Alok’s Poems

be yourself

The wind blows beyond will, the river flows remaining still Continue reading

Hemis lessons

The Buddha doesn’t mind being locked inside
His mind is freed from imprisonment
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Calling Confucius…

With it travels my anger, my hurt, my unspent tears,
The demonic anger of my soul, and the rage of my memory that I can’t stand
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Bangla Sahib

Men tumbling to the floor
Praying fervently
But do these men lower their heads
For friends, wife and family? Continue reading

Jing’an Temple

Many Buddha’s living together
Tall, serene, smiling and compassionate
The fat one obviously laughing Continue reading

One Response to Alok’s Poems

  1. jyoti says:

    Nice post on competition.

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