I wrote poems when I was in the Himalayas. After leaving long states of meditation, I reflected about my life. In the beginning, it sort of came out like a quote then gradually, it began to feel more like a poem - if it was a poem, as I never done this before! As I wandered the streets either in India, Nepal, and US (California and New York), I wrote from what I observed. Sometimes, it can be personal or the suffering that I saw on the streets, for instance, walking the streets of Los Angeles and seeing the state of the homeless. Majority of the poems are about the mind, ego, and body which are elements that spiritual seekers have to work out on the path to Enlightenment. When you have finally created a separation from the mind, ego, and body you begin to see the mirror of who you were and who you truly are.


 

 
 

Mistakes are to the Mind

Guilty dwells to the Mind

Identity dwells to the Mind

Creation is to the Mind

Sorrow is to the Mind

Pain is to the Mind

Ego enjoys the Mind

Troubled is to the Mind

Unsettle is to the Mind

But Mastery is not to you Mind

Mastery is my True Essence

Thus, I rest, I rest endless

— zammai, california


I walk I walk

I sit I sit

I see I see

I breathe I breathe

I hear I hear

But Nothing there is

Turbulence is in front

Though behind Nothing there is

In solitude, Nothing there is

Inside of me, Nothing there is

I’m just nothing, Nothing

— zammai, california


Sitting not knowing what to do

Thinking not knowing what to do

Speaking not knowing what to do

Creativity not knowing what to do

Knowing what to do is just knowing

Beyond knowing lies the infinite

— zammai, california
 


I rest for what I’ve done my best

But for the mind you aren’t the best

Judgment arises when saying enough

Guilty arises when doing enough

But for the Self, there is no best or enough

You the Self is just you, just you

— zammai, california
 


I took risks and bear them in the heart

I left my past and bears on the mind

I made mistakes and bears on the ego

In the unknown ignorant of what’s beyond

Beyond the eyes is what’s truly beyond
 

Let me see you and feel you

Let me touch you as I cry for mercy

You are the witness of my risks and mistakes

In ignorance, I forgot devotion and faith
 

But I know you know

— zammai, california
 


I breathe with you

I see with you

I taste with you

I smell with you

I walk with you

I smile with you

I help others with you

I seek union with you

Only with you, I rest

For a journey of waste, I felt

But with you, I feel rest

— zammai, california
 


In silence, I rest for knowing what to do

But hard to hear you and not knowing what to do

Easy to hear is the mind and ego

Why you hide in silence?

When knowing you are there witnessing of my seeking truth

— zammai, california
 


I’m sorry if I can’t hear when resting in truth

A healing heart remains cover by the untruth

All I do is try to rest on truth

For what I must not do is the untruth

Rest assured that I will seek the truth

Getting closer to the truth, I’m in

When I’m fully in with you, all else is just pure truth

— zammai, california
 


Getting closer to the end

But for the end is only for the mind

The end is just continuous

— zammai, california
 


You put me on this road

For what I don’t know

You put me in austerities

For what I don’t know

You brought me back to this world

For what I don’t know

You brought me here now

For what I don’t know

In union with you, I will know

— zammai, california
 


To My Mind

 

In stupidity, you rise

In limitations, you rise

In fear, you rise

In anxiety, you rise

In anger, you rise

In suffering, you rise

A troubled world you have seen rise
 

A shameful mind you have become

Rest in the heart and you become deprive

Afraid of the heart you are

Fear of the heart you have

Anger for the heart you have
 

Consciousness is what you don’t have

Fearless is what you don’t have

Courage is what you don’t have

Joyfulness is what you don’t have

Pleasantness is what you don’t have

Balance is what you don’t have

Serenity is what you don’t have

Calmness is what you don’t have
 

But what you don’t have, you can have

— zammai, california
 


To My Ego

 

When getting closer to the truth, in darkness you make it untruth

It is never enough for you

Suffering dwells in you

Ignorance and stupidity is you

In fear, anger, and my own ignorance, I created “You”

Rebellion is your seek for truth

For the lucky, you make it unlucky

In creation I created “You”

Letting you go is not my choice

Letting you go is the “Self” choice

In compassion and love you escape

Act like an animal is your escape

A world of suffering many can’t escape 

But know that escaping to the truth, is really escape

— zammai, california
 


That is all

In silence, I write

In silence, I submerge

For what I know for truth is just in front

Unable to act now troubles the mind and ego

Alive and restful, why not?

Waste years are just waste to the mind

Recovering and Rising is all that I’ve seen 

In circles, I may be

But in circles, I have learned

Hallucination may have been

But in mistakes, I have learned

Trust for change is what I know

Feeling of truth is what I I know

Believing is what I know 

Not knowing truth and self-trust is what wasn’t known

I believe

— zammai, california
 


You are the creator

But to the mind you are creation

You are the master

But to the mind you are the servant

You are the universe

But to the mind you are your identity

You are boundless

But to the mind, you are just a limitation

You have greatness

But to the mind, you are nothing

But in union with God, the mind is nothing

— zammai, california
 


My muscles sore is your restless expression

Pain is just an expression

For what I know, you are beyond the pain

Day and Night I’m in sore

But rest is not my core

For what I know, you are beyond the sore 

I never complaint

In silence I remain

Silence is my domain

Transforming you are 

How beautiful you have become

Grateful of you I’m for not letting me down

Proud of you, I’m 

Enlightenment is the core

For what I know, you do know

— zammai, california
 


To my spine
 

Long await I have

Many rebirths  it has taken

But the wait is well taken

Tight and stiffness you have been

Sorrow and anger you have seen

In ignorance and greed pollution you have seen
 

My muscles sore daily for your awakening

My bones in pain I have been

For many nights I never slept

Determine I have been 

For you to witness the new Me
 

A snake curve I am beginning to see

A metal machine spine I am now in the being

Strong it is and this is it

In silence, I am submerged 

With the suffering and pain, you keep me in check

Now together we will rise and complete what was not done before

Determine I’m to finish it all

Together we stand against nature 

Together we stand against evil 

And together are risen

Stand up as fear is only for the weak

— zammai, california

 


To the Mind and Ego (Cobra Kai)

Here in the mundane world, mercy you do not deserve

Thus daily I strike first as you are not the master

Daily I strike harder as you are just a servant

You are the enemy created by nature thus

No mercy for you

Destroy you I will

Shameful you have become

Fear is your breath and light

But mercy you do not deserve

I keep striking hard thus I will not rest

— zammai, california

 


I walk the lines Solo in Los Angeles

Homeless of hearts of sorrow and suffering I feel 

To many of them food and  home cries out loud

For others drugs cries out loud

Unfortunate this is

Wealth is behind their shadows

But the mind blind all their success
 

I was rejected at home 

By my own blood for homeless she spoke

I will become for a decision I made

A wandering being I became 

Without a home and homeless I’ve been

Without a home I have felt the pain
 

Of those blind by the wealth

I walk again and a smile I put to those

Again who are blind for the wealth
 

To those in need I came here 

To help you with what you need

As I would not rest for what is left

Is nothing more than my last breath
 

Yes, I was homeless and now the time has come and to those in need

I will not rest as together we can destroy the shameful mind that brought you unrest

 

Thus, it will be done...

— zammai, california


A safe place is a protection

Thus when risk comes with no expectation

You rise for protection

Thoughts of protection I witness

But I’m just the witness

Thank you for your protection

Mistakes in protection I have made and suffer

But for the risk unknown let’s see what is beyond

I’m off to the final place, alive to get out from this new place, I have no expectation

Listening to the heart thus is my true protection

I bow to the heart but not to you mind

Remain in the heart thus let the master rule this time

— zammai, california

 


I have done my best

And the layers of mind and ego cover your best

Become awaken and take your place

As the mind is the servant of your place

Ego thinks is the master 

But ego is a slave

Shameful on the mind for thinking what is best

Thus the mind is a slave

You witness the ego and mind wanting the mastery

And in silence you observe

Take your role and master the cowardly mind and ego

An animal I behave listening to the cowards 

But you are the true strength
 

Awakening is on the rise and the cowards know what is to come

Day and night they tried hard to bring back the old

But day and night we continue to dismantle the old

Unaware the mind and ego are of what we truly are 

As in ignorance they both relied on

Thus destroying the shameful mind will become
 

Take your place and let the cowards fall under your true place

— zammai, california


As thus this is it

A final place where I will dwell?

Unfortunately, unknown the answer it is

The heart says it might be thus the mind says is not
 

As I go, this is it

Alive or Death I may be

Thus all the work I’ve did

The body is prepared for this

The energy is prepared for this

The emotions are prepared for this

But for the shameful mind, unprepared it is
 

Like or dislike, as Lord Krishna says, neutrality on decisions it is

I go not alone, thus you are behind my new bones

But for the mind and ego, suffering on loneliness persists

Compassion to them, I give, thus for animals like them, they don’t see
 

So there it is, I go and I will go

Whatever happens, I rest on you

I just rest on you thus alive or dead, I might be…

— zammai, california


In silence I see your compulsiveness arise

Compassion to my parents who taught me wrong

As ignorant, they were from their past

Chosen the place of birth I did as old Karma I brought from the past

And last lifetime I died with a negative past

 

Mistakes in childhood I made

And back then it was fun

Now I see the fruits of those actions arise

And painful they are to what the body and mind brings

Ignorant the mind is when it leaves the heart 

As it thinks I continue to live the past

Fear to the present the mind is

Trouble this is to the mind

All it brings is stupidity “as is”

Stupidity “as is” is just stupidity

Living in stupidity I did for too long

Awaken is becoming my daily norm

As stupidity becomes a sorrow past norm

 

“Who am I” I learn from a beautiful India sage

As it brings back the “I” to its real sense

Mind is confused and returns to its original source

How beautiful this is

 

Life is beautiful “as is” when operating through the heart

Discovering its beauty is a journey on its own

In the end, all is just a show except the Creator

 

I Rest in Father and that is all

For whatever comes

I’ve done my best in Father’s will

— zammai, brooklyn


In silence I see your compulsiveness arise

Compassion to my parents who taught me wrong

As ignorant, they were from their past

Chosen the place of birth I did as old Karma I brought from the past

And last lifetime I died with a negative past

 

Mistakes in childhood I made

And back then it was fun

Now I see the fruits of those actions arise

And painful they are to what the body and mind brings

Ignorant the mind is when it leaves the heart 

As it thinks I continue to live the past

Fear to the present the mind is

Trouble this is to the mind

All it brings is stupidity “as is”

Stupidity “as is” is just stupidity

Living in stupidity I did for too long

Awaken is becoming my daily norm

As stupidity becomes a sorrow past norm

 

“Who am I” I learned from a beautiful Sage

As it brings back the “I” to its real sense

Mind is confused and returns to its original source

How beautiful this is

 

Life is beautiful “as is” when operating through the heart

Discovering its beauty is a journey on its own

In the end, all is just a show except the Creator

 

I rest in Father and that is all

For whatever comes

I’ve done my best in God’s will

— zammai, brooklyn


 I wonder from place to place

In the unknown I was or I’m still

But all along, I was not alone

Survive I did and I’m still alive

 

Many people I met along the way

Grateful for their assistance I’m

I left the material world to find my true self 

 

Obstacles I faced and given up I thought

But I stood strong with faith

Faith a divine feeling I discovered

From nothing, I’m starting again

With nothing I see a beautiful world unfold

 

My past hunted me all along

Reconciling with it, I did

Hurtful and suffering it was

The truth of the past was all a dream

 Dreams are not permanent as Lord Buddha said

 

It is the silence within I finally discovered

In blissfulness, I’m day and night

As this is permanent as the Yogi Sages said

 

Now, I rest in peace for what I did, I had to do

Now, the time is here to live joyfully

Joy I was deprived but no longer this is true

So why not being joyful

 

Another last chance to complete the cycle

With you Father, in the inner silence, I operate

You are bigger than me and I surrender to your will

This is my devotion to you

My offering to you is my awareness and faith

Within the empty space, I see the world 

I continue in the unknown with no regrets

And this is what is, just "as is”

— zammai, brooklyn


To India

 

Namaskaram

I left New York and thought of you as the unknown

Arrived safely and welcomed I felt

Madurai was the first place

Ohh the Bollywood movie I saw

 

Wherever I went, you are always on the go

Your temples shine along the busy streets

Great Sages South India had

As it is the South I landed first

 

Grateful to have the true yoga

As in yoga, I submerged

Many traditions you have 

Discovering in one stop is not enough

 

I walked the busy streets bothered I wasn’t

As I appeared at times as the many on the streets

Many of you helped me and grateful I’m 

Traveling around you feels like home

Maybe in past life, I dwelled in you

 

Grateful to have discovered you I’m

Plans to go back, I have

For my sincere respect for the traditions you have

You dwell in my heart

And I will see you soon...

Pranam

— zammai, brooklyn


As I stand in the platform

Storms of the old rise to the top

An old dream represented just an experience

To the ego it was painful as in the past

A test to see how I cope with it

That which I now know

 

Doubtness and illusion is the role of the mind

Beyond a dream in the waking state

Turbulence rises for the images the dreamer sees

Behind the turbulance

A great one always awaken sees it all 

For a show is what the demons play

Demons make it look real

But real for a demon is only a play

A fantasy the demons play

As the great Yogi Milarepa said

Just laugh and dance with it

And that is all

 

Awareness is wisdom

Thus destroys the illusion

Preparing for leaving the body counts

In Bardho, will confront the illusions

A choice will be made

To stay or return it will be up to me

 

A material world is suffering

And this is the world we live in

Returning is not the choice

But if enlightenment is not achieve

Returning I will to a better place and that is as is

If return, preparing to select the parents I will

As Lord Krishna said

A better place you will have

Sages will be ample to me

Thus a final chapter will end

And this is Union with You..

— zammai, brooklyn


Who Is this “I”

Am I this or that?

Who are those thoughts?

Who are those feelings?

Who is this observer or perceiver?

Is that really “I”?

Awareness You Are

Empty space You Are

Beyond nothingness You Are

Silence You Are

All Else You Are Not

— zammai, manhattan