Poetry


Where Is Value?


A sheet of paper worth only pennies
once decorated with noble characters
of Dhammic meaning in good style
has a value beyond estimation.

A mere souvenir notebook given away free
tho' empty is fought over by grasping fools, 
while the sage in search of truth knows 
paper only has value where Dhamma is written.

Even discarded, crumpled wrapping paper
has value from what, do you know?
Even a rotting body fondled by a foolish spouse,
once with Dhamma stops rotting — no more tears!

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Insane For Them To Cheer


There's a lot of wanting to look good,
but it's much more difficult to do.
So they get carried away as if crazy;
Aren't we silly, we people, creating ourselves!

Thinking it's right, it's good, following the advice 
of ghosts, so they lose the path of morality ...
sunk in the mud beneath the lotus's roots
... blossoming all over not at all fragrant.

This makes them push ahead as if crazy
getting upset revealing their lunacy even more
showing off their very craziness,
boy it's hard to really do good.

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 Come Back, Siladhamma!


Come back, Siladhamma, come back!
A monstrous danger is building up 
for all beings scattered throughout the universe:
the enormous destruction is frightening.

Come back, Siladhamma, come back!
In the world a dark era has appeared, so 
crazy about material things, not just by chance
having a good old time with powerful things.

Come back, Siladhamma, come back!
Evil encroaches until hopes are gone.
Hurry back before it's too late
to save the world in the nick of time.

     

Cats Never Brush Their Teeth


Have you noticed? Cats lack toothbrushes
but their mouths never stink like those of dogs.
They eat raw flesh & smelly food just the same
but their magic mouths don't smell like doggy breath.

Our own human mouths, if we fail to brush
or chew betel nut till they're red as a plum
Will stink to heaven even worse than an ogre's
everyone knows this dearly in their hearts.

Wouldn't it be good if we savored the
Dhamma
Lozenge”
all day long and late into the night?
Our mouths will be fresh & fragrant from deep within.
If this isn't true, then come curse me to death.

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Bigger Than A Mountain


What can we do to be bigger than a mountain?
Oh, do it just by killing off craving!

Is it a matter of the mind or of wisdom?
Oh, they both have to work together surely!

Regarding the mind, what is its duty?
Oh, use its mighty strength bigger than a mountain!

And how about the duty of wisdom?
It slices right through like lightening!

How are they able to combine their power?
Oh, they make a sword both heavy and sharp!

And for what reason are we bigger than mountains?
With craving destroyed and poison removed, mind is boundless. 

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Buk-Bik Doesn't Drink


Old Buk-bik shakes his head at the least whiff of booze, 
even when the odor is mixed into the very best of cakes, 
a single box costing a frightening amount of money.
Takes my heart away: the buyer wanted to make merit!

A real treat, but why won't this dog even touch it? 
Because of its smell, he goes crazy and pees in disgust.
Just a whiff and no dog would think it of any value;
the whole pack goes wild in their refusal to eat it.

Ponder this, please, when you pour from your bottle:
Push a dog to drink, he'll just turn his back on it and flee 
leaving the whole bottle behind for people to upend.
So drink up instead of the dog — then who's laughable?

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 There's Only Gain, Never Loss


Look well, there's only profit and never loss.
When losing a child or a spouse, one still receives 
life's genuine knowledge that depends on no-one 
how everything proceeds according to its evil and good.

This kind of knowledge brightens the heart, 
seeing the way to Nibbana, the only true support. 
Plunging forward to reach the goal of our lives, 
don't get all bothered and make yourself suffer!

One ought to know only profit and never loss,
but end up losing because of misguided thinking. 
Ponder carefully, there's only gain and no anxiety, 
being
Truly Buddhist at the pinnacle of Dhamma.

    

Noble Arahant


Arahant is perfectly “right,
both freed from every kind of dukkha
and realized in the fullness of humanity,
more worthy of respect than any other.

Having broken the cycles of samsara,
without a self to be reborn in any place,
beyond good and bad, right and wrong — 
just a mind void of “me
and “mine.

Heart freed of everything that ever claimed it,
with no dangers or poisons left to harm,
beyond birth and death. Check it out,
so that you realize Nibbana just like them.

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Why Were You Born?


Hey, tell me, why ever are we born here?
If you're still selfish, you won't believe anything I say!

How about a hint, so I can float my boat in the stream?
Basically, naturally, we are born simply to be people!

Come on! Is that really all there is to it?
If one fully lives up to the name, it's abundantly fruitful!

What sort of born is called
inhuman ?
The birth that wastes the life one's been given!

How is one born so that this life isn't wasted?
Do not in any way transgress the duty of being human.

How is one born to the fullest standard of humanity?
Firmly commit to the duty of Dhamma people!

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 The Highest Life


Any physical action, spoken word, or thought
ought to be done with a crystal clear mind 
that doesn't regard anything as
this or that  
no longer made nasty and dangerous by clinging. 

Whichever
Me or Mine arises, can't you see
they're just the concoctions of sankhara
Claiming things to be
Self is criminal, in other words, 
a clever, shameless, con-job to defraud Nature. 

Whoever stubbornly insists on such a life
falls into a daylong hell of thick, foul smoke, 
with putrid fumes even more extreme at night, 
till cremation ends him having never known any coolness. 

Think
speak act with a clarified heart 
made bright, pure, calm, and smart through discovering 
that anything can be conquered through Dhamma.
Oh, human friends, this sort of life is the highest. 

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Better For Being Cursed


Isn't it funny that I'm much better for being reviled?
It delights me the more that they curse me.
No matter how badly they lay into me, I don't mind.
Don't worry, things aren't as bad as they claim.

Whoever has something good, others will envy. 
They'll look for something to pick apart and despise,
Once their mouths tire they'll clam up on their own.
As they get noisier, I challenge them to revile at will!

I'm someone who has benefited from being cursed.
All their nasty words have turned into blessings.
However they revile none of it turns out to be true,
So I get all the benefits of their curses, isn't it fun?!

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Mocking Sky, Daring Earth


Earth and sky only give birth to Ego, 
Endlessly deflating & inflating with evil & good 
Never allowing even a moment's rest
As if dying within itself throughout the world.

For we lay down to die within their frame 
Surrounding oneself with aimless desires 
Pushed by the perverse power of ignorance
Because earth & sky squeeze & wring the heart.

Wanting nothing to do with them, I prefer voidness,
Not letting anything control heart and mind
Where's the value in good & evil, sky & earth, 
When I have no need for a moment of Ego.

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