The Sands Ot Time

the day
the two pious souls merged,
and the might of the sun
melted in the beauty of the moon,
that moment
the fame of yashwant,
merged with
the truth of rita

the day
the unshakable calm
of yashwant
met the giver in rita,
it wasn't just the union
of yashwant and rita,
it wasn't just the epic beginning
of an eternal bond
of señor and señorita,
it was like the divine union
of ram and sita

the day
the smiles of yashwant,
bounced of the eyes of rita,
the story they penned,
was not witnessing
the waves of the eternity of seas
just kissing the sands of time,
it was holier far
than the bhagwat gita

© sashikant mohanty

I Can't Be Your Ram

i have been here for ages
i am today, and i will always be,
i came before you,
i came before time,
i created the universe,
and then i carved you
to make my garden complete,
i can't be just your ram

i have been here for ages,
as raman, rahman, ramen, ramsay,
as rampreet, and rambha,
as ramee and ramani,
ramshaw and ramsbottom,
i live both as ramvir and ramjeet,
i glow in the dark as ramdeep, 
and i shine as ramjyot,
i thrive in ramlila
and in ramadan, as well,
i live in every soul,
i can't be just your ram

i have been here for ages,
and brought life when it's due,
and took it, when it's time was up,
i am too big to be confined
to temples, churches, mosques
and gurudwaras,
i am too small to be seen and felt,
where egos grow too big,
and wisdom too shallow,
i am in everyone, everyone is in me,
i can't be just your ram

i have been here for ages,
beyond the edges of space and time,
what a pity
that you claim
you'll give life to me,
even the potter
who carves me of earth,
stops short of giving me life,
who are you to give life to me,
giving and taking life
is just my job,
who are you to disfigure my garden,
and run a sham,
i can't be your ram!



© sashikant mohanty