A Mahtama is not born in the bookshelves
Nor among sartorial luxuries
A Mahatma is born when the pain on the trampled body feels
millions
When the beast within bows down in defeat
When a trodden path is walked upon with unseen awareness
A Mahatma contains millions of atma within
It is one pulse
A Mahatma bears the brunt of a million blows
feels the heat of a million tears
and sheds them for millions
A Mahatma knows the way within in one step
A Mahatma is a fragrance you can’t resist
A mirror you can’t break
A Mahatma is called back when the halo begins to wane
A Mahatma sees through you with compassionate eyes
Your title “Mahatma” is a mere garland.
-by Santhosh Kumar Kana
4 comments:
I dont know how a mahatma is born, but I am sure that these words have a Mahatma within, amazing :)
"A Mahatma bears the brunt of a million blows
feels the heat of a million tears
and sheds them for millions"
PHENOMENNAL poetry !!
i feel blessed to hava a "MAHATMA" with me,today..
Beautiful being of a true mahatma. One thing is certain that you will not see real mahatmas on TV shows.
"A Mahatma is a fragrance you
can’t resist
A mirror you can’t break"..... Loved the pattern of mood in the poem... Only a mahatma can understand a mahatma
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