{"id":5898,"date":"2013-09-06T16:46:49","date_gmt":"2013-09-06T16:46:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.srichinmoypoetry.com\/?page_id=5898"},"modified":"2013-09-06T17:22:06","modified_gmt":"2013-09-06T17:22:06","slug":"supreme-teach-me-how-to-cry","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.srichinmoypoetry.com\/?page_id=5898","title":{"rendered":"Supreme, teach me how to cry"},"content":{"rendered":"

These poems are taken from the songbook Supreme, teach me how to cry<\/em><\/a> – 100 Bengali Songs. The poem title is the first line of the Bengali words.<\/p>\n

‘Khudra Chaowa Byartha Nahe Byartha’<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

A little desire ends not in vain.
\nA little hope ends not in vain.
\nHeart\u2019s love is not a meaningless,
\ncontemptible thing.
\nMay my life blossom
\nWith a fulfilling beauty
\nAnd a fulfilling fragrance-flavour.
\nLo, I behold Your Boat.
\nMy new life has dawned.<\/p>\n

– Sri Chinmoy<\/p>\n

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~<\/p>\n<\/header>\n

Dukhero Rajani Sheshe Shuk Eshe Kahe<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

At the end of the sorrowful night
\nTruth appears and smilingly says,
\n\u201cBeloved, fear no more.\u201d
\nPiercing the veil of smile
\nTear appears and says,
\n\u201cForget not, I am eternally unconquerable.\u201d<\/p>\n

– Sri Chinmoy<\/p>\n

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~<\/p>\n

Nai Je Kichhui Nai<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

I have nothing.
\nI have nothing to show or tell.
\nI have no spirituality, no worship.
\nNo meditation, no adoration, nothing.
\nOnly around me are inner pangs and frustration,
\nDust, clay and ash.
\nI am satisfied with the world of matter and desire.
\nI am compelled to be satisfied with little, very little.
\nI have nothing.<\/p>\n

– Sri Chinmoy,<\/p>\n

~<\/p>\n

\u2018Sabar Majhe Prabhu Tomar Tomar Pete\u2019<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

O Lord, to see You in the heart of everyone,
\nI the traveller am alone walking along the road of Eternity.
\nThe flowers that drop before they are blossomed
\nhave become my friends.
\nI know not what is written on my forehead.
\nNo matter if my life ends like a flower before it is blossomed
\nor my life ends before I have seen Your Feet,
\nI know I shall always bow to You.<\/p>\n

– Sri Chinmoy<\/p>\n

~<\/p>\n

‘Shunye uro pakhi tumi’<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

O bird, you fly in the sky of Infinity.
\nTell me, is flying your only game?
\nTell me, how do you fly in the infinite blue welkin?
\nMy soulful eyes look at you with all admiration.
\nMy heart pines to fly like you.
\nO bird, you fly in the sky of Infinity.<\/p>\n

– Sri Chinmoy<\/p>\n

~<\/p>\n

Mago Tumi Snehamayi Ami Tomar Koler<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

O Mother of Compassion,
\nI am Your sweet infant child,
\nLike Jesus looking far into the skies
\nFrom the lap of Mary.
\nYou love me infinitely more
\nThan anybody else.
\nFriends and neighbours wonder
\nAt your loving preference.
\nI call You Mother,
\nYou call me darling.
\nI give You a sweet little smile
\nAnd kiss Your Feet again and again.<\/p>\n

– Sri Chinmoy<\/em><\/p>\n

~<\/p>\n

Amar Dake Amar Dake Dao Ma Ebar Sara Amar<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Mother, this time do listen to my call.
\nMay Thy Smile of moonlight
\nEnter into me.
\nMay I be energised with the hope of the poet
\nAnd the silence-voice of the seer.
\nMother, awake in me
\nYour universal Love.
\nMay the flow of my river
\nProceed towards You
\nSinging Your Victory-Song.
\nMother, I want not to be lost anymore.
\nMother, this time do listen to my call.<\/p>\n

– Sri Chinmoy<\/em><\/p>\n

~<\/p>\n

Rak Kare Ma Ekla Ami Jabo Jakhan<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Mother, when I go away
\nBeing angry with You,
\nWithout telling You,
\nWill You look for me?
\nI know I shall tremble in fear
\nIf I look behind and see
\nThat You are running after me
\nTo catch me with Your Heart\u2019s
\nEndless Affection-Compassion-Love.
\nIf you call me, I know, Mother,
\nI shall have to surrender to You.
\nIf You smile, Your Smile will compel me
\nTo return to You.<\/p>\n

– Sri Chinmoy<\/em><\/p>\n

~<\/p>\n

Dure Dure Bahu Dure Asha More Niye Jai<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Far, very far, into the world of the farthest beyond
\nMy hope carries me and places me
\nOn the sweetest lap of the unknown.
\nThere I behold my Self-form
\nIn the Dance-Delight of the Absolute<\/p>\n

– Sri Chinmoy<\/em><\/p>\n

~<\/p>\n

Ja jai ta je jaina<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

Whatever appears to leave us
\nActually does not leave.
\nWhatever appears to stay with us
\nActually does not stay.
\nNothing remains.
\nEverything is a mystery
\nOf constant gain and loss.<\/p>\n

– Sri Chinmoy<\/em><\/p>\n

~<\/p>\n

Hiya Pakhi Egiye Chalo Dekhona Ar Piche<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

O bird of my heart,
\nFly on, fly on.
\nLook not behind.
\nWhatever the world gives
\nIs meaningless, useless
\nAnd utterly false.<\/p>\n

– Sri Chinmoy<\/em><\/p>\n

~<\/p>\n

Nil Akasher Sobuj Pakhi Jabi Ki Bhai Bal<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

O green bird of the blue sky,
\nTell me, will you go with me, brother?
\nI am afraid to go alone
\nTo my Mother\u2019s Home
\nWhich is on the other shore.
\nNo capacity have I
\nTo swim across the river of destruction.
\nWill you follow me?
\nWill you help me fly like you
\nTo the other shore
\nWhere my Eternity\u2019s Mother is?<\/p>\n

– Sri Chinmoy<\/em><\/p>\n

~<\/p>\n

Antara Ankhi Khule Dao Prabhu Heribo<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

O Lord Supreme, do open up
\nThe eye of my heart
\nTo see Your universal Body.
\nInside the ocean of light
\nI shall discover
\nYour transcendental Self-Form.
\nIn the heart of all
\nI shall see You
\nAnd love You soulfully and unconditionally.
\nIt is You who will transform
\nMy ignorance-heart
\nInto the flood of wisdom-light.<\/p>\n

– Sri Chinmoy<\/em><\/p>\n

~<\/p>\n

Drashta Tahare Bali Prati Phule Phale<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Him I call a seer
\nWho sees his own self-form
\nIn every flower, in every fruit
\nAnd in every human being;
\nAnd whose every thought
\nIs an adoration-offering
\nTo the Lord Supreme.
\nIn my sweet dream
\nAnd each little action of mine
\nYour divine lustre blossoms;
\nTherefore, in me the seer-vision
\nOf world-admiration has found its illumination.<\/p>\n

– Sri Chinmoy<\/em><\/p>\n

~<\/p>\n

Nayan Nehare Bishwa Bhuvan Herena<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n

The eye sees the entire world
\nBut it sees not its own life;
\nTherefore, keeping the two eyes closed
\nThe Yogi meditates on You,
\nO Lord Supreme.
\nThe ear hears only
\nThe messages and the clamour of the outer world.
\nIt hears not the messages
\nOf the highest Heaven;
\nTherefore, the true seeker of wisdom
\nAlways tries to keep his ears
\nUnder his perfect control.<\/p>\n

– Sri Chinmoy<\/em><\/p>\n

~<\/p>\n

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Tomar Ashish Mala Amai Karbe Ala Amar<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n

Your blessing garland is my journey\u2019s road
\nAnd victory\u2019s fulfilling satisfaction.
\nThis hope of a tiny drop
\nIn the heart of the mighty ocean
\nWill not be in vain.
\nYou are the Light of my eye
\nAnd the Friend of my sorrowful heart.
\nI am Your Blessing-Compassion.
\nYou are the identification of my heart.<\/p>\n

– Sri Chinmoy<\/em><\/p>\n

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