The Formal Man – Mystic Poetry from India

This formal self
I never find in animals
Is it a human invention only
Aimed at outsmarting gods?
Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, a renowned poet and writer from Chandigarh, India, shares his mystic poetry
Dr. Jernail Singh Anand, based in Chandigarh, is an Indian poet and scholar credited with 170 plus books of English literature, philosophy and spirituality. He won great Serbian Award Charter of Morava and his name adorns the Poets’ Rock in Serbia. He was honored with Seneca Award LAUDIS CHARTA by Academy of Arts & Philosophical Sciences, Bari, Italy 2024. He is Founder President of the International Academy of Ethics and conferred Doctor of Philosophy (Honoris Causa) by University of Engineering & Management, (UEM) Jaipur. Email anandjs55@yahoo.com
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THE FORMAL MAN
I am always trying to meet
Deadlines
And for this
Never mind redlines.
Not only clothes
I have a formal passion
For words and phrases also.
Best to suit an occasion.
Ask me for my take
On truth,
I bring in what Shakespeare said
And Socrates did.
The man who lives
Under this cover
Is a body,
Meant for formal occasions
Like birth, rebirth (procreation)
And birth lessness (death)
The real me
Is lying buried somewhere.
God gave me a mind
A beautiful face
Imparted me dignity
And natural grace.
This formal self
I never find in animals
Is it a human invention only
Aimed at outsmarting gods?
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HAND TO MOUTH
We make plans for
Fifty years minimum,
Though it is another thing,
We live only from hand to mouth.
I do not mean poverty,
I mean tumbling
From moment to moment
Planning flies in the face of divinity.
Only gods have the power
To have a god plan
To bless this
And unless that man.
Things go awry whenever we use
Our wits and try
To force conclusions
On situations which confound wisdom.
Wisdom is in short supply
And has a high MRP
Where is the fault if you go
For cheaper brands with the same salt?
Man does not know
What will happen the next moment
Yet he plans for centuries
A tragi-comic figure out for vagaries.
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THE FORMAL MAN


