Inevitable Word
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Inevitable Word


Sonnet — Daily Poetry for The Master of Works #26

Oh the charters have all fallen,
The compacts honoured by birth and life,
Right of being and becoming undone
Leaving a gestalt of daily strife.

No more wanted in this world-nest
By world-forces that nurture all,
Am couched in this bowl of dust
Loathed in ways most surreal.

I stand tainted in this house of night
By the fatal mar of a faraway Sun,
The world is lost for a pinch of light
Leaving me with an unfair bargain.

Like a humble maiden by Thee a king taken,
Now am shunned by all, wanted by none.



Inevitable Word is a pedestal for the newer forms of Poetry, Prose and literary Criticism. It is an attempt to bring into every manuscript the inevitable word and expression of the Spirit, as may be found in the Vedas, and more prominently, in the works of Sri Aurobindo.

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Mahesh CR

Hi, I am Mahesh CR, Founder @tataatsu. I walk the borderlands between technology & spirituality. Follow @kalisbrood for Spirituality & Hinduism related topics