Poems by B D Khanna

This poem was written after the death of my mother. When she was alive I was not sincere to her. All of her gratitude and good deeds were out of mind. But after her death my conscience doesn’t allowed to forget her. It always used to knock at my heart and to say something about that great soul who scarified a lot for me . In her last days when I used to go to my home town to see her, she never complained about my ungratefulness and carelessness. A mother’s heart always showers blessings. Alas! this is the rule of this world to worship one after death.
SHE IS NO MORE
I am feeling her absence now,
But she is no more.
It’s human nature to forget everyone,
But I will remember her throughout my life,
For her gratitude and good deeds,
Done to me, and her showers of blessings,
Are still with me to water my life’s field.
She would be pleased to see her dreams fulfilled,
By her ungrateful darling,
And would still extend her more wishes,
For my prosperity in life.
She had scarified a lot,
for whom?
For Me! For Me ! For Me !
I think she had to pay my debt of previous births,
Which she has totally cleared,
Before leaving this “ World Counter”
And she is no more.
This is the rule of this selfish world,
We hate when they are alive,
But worship when they are dead.

This is a religious poem. It describes that if we have all worldly things there is something more without that all these things are meaningless. Even if we have accumulated the wealth of the whole world still we are broke, without `RAM NAAM DHAN’ (Wealth of Holy Name) which is in our heart. We are not satisfied with these worldly things and the thirst increases more and more. This thirst can only quenched, if we taste “Amrit” which is also in our heart. If we have listened to all the music of this world we are still deaf without listening to ‘King of all Music’ i.e. “ANAHAD” which is being continuously played in our heart. In spite of having eyes we are blind if we have not seen that `Divine Light’ through `Divine Eye’. All these things are in us, but we are not aware of them. Who can be blindest than us?

I AM TOTALLY BROKE

There’s wealth of wealth’s in my heart,
Which is the Holy Name,
But I am not aware of it.
There is Amrit in my heart,
But I am still thirsty.
And drinking poison in lieu.
There is Master of all musics in my heart,
But I am still deaf and not listening to it.
There is Light of all Lights in me,
But I am still in darkness,
There is Eye of all Eyes in me,
But I am still blind and can’t see the Truth.
Having all these `Super Things’ in me,
I am totally broke.

This is a religious poem. It describes human blindness. In spite of having two physical eyes we are blind because our ‘Divine Eye’ is closed without that we can’t see the ‘Divine Light’ Which is the only food for our soul. Our bad karmas have ruined that Eye which can only be operated by
`Sat Guru’ (The Religious Teacher). In this world we have come to buy that ‘ Holy Name’ to get salvation, the ultimate aim of a soul , but we have been sold by Moha, Mamta and worldly affairs and we are going away, far away from that goal. It is up to Him (God) whether forgives or punishes us for our blindness.
BLINDNESS
There is a source of Light in me,
But I am still in darkness,
The deep darkness which is increased day by day,
And I am totally lost, having no sense of reality,
My soul is trembling for Her food,
Which is Truth, Holy Name and Amrit,
But She is helpless to overcome,
Because of the interference of the wall of my Karmas,
In the market of this world,
I have lost everything of my own,
I had come to purchase something from here,
But instead of purchasing I have been sold,
By Moha, Mamta and worldly affairs,
And going away far away from that source of light,
Which is aim of my life,
To realise the Truth , and to lost myself in it,
‘O’ my God, the King of my heart,
I am a criminal, will you be kind enough to favour me,
At the time of ‘Judgement’,
And forgive me for my blindness?