THE GRIM REVELLER. ( EVER AWARE)

THE GRIM REVELLER- EVER AWARE.

I question Never the Dark Reaper,
Neither His claim final, on my Remains.
At the back of my mind He sits calm,
Brooding on His last,Lousy Victory.

I know him now not, But I grant Him,
My final sleep,last Weary bones of Mine.
Life is but Mine,so are all values sacred,
Mine is this Heart,and all that flows out.

His Reality makes Me keen,so Aware!
Of my time,my deeds and My Pleasures!
He goads my SELF, to fly so high and true,
So beyond His clutch,to an Infinite Being!

Bright and most Human am I, in His shadow,
Pains hurt less, Joys feel a million fold more.
Loves are Loveliest, feelings truest and sharpest,
I revel grimly but wise, in total abandon, truly Free!

Max Chelur.

CHANGE IS...

CHANGE IS....

by Max Chelur

Change is love, to learn,n to Teach,
Change is Peace, that may never breach,
Change is joy,at a slow, patient speed,
Change is future,now seen n then freed!!

Change is action,but in no way mean,
Change is a heart,bright n burning Keen,
Change is them,from monkeys to men,
Change is us, from confusion to Zen!!

Change is violent, but so damn fickle,
Change is Instant,its just coffee n pickle,
Change is good,turning against the evil,
Change is an Angel,Fighting the damn Devil!!

Change is false,When just rolling on the lips,
Change is a tart,riding in wallets on our hips,
Change is false,on paper n in our frothy beers,
Change is real,when our hearts conquer all fears!!

THE ONE.

THE ONE.
Were a cosmic One, a whole, and shall be all again,
Cycles are births, lives and deaths, dancing around the one.
Here between a myriad, of real apparent, of fiery change,
To be One is to be ever born, to be broken many to die.
Be you, be me, be truth, The One can change never.
Once were starry dust atomic, and now are we men.
If the real is here and now, so was it there and then.
Nebulous gases and fumes to cold, calculative men.
Evolution, so terribly wonderful, Monkeys to gods,
Mindless to rational, primitive to humans super.
Proud of mind, material, empty of heart, dead of souls,
Aimless we journeyed, still do, reality being change universal.
On shall we go, to newer realities, transitions unknown?
A billion light years, Different earths, unknown frontiers.
Carrying the seedling precious, of the never changing One.
Eternal, kindling faintly under the burdens unreal,
A licking flame, in us all, singeing now and then, reminding,
You, me, us are the One, lest we forget, the unchanging One Real.
All time, all forms, any space and in an ever changing all. One are we.

HERMITS N VOIDS.

   LIFE, REALITIES AND VOIDS BEYOND.,,,,,,,,,, THE HERMIT,,,,,,,,MAX CHELUR..maxchelur@gmail.com

LOVE, HATE, WISDOM, FEAR, WEALTH…MANY ARE THE KEYS TO LIFE IT’S SAID,

 IN BIRTH IS NONE AFRAID, WISE, LOVING... CAN ANYONE BE SO IN DEATH?

WHEN HEARTS ARE ALIVE, PUMPING, WHY ARE THE MINDS BARREN DEAD?

ISNT HEART THE GOOD EARTH AND MIND THE WISE TREE OF BANYAN?

I RID THE DISCONNECT, BY GRACE, HAVE A MINDFUL HEART, A HEARFELT MIND!

I  LIVE IN THE REALITY OF LIFE, LOVING, HATING, THINKING, BEING WISE,

KILLING, FORGIVING, PHILOSOPHICAL IN A CRUELLY KIND WORLD OF PARADOXES,

 IS THERE A REALITY DEVOID, OF LIFE AND DEATH, LOVE AND HATE, GOD AND RELIGION,

TRUTHS AND LIES, TIME AND SPACE, SOUNDS AND SILENCE, EQUANIMOUS PEACE AT WAR?

IS LIFE JUST A PLAY, OF THE MIND AND HEART, MONEY AND POWER, UNREAL BONDAGE?

GOOD V/S EVIL, I LIVE BY HEART, IT DOES STOP AND THE MIND, IT DOES ROT!

UNFEELING HEARTS, UNTHINKING MINDS THESE BARRIERS I CROSS SLOWLY,

BEYOND IS THE BEING, THE EXISTING, INCAPABLE OF THE UNREAL, DIVINLY AFAR,

A  VOID SURREAL, UNFEELING YET KIND SOMEHOW, UNLOVING YET CARING SOMEHOW,

UNSAD, UNJOYOUS, UNAFRAID, UNWORLDLY...ATTRIBUTES NONE AT ALL! UNBEING??

I KNOW NOT IF IT’S GOOD OR EVIL, IS JUST UNBEING BETTER SOMEHOW? OR UNAFFECTED?

IS THIS FREE UNBEING THERE, JUST TOTALLY BEING HERE?! BACK TO REALITY! WHITE TO BLACK,

 GREYS ARE MANY, IF DARK IS HATE AND LIGHT IS LOVE, MIDGREY IS THE WORLD, HOPE CAN MOVE!

FROM THE MOUNTAINS DOWN, JUST, WITH PRECIOUS BAGGAGE, UNPACKED TO MAKE SENSE,

OF THE REAL IN THE UNREAL, THIS ONE WORLD IN INFINITY, WITH ALL ITS BEAUTIES AND BEASTS,

I CHOOSE TO LIVE WITH REALITY; AND JUSTLY UNRAVEL; ELSE IT COMES LIVES WITH ME ANYWAYS!!