Poems about Fame
by: Sri Chinmoy
I do not want happiness, name and fame.
If I want them, I can get them.
What is most difficult to get is
And for that I am crying, I am
shedding bitter tears.
I am not getting Your Compassion.
The world is smiling and laughing at me.
But I wish only to be enamoured of
My heart still craves for fame.
What do I need it for
As long as I am chosen
By God Himself
To participate eternally
In His cosmic Game?
Just for a little transient fame
He tortured his silver purity-breath
And destroyed his golden humility-life
My fame is not lasting.
Even the experience of fame
Is not lasting.
But the Compassion
Of my Beloved Supreme
In and through my fame
My Lord Supreme,
Do spare me from name and fame.
My heart consciously, soulfully
Longs to play only with You
In Your Cosmic Game.
Power, name and fame
Love, oneness and fulness
Destination: Heaven’s smile-blossoms.
- Poems by Sri Chinmoy
- Web Source: Sri Chinmoy Library
Excerpt from Europe-Blossoms by Sri Chinmoy.