The calf’s leftover, The milk The fish’s leftover, The water The bee’s leftover The flower How can I worship? O Shiva! Shiva! How can O worship? To get over Leftovers! Is beyond me Take whatever comes O Kudalasangama Deva —Basavanna

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When angry, Isn’t it enough to jeer at me once? I Alas! Is it right To hand me over to love-god How can you hand over Your people By yielding to your foe? O Lord Kudalasangama -Basavanna

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When a pig and and an inebriated elephant Meet on the same road If the the elephant moves aside Will the pig become a lion? O Channamallikarjuna

-Akkamahadevi

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Is the drink of immortals hungry? Is water thirsty? Does Ultimate Knowledge embodied Have lust? The great Bhakta On whom the true guru has bestowed Compassion and performs Linga worship: Dis he have any other desire For liberation? For such ones It is born of itself and their nature Why search for for source of contentment? O Vishweswara dear to Urilingapeddi

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Does the thunder-hit well have any steps? Does someone rid of six hues have any color? Does someone ,after crossing the sea, have any boat? Does the scabbard put away have any use? Does someone without the body have any ornament? Does our Ajagannadeva have any language?

-Muktayakka

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If you get afraid It will not leave you If you falter It will not leave you If you are in a diamond cage It will not leave you You cannot prevent What is inscribed on your forehead Look! All your likes and wants Do not work Even if the mind loses firmness And its sap, What should happen Is unavoidable O Lord Kudalasangama -Basavanna

Source: HS Shiva Prakash

During four quarters of the day They fret and fume for food During four quarters of the night They fret and fume for misery When they see others shave off their heads They shave off their heads When they see others eating They eat Talking about places of pilgrimage Eight and sixteen types of worship Unable to puzzle out How to find their own treasure The experts of six-phased system Perished O Goggeshwara

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O master, if you are my guru And I, your desciple Rid me of the qualities of my senses Remove the karma of my body Eliminate the ways of my prana Stop the ways of my prana Hide in my body Hide in my prana Hide in my imagination Come on to my palm Bestow compassion on me Goggeshwara

-Allamaprabhu

Source: HS Shiva Prakash

After swallowing the ghee Can milk be apart from it? Who can separate the sunstone From its fire? O Channamallikarjuna Of numberless glories I saw How you are hidden in me Without being apart And opened My Eyes -Akkamahadevi

Source: HS Shiva Prakash

After wearing the mark of the lord Why wear that of love-god? Isn’t this a shame On your words and deeds?

Wagons, parasols, ornaments Horses and elephants -Why all this mess?

It is not pleasing To Linga, the Absolute

Says Chowdayya, the Boatman

Chowdayya the Boatman

Source: HS Shiva prakash

The secret of sesame seed Not drenching in spite of Having oil; Of stone not exploding in spite of Having heat; Of not enjoying the virgin In spite of having lust; Of not cutting off breath and nature In spite of being beyond How can mortals understand this? O Ramanatha -Dasimayya the Weaver

Source: HS Shiva prakash

If the baby is born of sexual union Why Brahma’s boast? If existence is all play Why Vishnu’s kindness to beings? If killing is though treachery Why Rudra’s monstrous cruelty? Because all these are birth-dependant They are not made of our deeds Where is virtue in this? Penetrate this secret Agamyeshwara, Lord of Gummata -Manu Muni Gummatadeva

Source: HS Shiva Kumar

When every body part Of sharana becomes Linga What if his body falls In which place? What if it stays or falls? What if it did not stay And turns into void? Wherever he goes There is no glitch For his identity with Linga -Chowdayya the Ferryman

Source: HS Shiva Kumar

Wear the highest honour round your neck Keep the highest honour in your heart I am content with the service of being your slave O Mahalinga Kalleshwara

-Havinhala Kallayya

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Whoever just wears a sack Is no guru Whoever just carries a saffron garb Is no jangama Whoever is just tied down to virtue Is no devotee of Shiva Just water and food Are no sacred offerings If anyone says Yes- Pick up a sandal weighing half a mana Swing it And hit him non-stop,

Says Chowdayya the Ferryman

Source: HS Shiva Kumar

While experiencing body’s karmas Why talk of the sacred wisdom? Has logic anything to do with sacred wisdom? The speech of a thief who has stolen The alchemical root Unable to penetrate its mysteries: Will the wise accept his word? Understand its mysteries Become wise in the six-phased path Realise Sidhdharama Dear to Marulasidhdha In awareness

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When the soldier in the battle Is careless with the hand Won’t the enemy soldier Come to stave him? If one is careless about The mind remembering you Will maya forget to eat up the body? Remember Father Kudalasanga, O friend, Your sins will melt like sealing wax -Basavanna

Source: HS Shiva Kumar

After getting rid of the fantasy of the body After tearing up the contamination of life-breath Unless true devotion becomes possible You cannnot bring anyone to the bliss of Linga If someone says: ‘ I have made it, and You can take it’- That is ignorance O Sangana Basavanna No offering to anyone Unless he has not destroyed all traces For Goggeshwara Linga Retaining only the truth of the self -Allamaprabhu

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When the madness of lust Goes to the head The vision of discrimination Is lost The memory of Pashupati Disappears When the mind grows Dull Can one remember the mantra? Tell me, O Ramanatha -Dasimimayya the Weaver

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Because of the body I saw saw actions Because of good actions I saw good feelings Because of feelings I saw your true form From the true form I saw the experience of self Attained, O father Because of the experience of self I became rid of sins and impurities Of the body and senses, O father O Kadambalinga Because you of your image On the seat of my palm I see you in every limb O father -Kampada Maritande

Source: HS Shiva Prakash

If you send the calf To a cow bereft of milk She can only give a kick But cannot offer milk Does one bereft of wisdom Know the right action? Right action is the calf Virtue is its milk Yearning is the cow Once the understanding dawns of The distinction between the three The one’s own self Is Sadashivamurthilinga —Maritande the Pot-maker

Source: HS Shiva Kumar

Because the children and young ones have died Because sorrows and afflictions have come to stay Can one go scotfree Abandoning worship of ishtalinga? When the jangama comes to beg Observing his duty and vow Can you say O friend ‘ Why your irritation?’ And still practice Bhakti? Sorrows and afflictions cannot come On their own Coming into birth and becoming Is itself sorrow This is certain, Says Chowdayya the Ferryman

-Chowdayya the Ferryman

Source: HS Shiva Prakash

Thankless wife Characterless kinsmen Lifeless body

What use are they?

You people look for Fragrance in a spoilt flower Charm in a used whore Unity in filthy waters

Listen, you, mad one! The Harry-charmer of Girija, the great guru The great miracle-master Lord Kudalasangama -He alone is for the whole world

• Basavanna

Source: HS Shiva Prakash

Only he is poor in wealth Who is not pure of heart When he performs labour With a pure heart For such a true Bhakta Lakshmi becomes wherever he looks So long as he is in service Of Amareshwara Linga —Lakkamma the Rice-gleaner

Source: HS Shiva Prakash