Ah me! the Five (Bhuta-s) , the ten (Indriya-s) ,
And the Eleventh, their lord the mind,
scraped this pot* and went away.
Had all together pulled on the rope,
Why should the Eleventh have lost the cow?
(Why should the soul have gone astray?)

(C) Lalleshwari
02/18/2019


Best Poems of Lalleshwari

• With A Rope Of Loose-spun Thread Am I Towing
• Fair Or Foul, Satire Or Sarcasm
• My Guru Gave Me But One Percept
• When My Mind Was Cleansed Of Impurities
• O, Mind, How Intoxicated You Are
• I Have To Suffer The Consequence
• Impart Not Esoteric Ttruth To Fools
• There Is A Yawning Pit Underneath You
• By Pandering To Your Appetites
• By The Highway I Came
• I Might Disperse Tthe Southern Clouds
• Let Not Your Body Suffer
• Why Do You Grope Thus Like The Blind?
• Draped In Stores Of Knowledge
• Keep Your Mind Intent Upon
• Your Way Of Knowing Is A Private Herb Garden
• Chidananda, The Light Of Absolute Knowledge
• He Stands Close By You!
• Lalla Wilfully Entered The Garden Door
• Ah Me! The Five
• When Siddhanath Applied Lotion To My Eyes