#hindu poem | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

musingsonthemahabharata · 5 months

Text

on writing as an act of transcendence

the beautiful image is a painting of Sarasvatī that belongs to a set of sixty which chronologically depict a tale told in the Mahābhārata (as well as in the Mārkaṇḍeya Purāṇa and in the Śrīmad Devībhāgavata), that of King Hariścandra. this painting is one of two beginning the set, and it depicts the invocation of Sarasvatī, the Goddess of knowledge, speech and poetry, who is invoked as the flow of (and to flow the) words and wisdom of the telling. Gaṇeśa is invoked, as well.

in a seminar i recently went to, we discussed sacred texts, and the invocation of Gods & Goddesses in their openings - the muse in the Illiad, the deities in the Sanskrit texts etc. it made me reflect on writing as an inherently transcendental act. as in, it is not you who writes (or creates etc). it is being written through you, and it is therefore futile to take ownership for it.

as a 'writer', i oftentimes read my work and feel as if it was written by someone else. of course, my biases seep in (in editing, especially), but if i fully connect, the experience is that of it being written through me, and not by me.

i understand the invocation of the muses and Goddesses to reflect, in part, this understanding: that the act of creation subsumes and transcends the self or ego, even if only momentarily. that in creating, we tap into and open pathways within that we usually do not access customarily, when we are so entrenched in our sense of self that the energy can only flow in one way (that of sustaining our identity and the patterns which construct it). in creating, the energy can be freed to flow in new or in more ways. this is how i understand the surrendering to the muse or to one's art that is so lauded by poets. 🦢

23 notes · View notes

carrotkicks · 8 months

Note

Favorite fairytale?

Shrek

#uh cinderella maybe?#or little red riding hood #<- as western fairytales go anyways #i have a fondness for a the good ole hindu epic poems i read adaptations of as a kid. ramayana. mahabharata

41 notes · View notes

dishigoyal · 1 year

Text

we the warrior

I am a woman,Shakti engraved on my bones

I played in the parks, ran in the winds

and sung with the melody of thunder

I grew up, they reminded modesty

Rati held my hand, led me out

We danced on the eve of lust

Drenched in the rain of passion

I am desire, bold in my will and diction

I picked up reins the chariot ready for me, it was snatched for I was not to dream

Fight, growled Durga from the cement of my being

jerked awake a she in me.

The clang of swords and gurgle of blood my battle cry

Me, here am I

They turned their backs upon me

A woman, to be humoured or not to be

Words spread, questions fired, they marked,stained the very "character" of me

A hiss shook the exterior

revenge, chanted Kali, I obeyed

out of the veils of mocking modesty, of the chains of misdeemed muliebrity

broke the confines of man relinquishing relics of safety, shields

took to the streets and battlegrounds

the army of mother, of daughter, of woman my pillar

we shook the core of the ancient oppressor

we emerge, we the warrior,

we emerge, we the warrior.

Here's my Instagram - @dishigoyal_

Note:

Italicized names are hindu goddesses. Here's what they signify:

Shakti-is the primordial cosmic energy, female in aspect,represents the dynamic forces that move through the universe.

Rati-known to denote love, beauty, sexual pleasure and a woman who is extremely happy and blissful with her lover or husband.

Durga-unleashes her divine wrath against the wicked for the liberation of the oppressed, and entails destruction to empower creation.

Kali-alongside being the Goddess of darkness, destruction, and death, is also a symbol of Mother Nature because as she is timeless and formless, representing the creation of life and the universe as well.

#poem #poets corner #poetry #short poem #the sacred feminine #feminist #feminist poetry #feminism #hindu #hindublr #desiblr #hindufeminism

85 notes · View notes

dreaminginthedeepsouth · 6 months

Text

Today is the first day of the annual wonderful holiday of Diwali ! The beautiful autumn Hindu festival of light! of light over darkness, good over evil, peace over war, friendship over enmity... we need the light now more than ever…

[Mary Elaine LeBey]

* * * *

“This is a day of celebration! Today, we are divorcing the past and marrying the present. Dance, and you will find God in every room. Today, we are divorcing resentment and marrying forgiveness. Sing, and God will find you in every tune. Today, we are divorcing indifference and marrying love. Drink, and play that tambourine against your thighs. We have so much celebrating to do!”

― Kamand Kojouri

[alive on all channels]

#Kamand Kojouri #poem #celebration #diwali #alive on all channels #Hindu #light

30 notes · View notes

raviqw1290 · 9 days

Text

ये सत्य है कि माँ के चरणों मैं स्वर्ग है।

जो पुरुष नारी जाति का सम्मान करना नहीं जानते वो माँ के चरणों के महत्व को कभी समझ नहीं सकते।

जो पुरुष नारी जाति का सम्मान करना नहीं जानते वो मुझसे दूर रहें।

10 notes · View notes

dr-scribbler · 2 months

Text

Chudikodutha Sudarkodi - Kothai and her love

When they say that they will always wait for you

But Andal waited all her life for him, for her Ranganatha(Vishnu/Krishna)

இதயம் இதயம் எரிகின்றதே இறங்கிய கண்ணீர் அணைக்கின்றதே உள்ளங்கையில் ஒழுகும் நீர்போல் என்னுயிரும் கரைவதென்ன இருவரும் ஒரு முறை காண்போமா இல்லை நீ மட்டும் என்னுடல் காண்பாயா கலையென்ற ஜோதியில் காதலை எரிப்பது சரியா பிழையா விடை நீ சொல்லய்யா

Roughly Translated.

My heart is burning, My tears are dripping like the water in my palm. Why is my soul also melting? Will both of us meet once? Otherwise, will you alone see my body? Is it right to burn love with a light called art? Is that correct? Or is that wrong? Tell me the answer to that....

The above lyrics are from the song Marghazhi Thingal Allava( Sangamam Movie Tamil)

@whippersnappersbookworm @harinishivaa @thelekhikawrites @willkatfanfromasia @yehshuhua @arachneofthoughts @vibishalakshman @nspwriteups @thirst4light @hollogramhallucination @celestesinsight @curiousgalacticsoul @themorguepoet @tranquilsightseer @nature-writes29

#krishna #radha krishna #hare krishna #vishnu #bhudevi #AndalxKrishna #divine feminine #divine #heartbreak #femalelove #poetry #poet #tamilmovie #tamil #hinduism #hindu mythology #tamil poem #rama

12 notes · View notes

yogiyodhaka · 7 months

Text

ODE TO MURALIDHAR (KRSNA)

O Divine Flute-Player:

How You attract souls towards You

With Your alluring melodies

Is beyond comprehension.

You melt all in the crucible of Divine Beauty

And Love Profound!

Sweet Muralidhar,

Let all your bhaktas taste

The sweetness of Your Sacred nectar,

Savored through the remembrance of Your Holy Name!

Love Divine, Sweet Love!

Come, play the Tune of Bliss

In the flute of our Spine!

Our Souls shall then sing,

Your ambrosial melodies.

Let the Wind of Your Divine Breath

Ascend and Descend through us!

Then shall the song of Divine Praise resound

Through us, Your intoxicated lovers!

#hinduism #poems and quotes #poetry #sanatana dharma #spiritual #kriya #kriya yoga #krsna #hare krishna #hare krsna #krishna #vishnu #bhagavad gita #bhakti #hindu #iskcon #krishna consciousness

22 notes · View notes

poeticalyx · 1 month

Text

Samudra-manthan ke hodh me,

Nikla wo ban ke amrit,

Danav aur devta,

Sab use paane ke liye the prerit,

Use sabhi ne lagaya shish,

Aur mai ban kar nikli jehrila vish,

Koi naa karna chaha vish ko grahan,

Par nilkanth ne kiya sahan,

Mujhe sabne usse thukraya,

Aur me chal padi uski bankar nila saya.

समुद्र-मंथन के होड़ में,

निकला वह बन के अमृत,

दानव और देवता,

सब उसे पाने के लिए थे प्रेरित।

उसे सबने लगाया शीर्ष,

और मैं बन कर निकली जहरीला विष।

कोई ना करना चाहा विष को ग्रहण,

पर नीलकंठ ने किया सहन।

मुझे सबने उससे ठुकराया,

और मैं चल पड़ी उसकी ब��ंकर नीला साया।

Midst the tug war of sea churning,

He arised being the holy fluid of immortality,

Evil and God,

Everyone-

To have him played the game witty,

Each of them bowed to him due respect,

As slowly I, from sea, rised being the toxin of suspect,

To drink the toxin-

Each took steps back of month,

But delicately and droughtly drank by Nilkanth,

They kept me apart from him-my holy fluid,

Now I lovingly labrynth into him as his blue shadow of void.

—poetiCalyx

8 notes · View notes

lilavatilikeslemons · 4 months

Text

Homecoming

An instance of returning home.

----------

Unedited- You've been warned.

---------

Rama looked down below, overseeing all that was happening.

He saw the many people that had gotten together, with one purpose- to celebrate.

He saw gifts being sent and greetings being shared.

He had overseen them from the very beginning.

From when the seed had been sown,

To now, the fruit being born.

He saw the vision in so many eyes come to life before him.

He chuckled.

His presence was always there.

Always.

It would always be present, for the ones who sought it.

But now, it felt like it was his homecoming, once more.

And he couldn't be happier.

-----

जय सीतारामलक्ष्मण की!

WOOOOOOOOO

LESGOOOOOO

you guys would not believe the amount of time this took

It's not much, I hope that y'all like it!

Stay safe, hydrated and healthy!

Have a good one!

#ramayana #ram mandir #ram #hindublr #desiblr #hindu #fanfic #fluff #fanfiction #short writing #idk if its a poem or not #but ok #now time to go back into hibernation #shri ram #sri rama #jai shree ram

13 notes · View notes

sambhavami · 5 months

Text

Love must Prevail

They were born to love,

But not in peace.

Time and time again,

Time stood at their door,

Knocking.

It's time to leave,

To be in the opposite corners of the world.

They need not forget-

They must not forget,

For if they do, they live in peace.

Who wants that?

Their paths should cross a million times,

Not long enough to sit,

And smell the flowers in their hair

For there can be love only

In separation, in anguish.

And all that comes in the way-

Peace and trust and hope and all that

Must be destroyed.

For love must prevail,

After all,

Above all,

Love must prevail.

#original poetry #original writing #poem #love #hindu mythology #vishnu #lakshmi #separation #memory #desi tumblr

9 notes · View notes

vyankarak · 25 days

Text

But mother, he tries to fix me and I try not to ruin him.

#desi poetry #desi stuff #desiblr #poetry #spilled poem #english literature #literature #ex hindu #cat pics #guitar

4 notes · View notes

3ammonologue · 1 year

Text

In Your Mother's Womb You Vowed

In your mother's womb you vowed not to be born again. When will you recall the vow?

And die, even while alive (to all desire, and be released from birth and death)

Great honor will be yours in this life and greater honor after death.

-- Lal Ded (Lalleshwari)

17 notes · View notes

raviqw1290 · 2 months

Text

क्या ये सच है कि,प्रेम समर्पण के बिन अपूर्ण होता है!

ज़ब कोई मानिनी स्वेच्छा से किसीको वरती है, तब पूर्ण सहमति से अपना सर्वस्व अर्पण करती है !

जब प्रेमसिक्त आँखें हृदय भाव का दर्पण दिखाती है, तो सामने प्रियतम की छवि अनायास ही आती है !

#desi girl #shayriara #hindi poem #india #supriyawithoutsu #desi tag #desiblr #literary quotes #radha krishna #tumblr poetry #main hun hi nahin iss duniya ki #hindi poetry #humapkehaikaun #hindu mythology #desi humor

7 notes · View notes

ongoing-catastrophe · 6 months

Text

An unfinished poem to an indefinite goddess (may I never have to speak your name in prayer)

you stand above me, honest and cruel and watch as i prostrate myself here at your measly shrine there is nothing left mother, nothing so divine i have nothing left to offer but this beating heart of mine

i would write you a thousand songs mother, i would sing you a thousand lies i would tear my own meat in offering and keep it from the flies but now that you have had you feast, mother, wont you listen to my cries wont you open up that stony heart and unveil your fearsome eyes

and when i have nothing left mother, and starve here in your care will you too slice your own neck to give to me to eat will you feed me on your blood mother, wash me in your tears will you cover me in the blacked shroud of your ever matted hair

#poetry #hindu mythology #hinduism #free write #not sure where i was going with this and not sure i want to finish it #prayers dont have to make sense #i suppose #the goddess will know i'm speaking to her #my poem

3 notes · View notes

oreongutan · 2 years

Text

Thou saidst, — O faithless one, self-slain with doubt,

Why seekest thou my loveliness without,

And askest wind or wave or flowering dell

The secret that within thyself doth dwell?

I am of thee, as thou of me, a part.

Look for me in the mirror of thy heart.

- Songs Of Radha, The Quest (Sarojini Naidu)

66 notes · View notes

sambhavami · 5 months

Text

Trepidation

Through the menacing bars on her prison window

She stares into the void. Only darkness stands before her.

No lamps are lit here, in the kingdom of defeats.

She looks for the son that lives across the smirking, dancing river

He lives. For now.

The only light across the valley is of soldiers marching,

Bearing the torch of murder.

Does he remember?

Probably not.

Shall he return?

She shudders.

How dare she bid him back when death is all that awaits!

At his birth, they said he was the end of despair. Is he?

Is he truly the tide to drown them all?

Or just a sponge to take and take

Until nothing remains anymore?

#original poetry #poem #original poem #hindu mythology #krishna #desi tumblr #devaki #trepidation

6 notes · View notes