Supreme, teach me how to cry

These poems are taken from the songbook Supreme, teach me how to cry – 100 Bengali Songs. The poem title is the first line of the Bengali words.

‘Khudra Chaowa Byartha Nahe Byartha’

A little desire ends not in vain.
A little hope ends not in vain.
Heart’s love is not a meaningless,
contemptible thing.
May my life blossom
With a fulfilling beauty
And a fulfilling fragrance-flavour.
Lo, I behold Your Boat.
My new life has dawned.

– Sri Chinmoy

 

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Dukhero Rajani Sheshe Shuk Eshe Kahe

At the end of the sorrowful night
Truth appears and smilingly says,
“Beloved, fear no more.”
Piercing the veil of smile
Tear appears and says,
“Forget not, I am eternally unconquerable.”

– Sri Chinmoy

 

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Nai Je Kichhui Nai

I have nothing.
I have nothing to show or tell.
I have no spirituality, no worship.
No meditation, no adoration, nothing.
Only around me are inner pangs and frustration,
Dust, clay and ash.
I am satisfied with the world of matter and desire.
I am compelled to be satisfied with little, very little.
I have nothing.

– Sri Chinmoy,

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‘Sabar Majhe Prabhu Tomar Tomar Pete’

O Lord, to see You in the heart of everyone,
I the traveller am alone walking along the road of Eternity.
The flowers that drop before they are blossomed
have become my friends.
I know not what is written on my forehead.
No matter if my life ends like a flower before it is blossomed
or my life ends before I have seen Your Feet,
I know I shall always bow to You.

– Sri Chinmoy

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‘Shunye uro pakhi tumi’

O bird, you fly in the sky of Infinity.
Tell me, is flying your only game?
Tell me, how do you fly in the infinite blue welkin?
My soulful eyes look at you with all admiration.
My heart pines to fly like you.
O bird, you fly in the sky of Infinity.

– Sri Chinmoy

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Mago Tumi Snehamayi Ami Tomar Koler

O Mother of Compassion,
I am Your sweet infant child,
Like Jesus looking far into the skies
From the lap of Mary.
You love me infinitely more
Than anybody else.
Friends and neighbours wonder
At your loving preference.
I call You Mother,
You call me darling.
I give You a sweet little smile
And kiss Your Feet again and again.

– Sri Chinmoy

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Amar Dake Amar Dake Dao Ma Ebar Sara Amar

Mother, this time do listen to my call.
May Thy Smile of moonlight
Enter into me.
May I be energised with the hope of the poet
And the silence-voice of the seer.
Mother, awake in me
Your universal Love.
May the flow of my river
Proceed towards You
Singing Your Victory-Song.
Mother, I want not to be lost anymore.
Mother, this time do listen to my call.

– Sri Chinmoy

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Rak Kare Ma Ekla Ami Jabo Jakhan

Mother, when I go away
Being angry with You,
Without telling You,
Will You look for me?
I know I shall tremble in fear
If I look behind and see
That You are running after me
To catch me with Your Heart’s
Endless Affection-Compassion-Love.
If you call me, I know, Mother,
I shall have to surrender to You.
If You smile, Your Smile will compel me
To return to You.

– Sri Chinmoy

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Dure Dure Bahu Dure Asha More Niye Jai

Far, very far, into the world of the farthest beyond
My hope carries me and places me
On the sweetest lap of the unknown.
There I behold my Self-form
In the Dance-Delight of the Absolute

– Sri Chinmoy

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Ja jai ta je jaina

Whatever appears to leave us
Actually does not leave.
Whatever appears to stay with us
Actually does not stay.
Nothing remains.
Everything is a mystery
Of constant gain and loss.

– Sri Chinmoy

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Hiya Pakhi Egiye Chalo Dekhona Ar Piche

O bird of my heart,
Fly on, fly on.
Look not behind.
Whatever the world gives
Is meaningless, useless
And utterly false.

– Sri Chinmoy

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Nil Akasher Sobuj Pakhi Jabi Ki Bhai Bal

O green bird of the blue sky,
Tell me, will you go with me, brother?
I am afraid to go alone
To my Mother’s Home
Which is on the other shore.
No capacity have I
To swim across the river of destruction.
Will you follow me?
Will you help me fly like you
To the other shore
Where my Eternity’s Mother is?

– Sri Chinmoy

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Antara Ankhi Khule Dao Prabhu Heribo

O Lord Supreme, do open up
The eye of my heart
To see Your universal Body.
Inside the ocean of light
I shall discover
Your transcendental Self-Form.
In the heart of all
I shall see You
And love You soulfully and unconditionally.
It is You who will transform
My ignorance-heart
Into the flood of wisdom-light.

– Sri Chinmoy

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Drashta Tahare Bali Prati Phule Phale

Him I call a seer
Who sees his own self-form
In every flower, in every fruit
And in every human being;
And whose every thought
Is an adoration-offering
To the Lord Supreme.
In my sweet dream
And each little action of mine
Your divine lustre blossoms;
Therefore, in me the seer-vision
Of world-admiration has found its illumination.

– Sri Chinmoy

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Nayan Nehare Bishwa Bhuvan Herena

The eye sees the entire world
But it sees not its own life;
Therefore, keeping the two eyes closed
The Yogi meditates on You,
O Lord Supreme.
The ear hears only
The messages and the clamour of the outer world.
It hears not the messages
Of the highest Heaven;
Therefore, the true seeker of wisdom
Always tries to keep his ears
Under his perfect control.

– Sri Chinmoy

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