No one but me to blame

Words: Poem by Swami Vivekananda

Music: Naren

The sun goes down

Its crimson rays light up the dying day

A startled glance I throw behind

And count my triumph shame

No one, no one, no one but me to blame

Each day my life, I make or mar

Each deed begets its kind

Good good, bad bad, the tide once set

No one can stop or stem

No one, no one, no one but me to blame 

One only man, one only God, one ever perfect soul

One only sage, whoever scorned the dark and dubious ways

One only man, who dared think and dared show the goal

That death is curse and so is life and best when stops to be

I salute the Lord, the awakened 

I am my own embodied past

Therein the plan was made

The will, the thought, to that conform

To that, the outer frame

No one, no one, no one but me to blame...

One only man, one only God, one ever perfect soul

One only sage, whoever scorned the dark and dubious ways

One only man, who dared think and dared show the goal

That death is curse and so is life and best when stops to be

I salute the Lord, the awakened

Good, bad, love, hate and pleasure, pain

Forever linked go, forever linked go

I dream of pleasure without pain

It never came! It never never came!

I give up hate, I give up love

My thirst for life is gone

Eternal death is what I want

Nirvanam goes life’s flame

No one, no one, no one is left to blame 

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