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1

Where the Sun cannot throw his light
There poet illuminates with his sight,
Where the mind cannot enter
There the experienced like to centre.
 

2

What is the use of playing a cricket match?
Listen to the Nath Yogi’s immortal cricket match.
To play this one requires no money
Nor does one require things any.

Renunciation, character and contentment are the three wickets
That Nath Yogi enjoys as he protects,
External and internal controls are the two bails
While protecting them Nath Yogi never fails.

Standing at the crease of Dharma
Nath Yogi strikes with the bat of Karma.
Behind the stumps, the wicket keeper is ego
Wearing the gloves of vasanas acquired long, long ago.

Maya is the bowler who bowls,
Expecting him to do fouls.
Vishaya is the ball
Maya throws for all.

Here too, six balls are in an over,
Fielders get no chance to cover.
The rest nine players are there
To catch him out everywhere
Or run him out anywhere.

The true Guru is his coach,
With surrender, Him, he does approach.
Here no match can be fixed
Nor with egos can results be mixed.
Time and truth are the umpires
But he plays without desires.

Know, this world is the playground.
Peace and bliss surely surround
The winner who makes the runs of devotion.
It is very hard to believe my clear notion.

Innumerable Perfect Beings are the spectators
Who are eager to cheer at and welcome the victors.
Nath Yogi’s cricket match thus I brief
By winning which you will have no grief
And surely you can pass from mortality to immortality.
 

3

From foot to head
Has a dunderhead;
Whereas a snake in head,
Thus venom is spread.
 

4

Who supports terror
Is making an error.
Supported is thief;
Descended is grief.
 

5

If you resort to the wicked
One day you will be kicked.
You will have to repent
If you nurture a serpent;
For ’tis foolish to make
Friends with a snake.
 

6

The mind is at rest,
Know, not in the forest
Nor in the caves of Mt. Everest
Nor looking after one’s own interest.

The mind finds perfect rest
Either by the Guru’s grace
Or in a woman’s embrace.

The mind gets perfect rest
Not in people’s clap
But resting in a woman’s lap
Or by bearing the Guru’s slap.

The mind gets perfect rest
Either while enjoying with the dearest
Or encircling a woman’s body and breast
Or dealing with an object of utmost interest.

Thus, the mind gets perfect rest.
How the mind gets perfect rest
It is for us to decide,
With me who can coincide?
 

7

What ought to be done?
What ought not to be done?
In that ought to be done
What ought not to be done?
In that ought not to be done
What ought to be done?

Which duties are ought to include?
Which duties are ought to exclude?
Even the wise cannot conclude
As, even them, these duties delude.
 

8

What ought to be done?
What ought not to be done?
In that ought to be done
What ought not to be done?
In that ought not to be done
What ought to be done?

Which duties are ought to be included?
Which duties are ought to be excluded?
By whom these are easily concluded,
By whom maya is deluded,

The doer is he;
The deed is he;
He is the done;
The three in one.

The knower is he;
The knowledge is he;
He is the known;
The three in one.

The Holy Spirit is he;
The Father is he;
He is the Son;
The Trinity in One.

God is he;
Brahma is he;
My Guru is he.
His disciple is me.
His lotus feet servant is only me! only me!
Forever me! always me! always me! forever me! 
 

9

Thy senses ain’t cold
However, thou art old,
Then by thee, truth was sold
Surely for women and gold
And at every step by maya, you are bowled.
 

10

The wise say, “The woman who offers a gruel
Equally to husband, son and the one who is cruel,
And avoids engaging in a duel;
Among women, she is a living jewel.”
 

11

Oh! Historians! Tell me,
They belong to which tribe?
Who enjoy taking a bribe.

Oh! Historians! Tell me,
They belong to which race?
Who are withheld of His grace.

Oh! Historians! Tell me,
What is their caste?
Who are chaste.

Oh! Historians! Tell me,
What is their colour?
Who have blemish-less valour.

Oh! Historians! Tell me,
Which is their nation?
Who look for a donation.

Oh! Historians! Tell me,
They belong to which breed?
Who nurture lust, anger and greed.

Oh! Historians! Tell me,
They belong to which class?
Who corrupt their minds with a lass.

Oh! Historians! Tell me,
They belong to which society?
Who are after money and beauty.

Oh! Historians! Tell me,
They belong to which nation?
Who have lost discrimination.
Oh! Historians! Tell me.
 

12

The South American, the North American,
The Australian, the African, the Arabian, the Persian,
The Indian, the Russian, the Italian, the Asian,
The Canadian, the Japanese, the Chinese, the British,
The Christian, the Swiss, the Roman, the Jewish,
The Hindu, the Muslim, the Buddhist, the Irish.
Irrespective of sex, colour, religion, occupation or race, all men have seven common.
All are united by lust, anger, greed, attachment, pride, envy and ‘I’ notion.
 

13

Whoever conquers the above seven
Gets entry-pass to the Heaven,
Irrespective of sex, colour, religion, occupation and race,
Only he or she will be eligible to receive His grace.
 

14

In those regions of eternal light
While living one will surely delight,
He or she gets the citizenship of His nation
Who solves this binomial equation.

(I + U)ⁿ  = Iⁿ + n . I^n-1 . U + n (n-1) I^n-2 . U² / 2! + n (n-1) (n-2) I^n-3  . U³ / 3! +….+ Uⁿ = 1. 

15

Truth can be laid with a pen
But fools require a machine gun;
People can be changed with words
But fools require swords;
Hearts can be won with alms
But cowards require arms.
 

16

When kind is tone
No need to stone;
Their minds are narrow
Hence fools require an arrow;
When truth is my brand
Why do I hold a steel brand?
 

17

When we all belong to the human bracket,
’Tis foolish to make a missile rocket;
When mankind is a single caste
But fools propose a nuclear holocaust;
When life is from womb to tomb
But fools boast of the atom bomb.
 

18

When hearts are open
Why required is a weapon?
When mercy has no bars
Why required are wars?
 

19

When merciful tears are shed
Why required is bloodshed?
When mind is in control
Why required is arms-control?
When mind is won
All becomes only One.
 

20

They are the learned
If wisdom they earned,
To the Guru they turned,
God they churned,
Untruth they spurned,
Ego they burned,
To heaven they returned,
They are the learned.
 

21

They are the great; truly they are the great,
On His lotus feet, who concentrate,
They are the great; only they are the great.
Though they are illiterate
Them I cannot rate,
‘Cause they are always great.
So at their lotus feet, I myself prostrate.
 

22

Let truth be your speech,
Let Righteousness (Dharma) never breach,
Practice what parents teach
Next, what the true Guru does preach.
Their services ever you beseech,
Then satisfy guests each,
By that, thee God does reach.

23

False Gurus lead you to hell,
Everywhere they dwell,
They preach very well,
They make you swell,
You fall in a dark well;
Paper flowers are easy to sell,
They are disguised very well,
No scent, if you smell.
Have you got the point I spell?
That’s all, I tell and yell.

 Salutations to the lotus feet of Guru Siddha Nath

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