Where do i turn to ?

The Earth is round,
Everywhere there is chaos and sound
A chap with a good Venus mound
Grief and sorrow are likely to be bound

A loner I am
Taking everything minutely
Afraid to touch light
Thinking it might burn my fingers right

I wonder how will I survive
In this world so material
Where hypocrisy is preached to be real

How can I say good
When the thing is awfully bad
How can I laugh in glee
When all I think is to flee

But since the world truly knows
A man can't live alone
And in a group shows how he shone

So be it,

Let the world go its own way
Help me O Lord to tread my path & happily sway.

Y Ganesh

Copyright ©2001 Y Ganesh

Traveller

a Traveller i am
going where my mood takes me
call me hippy
call me gypsy
i am happy where i go.
free of mortal bonds
to me nature only responds
i have seen the world around
water,hill and ground
i am out to seek a place
where the sacred heart dwells
where peace and tranquility coexists
everything we get is from his grace

Raindrop

To The Angel who inspired me to write this poem one rainy Day

The vast ocean, My abode,
Its variety which never bored

There came the zealous fiery star
Who soaked me up,And I began to char

Being his slave I moved,Handcuffed to befit his mood
His victims began to increase,The loneliness began to cease

One day he realized,We can't remain undersized
The day of renaissance came,Our huge frame made him lame

We spread ourselves in the sky,No one seeing him would sigh
We let ourselves free,And began falling down in a spree,

We covered the earth with fragrance,Peacocks danced with romance
My destiny was for a rose bud,I thought life was a dud

I hoped meeting the jolly stream,Gurgling with laughter and scream

Then came the fairest dame on earth
The rose I thought would make her scathe
She nipped the bud along with me,Which made me blush with glee

Pressing the bud on her lips,She gently placed a moist kiss
Which angels too would hate to miss.

Then she brought the bud to her bosom,Her heart beats getting louder
I prayed to God,"Make me an rain drop forever!"

Y Ganesh

Copyright ©2001 Y Ganesh

The Epitah

The Tears turned dry,
Fluttering of birds ceased,
Errie old monuments,
Stark back thru memories.

All of them they knew,
He was such a shrew
Now there he is dead,
Prayers beign read,

All his kit wept,
With dry tears that crept
His coffin was all bare
With only one candle to glare

Then prevailed an errie atmosphere
With the dark night unclear
On his grave laid his epitah,

Which read.

" R.I.P after all you'ad Done".

Y Ganesh

Copyright ©2001 Y Ganesh

Quest for Eden

a Traveller i am
going where my mood takes me
call me hippy
call me gypsy
i am happy where i go.

free of mortal bonds
to me only nature responds

i have seen the world around
water,hill and ground

i am out to seek eden
where the sacred heart dwells
where the brook swells
gurgling and bouncing with life
no one around for any strife

clear and stary nights followed by mist
where peace and tranquility coexist

let my days pass by staring at your creation
just birds and butterflies flock
around for my cremation

Y N Ganesh

Copyright ©2001 Y Ganesh

An Ode to lost love

You are in my thoughts,
always the reason for a smile

when i think back at the times,
we have spent together,i begin to miss you

i laugh at things we did together,
for each other
things which we wont have done,
if we dint like each other

It was love and nothing else

Now things have changed,

we have become too worldly
being worldly makes us think with parameters
such as the family, their expectations from us, the loan we owe them.
the community,they want us to be totally like the norms they have laid down.

but the fact is we are different now

we are bored of ourselves,
we need a change,we need to meet new kind

we need variety,
and when we think in these terms.

it says we were never ever in love
it says we never ever understood each other,
it says we should say goodbye without regrets

I know its this way,
but i have a problem.. I can never ever convince myself

that we are never meant to be together again,
we can never speak our grievances to each other,

never ever share our joy together,
never ever speak about our craziest ideas

never ever tell each other our wildest imaginations,
never ever be the best of friends.

mates...lovers...companions..Adam and eve,
all these words have now become history.

its all us alone and the rat race

i pity myself,

i hate myself for i could not contain you,
i hate myself for i couldn't make u mine,
i hate myself more than ever,i miss you.

i love you and i don't have words to say

I wish you be happy with whatever u do
whomever u want to be with,wherever u want to go.

But memories will haunt u,a love ghost
a shadow even in your dreams

Mirror..Mirror, on the wall

The Greatest Invention Of Mankind is the Mirror.
Without it Beauty would shiver

No One would know how he looks
The Fear then would give in Spooks

Everyone Likes to see himself good
The Mirror on the wall stops you Brood

It makes you feel lovely
companies you when you are lonely

It hides your thoughts...

and displays the neat clear image
which you think would cause an rage.

Y N Ganesh

Copyright ©2001 Y Ganesh

Meet God..the potter

Science traced back human existence
on earth back to clay

Religion preaches we are mere mortals
born to stay,
born from dust...
in the end to mix in rust.

but to form such beautiful human beings
with a variety of shapes it seems...
God must be a real Potter,
patiently making unique forms
adding his artistry to everyone.

if we have the same clay
why do we have differences ?
leading to wars..
which we loose over our preferences

and when its all over...
the 'Potter' gets back to his clay,
makes new ones and watches us play.

Y Ganesh

Copyright ©2001 Y Ganesh

Maturity

I dont remember the poet or the source of this beautiful poem, but it has always been a beacon to me whenever i wavered in life. - Ganesh Yanamandra

The things we learn, in maturity are not simple.

Things such as acquiring information and skills.

We learn not to indulge in self-destructive behavior,

We learn not to burn up our energy in anxiety,

We discover how to manage our tensions,

We learn that self-pity and resentments

Are among the most toxic of drugs.

We find that the world loves talent

But rewards character,

We come to understand that Most people are neither against us,

nor for us

They are busy thinking about themselves.

We learn that no matter How hard we try to please,

some people in this world are

not going to love you,

a lesson which is at first troubling and then relaxing

Hope we get matured at this rate.

Lets Do it

what to do, what to say,everyone tells me
I dont know right,I dont feel no pain
I dont do what they say,nor should you
let us live the life we choose
let us burn it in youth and muse
let us do what we want to do,Be what we like to be
let us see the world thru our eyes
let us feel the fire till we burn
they have done it all they wanted to
they have been where they wanted to
they have had their burns and wounds
they have soaked in sweat and toil
they have led a life in turmoil
so give us a break,come out, wriggle and shake
let us feel the morning mist
let us see the moon and twist
let us catch up with our dreams
sleep a night with no screams
let us see the world through our eyes
die tommorow but that will suffice

Fisherman

Go Lonely Fisherman,looking for a bite
a school of Fish is promised,in the pond called the world
lay the bait,fixed up tight,look to the sky and pray
worry not what others might say
have patience for u will get a bite
removing the fish from its world inspite
ur triumph would be in that
show other men u found what they sought

look at the prize hanging down the line
which is breathless and paying the fine
competeing for the bait,saying its mine

so nor u are wrong neither is the fish
its each others karma and what u wish
the fisherman waited for a greedy fish
proved how better he is than his folk
the fish proved how good it is ,took the bait and gradually did he choke

so look down and learn dear fry
there are many fishermen out there to prove
watching and waiting for your move

Feeling lonely

I sit alone whole day
keeping things to me,talking to myself
and they call me crazy !

what i do is what i dont know
i would give them anyting to be left alone
nursing in your thoughts, reliving memories
and they call me crazy !

you changed me a lot,a socialite to a dreamer
i feel lonely at times
wish to tell you my thoughts
and they call me crazy !

i remember the time we had together
silly things we did and said
i laugh at them
which i know would make you laugh too
and they call me crazy !

how i wish you were with me
sitting by my side...talking to me
wonder would they then call me crazy ?

Don Quixote

Is There A Don Quixote in ME ??

I hail and Challenge at Dragons
and they turn out to be Windmills

My Staff is broken every week
I am surrounded by Cronies
who have nothing else to make

I romance with every woman I see
The Thug takes away My fair Lady

and I end up with stars and Butterflies
orbiting round my head

I wear a armour and dont have a throne
I ride a pony which drags itself

I take up everyones cause
and lead my life for them

At night i Stare at the Stars
and the angels laugh at me from heaven

Countdown

so many things to do
little time left for you
born with a family bond
taught to respect the society
learnt the other way round
experienced trust and lies
inferenced what is wrong and what is right
matured with one more tooth and few hairs left
bones weaker and vertebrae bent
all passion and love left spent
looming over the past
memoirs of the good and the ugly
start scaling virtues in the end
feel sad and try to straighten the bend
watch the same passion in young eyes
staring and seeking for guidance at you
what is your gospel
a man who himself is cast in an evil spell
watch each day been mercilessly spent
wait with fear for the unevitable wreath
which comes with the last breath

Blink...

To My own Profession

The Computer has become an extension to Mankind,

Its Both Troublesome and kind.

For every problem it has an solution,

And for every solution there

arises an problem.

It has helped things run smooth and straight

many people sought to force God an checkmate

The Computer is used in every way of Life

But certainly can't replace everything...

.............Like your WIFE.

The Best moments of my life

All my life I have been
waiting for something good to happen
always wanting to be belonged
missing something when i have everything
feeling lonely in the crowd
i met you coincidently
we teased and tested each other
asked things we fear
said things we wanted each other to hear
talked all night and couldnt sleep thereafter
woke up to talk to each other again
missed each other and the exictement
feared if we stay away we might drift
and our love might fade
please dont stop me now.
please dont say about hurdles in the future
being with you makes me feel complete
let me live up these moments
for these are the best moments of my life

Gyanopdesh - moved to http://gyanopdesh.blogspot.com/

Hi Folks,
I am drenched in my own megalomania..pls excuse if makes u say Ugh !

its been really a boring year till now, none of you have tried to bring out something exciting to think or share abt.

but as ur good friend that i am, i've been constantly trying to improve your petty lives and raise u from your mortal suffering.

one more ancedote from gyani baba..jai bolo !

thought to assign it a title like can i touch u there -dapofied from michael bolt n nuts famous song
wonder did he loose them too, trying to touch her THERE !

Ok now for the Gyanopdesh.....
You can sometimes hide your thoughts and actions from others. Yet you cannot hide them from yourself (and me...many of u know i have telepathy).
The person you are becoming is always watching the person you are right now. The genuine image you have of yourself tomorrow depends on the actions you watch yourself taking today. (so better be good to me from now on)
The person you will be, is always watching the person you are. And what you sincerely think of yourself, based on what you see, will play a major role in the quality of your life. (i told ya improve your life dont just go to the nearest lifestyle outlet)
The confidence with which you live next month will be based on the integrity of the actions you take this week. Think for a moment what a grand opportunity that represents.
You have the ability, with your thoughts and actions in this very moment, to become precisely the person you most truly want to be. With each little step you take, you're building the future character with which you'll live.
The qualities of your life that matter most are not in any way left to chance. They're yours to develop and strengthen every moment, even now, as you watch yourself grow.(or me watching you grow..hehehe)
love and regards (even though u all hate me for the spam i send..lol)
see u all in May if possible, reservations accepted (pls pay by master or visa only) from all my fans, no garlands and no over crowding at the airport please.
ganya
Nobody travels on the road to success without a puncture or two.
- excerpts from The Divine Sidhusims