLEDGE from Washington Court House on October 26, 2020:
Manatita44,
Your words are as eloquent as ever. Lockdown can play with our minds making us feel differently than we did before.
Seeking the ways of the spirit is always the right path to walk.
