Vaheguroo by Manbir Kaur (13)
Magical are Vaheguroo's powers.
He is the one and only knower.
No one can define his strength.
To his love there is no length.
It's amazing that Guru only gives.
By remembering his virtues is how we should live.
Come to Sachkhand Guru calls.
Cross the ocean, to see Guru stand tall.
Giving his blessings, he will say.
"Well done my child, you found the way!"
Adaptation by Manbir Kaur (13)
Why do we insist on cheating and lying?
When we know slowly we are dying.
Remembering death it will come any time.
We can't stop this; god is whom we should find.
To search for god we don't need a map.
Live as a Gursikh, you will slowly adapt.
The life style is easy; you just need a strong heart.
To your prayers honestly, don't need to be smart.
Guru's love is strong and undying.
Upon the lord you should be relying.
Just by knowing this many people cross the world ocean.
But remember to get to this stage you need devotion.
Just Imagine! by Manbir Kaur (13)
Imagine a world, with peace and no war.
Where we all live and abide to one law.
Men and Women are both equal.
Caring for one another is how we should feel.
To tell you the truth I cant imagine this.
There is only pain and anger, but no bliss.
Where are all the enlightened Jots?
I guess they shut-up when money spoke.
I guess they aren't the enlightened ones.
Because by now something would have been done.
I'm not blaming anyone, just asking why?
It's so hard to love one another, without a single fight.
Everyone can make speeches, but they are only words.
I haven't seen a single person, who sticks to what they've learnt.
I'm one soul alone to spread the truth.
No gives me a chance, because in their eyes I'm a fool.
One day someone will open their eyes.
They will notice then the world is coming to the end of time!
When time is ending, they will then do something.
They still wont have realised the time they had been wasting.
Even then, the people will still argue!
Right now I'm feeling concerned, one question are you?
If Guru Gobind Singh Ji came to My Room
by Anonymous
If Guru Ji came to my room to spend a day or two
If He came unexpectedly, I wonder what I will do?
Oh, I know, I will give my nicest spot to such an honored guest
And all the food I'd serve to Him would be the very best
And I would keep assuring Him I'm glad to have Him there
That serving Him in my room is joy beyond compare
But-when I see Him coming, would I meet him at the door?
With arms out stretched in welcome to my heavenly visitor?
Or would I have to change my clothes before I let Him in?
Or hide some magazines and put the gutka where it should have
been?
Would I then switch off the radio and hope he hadn't heard?
And I wish I hadn't uttered the last loud hasty word?
Would I hide my worldly music and put some Amrit Kirtan out?
Could I let Guru Ji walk right in, or would I rush about?
And I wonder-if Guru Ji spent a day or two with me, would I
go right on doing the things I always do?
Would I go right on saying the things I always say?
Would life for me continue as it does from day to day?
Would my daily conversation keep its usual pace?
And would I find it hard, each meal to say a table grace?
Would I sing the songs I always sing, and read the books I read?
And let Him know the things on which my mind and spirit feed?
Would I take Guru Ji with me everywhere I plan to go?
Or would I maybe change my plans for just a day or so?
Would I be glad to have Him meet my very closest friends?
Or would I hope they'd stay away until His visit ends?
Would I be glad to have Him stay forever on and on?
Or would I sigh with great relief when He at last was gone?
It might be interesting to know the things that I would do
If Guru Ji in person came to spend some time with me!
Swimming Lessons by Kulpreet Singh
The sun was out, my mind was dark, the heat was getting strong
Dazed and confused, I sat outside, knowing something was wrong
I was sitting outside of the pool, never aware that it was
there.
Then I saw it, and I jumped in; without a thought - without
a care.
Suddenly I began to drown, and upon my wrist I felt a hand.
It was the Guru guiding me, and from then on I swam.
At this point I was just learning, not nearly able to swim
But as my Guru swam alongside, I found support in Him
Suddenly Maya came along, and took over my mind
As Maya pulled, I began to cry, and somehow got left behind
Then from nowhere Waheguru came, and She shined within my soul
Finally Maya let me go, and finally I felt whole.
Like a fish without his water, I'd die without You.
Like a child without his mother, I cry without You.
Like Earth around the sun, my life revolves around You.
I patiently wait just for the day, when I will have found You.
Oh Waheguru, it's all about you.
Yes, live life, but why without You...
Yes, live life, but why without You?
Wake Up Sikhs!< by Harjinder
Singh
from http://www.khalsapride.com/Poems/Identity/6.htm
Awake and arise my brother Sikhs
For if you keep on sleeping
You will never stop weeping
It is already much too late
For you to further sit and wait
Your religion is being hijacked
Your very identity is being attacked
Your image has been battered
Your prestige has been shattered
You are losing your turban gifted to your Gurus
Some of you drink and smoke
Some even cut their hair
You are the followers of Guu Nanak,
The bringer of love and peace
You are the descendants of Guru Gobind,
The symbol of love and sacrifice
Guru Nanak spread the message of love
Guru Gobind sacrificed his own for others
They showed us the right way
So wake up Sikhs!
For you to fail to realise
Or if you fail to wake and rise
Sikhs and their panth will be things of the past
Let us unify
Let is all say:
KHALSA MERO ROOP HAI KHAS,
KHALSA MEH HAU KARU NIWAS,
KHALSA MERO PIND PRAN,
KHALSA MERO JAAN KI JAAN
Why don't you care? by Capt
Harjit Singh
don't cut your hair
don't cut it down
cause it's your crown
no crown - no King
no hair - no Singh!
Singh it aint cool
to be the fool
if you cut it down
you're just a clown.
YOU'RE A LION MAN
JUST GIVE A DAMN
DON'T LOSE THE GAME
DON'T CUT YOUR MANE!
DON'T ACT SO WEIRD
DON'T TRIM YOUR BEARD!
Bhai Taroo Singh, Our brother King
Was captured by the Moghul thing
They wanted to shave him bad
They wanted to drive him mad
They took him into the street
They wanted him to kiss their feet
They wanted to take his life
They pulled out a barber's knife
And tried hard to cut his mane
But it was all in vain
His hair was strong as steel
This miracle was totally real.
He remembered God with every breath
He was not afraid of death
They just couldn't cut his hair
and he just didn't care
if they took away his life
with their bloody barber's knife.
YOU'RE A LION MAN
JUST GIVE A DAMN
DON'T LOSE THE GAME
DON'T CUT YOUR MANE!
DON'T ACT SO WEIRD
DON'T TRIM YOUR BEARD!
Be brave like Taroo Singh
Don't turn away from our Guru King
Don't play the sad loser's game
Don't do the walk of shame
YOU'RE A LION MAN
JUST GIVE A DAMN
DON'T LOSE THE GAME
DON'T CUT YOUR MANE!
DON'T ACT SO WEIRD
DON'T TRIM YOUR BEARD!
Don't cut your hair
without a care
About the king
Bhai Taroo Singh
Say that name
you'll feel the shame
You'll be a fool
to break the rule
you'll walk alone
your soul will groan ,
But it aint too late
Guru Nanak is great
YOU'RE A LION MAN
JUST GIVE A DAMN
DON'T LOSE THE GAME
DON'T CUT YOUR MANE!
DON'T ACT SO WEIRD
DON'T TRIM YOUR BEARD!
ARE YOU A KING OR A CLOWN?
'Ignorance hinders (worldly and spiritual) progress.'
(Kabirji, Asa Raag : Guru Granth Sahib jee)
The turban is my crown
and it aint coming down!
The King wears the crown
The cap is for the clown!
If the King wears a cap
Then the King is a Fake
If you wear a hat
Next life you're a snake!
