WHY ARE YOU SO LOW?

Your dreams shattered! Then what?

Yours plans failed ! then what?

Why do you limit life,

Within success and failure?

And why to be so impatient,

For pleasure, pleasure and pleasure?

Why do you enlarge, the wings of desires?

And you, by yourself, get subdued in it;

And lifelong you flutter,

To come out of it.

And by the passing hours,

You set the ultimate halt.

The wishes, dreams and desires,

Are the ever burning fires;

Under whose heavy heat,

The man melts into nothing.

The possessions, holding and earning of earth,

Are to be left lifeless;

In minutes, they are all destructible,

By blow and brunt of Time’s mercilessness.

What is your,

You are crying for?

And what you have lost?

 You are lamenting for!

Nothing, and nothing at all,

Why wastefully, you show, your ownness;

Upon the things, you found hereabout;

And why  you shed tears,

Upon such baits and bouts.

Never dishearten yourself,

By futile, and fragile objects;

Have a strong hold, on your Self,

With deep and durable, positive prospects.

Live, like a man, with vast manhood;

Where unbound glory, of goodness, resides;

In tough tide of time, you bravely be stood;

And lovably live, every bit of life, with fortitudes.

WHERE CHANGE IS POSSIBLE

All rustic and rotten rules,

Vile and vitiated,

Through span, scale of time,

Have lost their value and effect;

Irrelevant and irrespective,

In today’s term, tide;

Designed in disastrous, tumultuous time,      

By the monarchs,

For their own goodness and greatness;

Crippling the right of living,

Of millions men, of earth;

Discriminatory and demoniac,

To privilege a few,

Adorning with all authority and autonomy,

And potential pride and prestige;

Not this much, only,

Their supercilious standard,

Made virtuous, and non viable,

As endorsed by,

The super spirituality, and divine deities; 

In such a way,

They enjoy and live,

Specialized, and superbly endowed,

Positions and powers,

In the eyes of others,

The men, no different than him;

In physique and physiology;

So gullibly, rudely and ruthlessly,

Dried and deadened,

The ease and essence of humanity;

The heart burst, and the mind blast,

On such abominable idea,

How the minstrels and monsters,

Glorify so highly,

Talk so nonsensically,

Dividing system to sub human standard;

Where hunger and thirst,

Resides apart and afar,

Scornfully denied and defied,

A bit regard, and shit reverence;

So subjugated and subjected,

To strained servility and slavery,

Deprived and devoid of,

All humane and humanitarian,

Life living situations and circumstances;

Thrown so insanely, indignantly and indifferently,

Into severe incessant and eternal,

Web of destitute and indignity;

By pastors and priests,

Who so, shamelessly and shrewdly,

Jester and justify,

As the voice of the supreme god,

Inviolable and unbreakable,

Command of the great dear deities;

The man made texts and textures,

May be voluptuous, and defective,

Is challengeable and changeable,

Annihilating the rotten structure,

Ashaming human race,

May be replaced and redesigned,

Something with,

Restores and revives,

The spirit of ample space,

To each individual, and his individuality;

To flourish freely,

With equal equilibrium and liberty,

Saluting the man of his manhood;

With sanguine and sombrous,

Thinking and theology,

We all must revere and pursue,

The paths,

Where change is possible.

 

WE SHALL MAKE IT HAPPEN

Sad and shattered spirit,

Submerged critically, into surrounded sorrows,

By negligible negativities;

Fatigued fervor,

Fragmented into, countless tinniest pieces;

All hopes hampered,

By growling and gruesome ghosts,

Of all inimical entities;

Born and bound, around us;

The people, scorn and sneer us,

Gullibly scoff at,

All our efforts and endeavors;

The stifling and stubborn,

Suzerain circumstances;

Deadly and dangerously,

Stand against us;

Time tantalizes and fate falters,

On our turn and round;

Vicious and vile vicissitudes,

All dwarfing and dwindling,

Our heart’s core, courage and confidence;

The mammoth goal,

To build the beautiful bond of,

Great and glorious humanity,

At all costs and stakes,

Is to be retained and restored;

The crying and creeping,

Feebly crawling to life,

Caught into, the web of worsened state;

Knelt down,

Fumbled to find, the faith and focus of ours;

Such challenges,

Maligning and malafying,

The face of humanity;

Are to be dealt, dexterously and adroitly,

We vow,

With alive conscience, open sighted,

By all virtues and vigilance,

Directions and surroundings,

As wise witness,

Will reinstate, revive and re-establish,

The helm of health and happiness;

Harping the melody,

Of magnanimously, molding of manhood;

Scorns and hatred,

Pervading on open roads,

Bellow the sky,

Shadowing and saving all its children,

By odd and ugliest storms,

In the surrounds and circumstances;

We avouch,

To efface and eliminate,

All such trifling and stifling objects,

And eradicate them all,

Never to appear again,

To throttle and threaten human race;

By all ethos and energies, bound within,

To replenish and relinquish,

Heckled and hankered humanity,

What tough and turbulent,

It may look to be,

Crossing over all, such limits and lacunas,

We assure,

We shall make it happen.

WE ARE UNSTOPPABLE

Millions monstrous mountains,

Barricading the paths,

Satan storms,

Brutally blockading our ways;

The ebullient and tumultuous Nature,

In form of, floods and draughts,

Frowning and furrowing,

By feverish and frantic blow of winds;

Quakes and quiver,

Crashing and crushing our conscience within;

The heavy heated waves of sun,

Deadening chill of surround,

Throughout thwarts and threatens,

To our spirit;

Voluminous volcanic erode and eruptions,

Lavas flowing, into lanes and rivers,

Coercing and coagulating,

Benumbing and dampening, our self severely;

Envy and rivalry,

Preposterously posed by poignant people;

Nefarious and narcissist,

Ruthlessly and recklessly,

Strenuously stand, only to sabotage,

Our superb and scintillating sovereignty;

All our friends and foes,

Are furiously firing behind us;

By vomiting all evils and illness,

Against us;

Forming, fabulous fad image of us,

Among our owns;

Socially dominant, rich and powerful people,

Poisoning viciously,

And poising vigorously,

Against all our, benignant and benevolent moves;

Despite all,

Garrulous conspiracies and vile hatchings,

People and power,

And their unholy, hurdles and hindrances;

Can’t affect and defect,

Even a bit,

Our magnificent mottos and mega motives;

To establish and stand,

The reign of humanity, and regime of benevolence;

In astrayed and betrayed, human race;

No legitimate or illegitimate,

Power and people,

Can divert and deviate,

To a single inch,

From the glory of, goodness and greatness;

Don’t dare to, scare us,

O mortal men! And natural powers!

Till our goal is achieved,

We are unstoppable.

UNITE AND IGNITE

Why do you fall, so flat,

Pathetically, so poor and powerless;

Bloods in your jugular veins,

Have diabolically dried and died in dearth,

The luster of lungs, lost,

Adversely smoked and choked,

Bitterly bound and breathless;

Weak and voiceless,

As saliva sore and tainted tongue,

Is withered and wounded;

The elegant eyeballs, into ebullient eyes,

Decayed and deceased,

Are dozing into slumberous sleep;

Over saddened, and glow less countenance,

Listlessly lowered, torn and tired,

Dreadfully done, defeated;

Why not you, stand strong,

Holding hands, the men alike,

Suffering from, the same suppurating system;

Hatched and conspired,

Intentionally and gullibly,

To perpetuate slavery, of several like you;

Your genetic gents, and blood relatives;

Why not you, heave strength,

Handcuffing hundreds of other hands,

Into each other;

Awake and arise,

From your age long sleep,

Multiply, your vigor and vitriol,

Shout sharp and cry loud,

Abolish, the ageing and spurious,

Textures of bondages and human servility;

Erupt and eradicate,

The evils of egalitarian’s inequalities;

Fires and burns,

Of treacherous and tyrannous imposters;

Coiled completely, and illegitimately,

Why not liberate, yourself,

From your brittle, and fragile propensity,

By heavy hues and cries,

Voicing with other, deaf and dumb,

Blow, blast and bombard,

Vigorously and vibrantly, with your brothers;

Uprooting and eradicating,

The bestial rules, and bogus rulers;

Vitiated and corrupted,

The airs and atmospheres,

Of the beautiful and bounteous land;

O! low looking men,

Sufficient strength, still lie deep within you,

Throw out, the cover and cloth of weaknesses,

Recognize yourself,

Revamp and revive, your sombrous self,

Free yourself,

From bounds and boundaries,

Deceitfully and scornfully,

Laid upon you,

With your fellowmen, and brethren,

Do unite and ignite.

TOWARDS A GLOWING HOPE

The ploughman, so poignantly,

Ploy and plough, deep in the field,

Sweat sharply,

In the hot, and howling sun, above head;

Sowing the seeds,

Pathetically, so powerfully, and pleasantly,

Of life and livelihood;

Own and others,

Burning, in the bowl, and morosely melting,

For self, and several others;

The fisherman, so patiently,

At bank, amid shadows and the shrubs,

With his angles, in the water,

Poised in cross legged,

Laid and lied,

In the vast visible, weakling wait;

Peeps through, caves and cavern,

Of his hunt,

Into non- commotional, deep and dangerous water;

The labourer,

To such a lethargic long day,

Bowed down, weighted, under the burden,

By the baby, tied so, on the back,

Heavily over laden, on the head,

With shoveled soils, to shift,

Through steep stairs,

Right to the roof;

Bent and broken, from within,

So hard and hoarsely,

The gardener,

Planting for foliages and flowers,

So intently, and emotionally,

Nurturing, such a little and lovely plant,

With all love and caressing,

Like his own sweet son,

Fondling foolishly and pampering prophetically,

So sentimentally, scaling a second’s growth,

So elegantly and pleasantly;

The ploughman, fisherman and the gardener,

Exhibit and expose,

A uniform trait, and triggering talent,

Of survival,

Into the sad, sardonic and sorrowful world;

How hopefulness,

Helps to live life,

Amid all hazardous and hellish,

Vitiated ways, and virtuous villains;

Where deceitful doctors, and poignant proctors,

Inject and instruct,

Venoms into veins, bogus into the brains;

Through all such perils,

They make, majestic and magnificent move,

Towards a glowing hope.

TOWARDS A BETTER AND BRIGHT FUTURE

We all, have hopes,

Ample aspirations, and enough expectations;

With ourselves, and others;

On each single seconds,

We weave, a new theory and theology,

Of life and living;

All strengths and energies,

Lying deep within us,

Are consumed, in copious confrontations;

Scattered and spread, all around us;

In immeasurable amounts and amplitude;

Through, all such, deep density of darkness,

Expanding morbidly to magnitude;

Simmering and flickering, the little lamp,

Shows sundry sleeping paths,

Brightens up, to a new hazy horizon;

Makes life livable,

Even to the lascivious laymen;

Refills and revives, the dormant spirit,

Into sizzling and sonorous,

Acceptability and susceptibility;

Of person and his personae;

Thinking and thanking,

For fostering, the era of ease and equality

All these philosophic philanthropy,

Should lie in reality, to heart’s core;

We must all remember,

The law of living life;

Let the neighbor celebrate, all mini and major,

All your lofty long successes;

And dance demonically and dramatically,

By binding and building,

The beautiful knot of brotherhood;

Altogether, pursuing the path,

Of peculiar but perpendicular progress;

All stifling savage storms, and,

Overshadowing sobs and sufferings;

Stubborn and subaltern situations,

Solved so softly,

With kind co-operations, kinetic contributions;

Solacing and simplifying,

Jeopardous and jugular journey,

In wide and virtual world;

Significantly, each day and night,

Into ethereal and eugenic earth,

All is alloyed and allied,

Marvelously and magnificently,

Making moves,

Toward a better and bright future.

TO SUPERSEDE AND SURPASS

The world is,

At sword’s sharp edge, and pointed end;

The scuffle and strife,

Is daily’s deadly deed;

Ravenous and rapturous rivalry,

In all areas and aspects,

Is broadly and widely visible,

In surroundings;

Heedless hunger and voracious thirst,

Of gains against own brothers;

Unscrupulously and bestial bastardly,

Stabbing straight,

Deep, to the heart of, our own beloved brethrens;

Mercilessly murdering,

The essence of humanity and manhood;

Creating ruckus, and unrest,

To the sovereign soul;

But what for?

Will be thunderstruck, and thrashed to amazement,

To listen, the causes behind,

Stupidity, only for few pennies,

And some sham powers;

No wrong, to earn living,

Prudently, pleasantly and gently;

That is the need, and nature,

Of all living beings;

But domineering and deadly blow,

To the beings alike,

Is quite catastrophic and callous,

Converting into calamities;

By boiling and burying, all human beautiful bonds;

Into depth and dearth, of earth,

Where all lovelier living conditions,

Don’t reside;

Where humanity seems defeated,

And human relations,

Arrogantly slapped and slaughtered;

No benignant and benevolent,

Glorifying and dignifying human race,

Is anywhere, seen and supervised;

Grow to good and greatness,

Steadily and speedily,

Overfull your coffers and treasures,

Make your shunting attics,

And dizzying storey and traumatic skyscrapers;

Have hypocrite and hypnotizing,

Manfully self created, majestically owned,

A super and stunning world,

Of own kind;

But with all favours and fragrance,

And reverence to man and mankind;

Proverbial in paramount and precedence,

In benevolence and magnanimity,

Do supersede and surpass.

THE WORLD WITHOUT YOU

You be, or be not,

The world will go on, and move ahead,

Even without you;

If you think,

Your persons, behind you,

Adversely, and abjectly depend,

And survive on you, your earnings;

Your kindred advices, your sane sacrifices;

Devotedly and energetically,

To the core of heart, and end to your capacity,

Fondling and fostering,

Those dear ones, far and near;

Up to all your breaths and bloods,

You save and shadow them,

From horrific hurricanes, and terrible torpedoes;

All legitimate to illegitimate,

And minute to major needs, and demands;

You proudly produce, and readily fulfill,

All your exert and exercise,

To form smile on their faces,

And joy in their life;

No worries and wearisome, of own,

To enliven them;

You overlook, all your pleasantries and tinniest pleasures;

You over-excitedly celebrate,

Their health, and happiness;

But what, after you depart?

The people sympathize, and dear ones lament,

So hoarse, heavy and hard;

Does the life stop, and world pause?

Short while soon,

After causal and usual bemoan,

Assumes a new course,

Varied and variegated hues and fragrance,

Lovelier leaps and multiple moves;

Replenished and rejuvenated,

The world and life,

Sustains and survives, through,

All odds and obstacles;

Drives through, different options, and opportunities;

Even more caressing, and worrying personalities,

Dwelled and dueled,

On the face of earth, in womb of time,

Finished away, for their loved ones,

Are fainted and forgotten,

But darling ones, dear objects,

For which, strived and struggled hard,

Showered and shattered,

All blessings and beauty of life and living,

Still reputedly and reverently reside,

Even on your eternal absence;

Live life on your own scale,

Not in servitude,

With ultra notions, to protect and polish,

Only luxuries and luster of people;

Ever remember, the eternal truth,

Not a single second,

For your garrulous grief, and grand gratitude,

Will stop, the world without you.

THE WORLD IS BEAUTIFUL

The world is beautiful!

What we are and where we are!

How we are and why we are?

The important is at least we are!

I am this , I am that;

I have this , I have that;

This blinds man of manhood,

And leaves him worth for nothing;

Such people malaise the glory,

Of being the wisest highest human race.

Why not to grow the seedling,

Of love and care to each other;

Despite all the matters of the world,

Tightening the human bondage to each other,

Stretching the hands to hug our people,

To develop the feeling of oneness;

And to bestow all for them,

And they only are the true asset of the world.

The world is beautiful and full of grace,

Where we must be proud to be of human race;

The planet abounds in enjoyable beauty,

With oceans, plants and healthy airs;

To safeguard it manfully is our dire duty,

With utmost humanly love and care,

We need to feel its motherly face.

When we all are made of blood and bones,

With equal healthy heat and breath;

Then why to fight for futile stones,

Of perishable power, land and wealth;

With all dignity of man’s manhood,

We need maintain a sublime pace.

The mortalities are nothing but Nature’s scold,

With storm, flood, drought and disease;

But the boon of benign beauty we must behold,

With rejuvenating before fragrance release;

And with Nature’s kind benumbing cruelties,

And its boundless bounty we need to embrace.

THE WORLD BEHIND YOU

Be brave and bounteous,

Be the leader;

To do something, miraculous,

To do beautiful,

The things, of larger and greater,

Intent and interests,

Where, no heed of, self servitude,

And selfishness resides;

Unsurpassable enthusiasm, zeal and gesture,

Burning inside,

To make, this ethereal world,

Into a palace,

Full of love, lust and luxuries;

The censor, and sardonic people,

And stormy and ravenous rivalries,

Dangerous, and deadly dances,

Of chance, time and circumstances;

Blow of fatal fate;

Threatening and terrifying, scene and surrounding,

To rigorous ruin,

And devastating, and destructible death;

You stand bold,

Like a lion, the courageous king;

Defying all such trifles,

With a grand and robust,

Pose and posture,

With deep and heavy long breath,

Blow away, such pinching and panicking,

Abject objects,

Barricading insanely and barring rustically,

Path of power and dignity,

To bettering and beautifying world;

By all worth and values;

The world, and its people,

To the benignant and benevolent,

Of humanity;

Serve, salute, and crazingly follow,

To their emancipators and liberators;

Those, who ever and always,

Instant and prompt,

To the fore, to face the blow and brunt,

Without a bit quiver and quibble;

Win the belief and heart,

And become, the hero;

Do dare to lead,

For the sake of, human and humanity,

I beseech, for sure,

Will follow footprints, and be mad,

The world behind you.

THE TOUGH ROAD AHEAD

What if, you got unprecedented success?

Gleaming and glittering, with high spirit;

Unbound joy, with rudderless over excitement;

Flowing and flying, in the distant horizon;

Celebrating the success, as if,

No more heavy hurdles, are to arise!

How long, does any moment last?

Can the waves of time, stop for a while?

Can the sea currents, be ever, moan and motionless?

Why to be so proud of, impermanent glory;

The things obtained, are torn, here around itself;

This is not the last, that you have got;

Neither it is for forever, may perish in seconds;

The road gets tougher, on every stage;

If you want, to overpower and overcome the crowds;

A success is, rather, a new challenge;

Denoting, a newer and fresher start;

Rather, more difficult and deadening; 

The brave hearts, dive deep, with double dare; 

To solidify, what they already obtained;

Than to fear and forget forever;

The sun, brightens the world, not for a day;

Broods and acts, tougher than before,

To lighten up the world, and beautify it;

May it burn, in thousands degree centimeter;

But showers shoothing balm, to earth and sky;

The possibilities are, more than what you can imagine;

The success, you cherished, is mere an emblem;

To make and multiply, your strength, lying within you;

Accept, the approaching challenges,

With subtle smile, to smile forever;

Determined and constant efforts,

May surpass all tough roads ahead.

THE TIDE WILL TURN

What if, the storms today,

Are fierce and ferocious;

Nibbling and numbing,

The very spirit, and essence of living;

What if, the circumstances today,

Are beyond cover and control;

Cruelly crushing, and mercilessly murdering;

Veins and vigour within;

What if, dear one’s today,

With all hatred and helpfulness;

Have thrown, lame and lone,

Estranging all bonds, and bondages;

What if, glory and greatness today,

Acquired hardly and hugely assembled;

Sharply swept away, in the storm,

Leaving bare handed and bleak headed;

Though, there are, storms today,

And the ways,

Look quite complex and confused;

None, is there, around,

To give and guide;

Nothing, is there, around,

Any solace, and savior, to provide;

By Time’s heavy stroke,

Has left, totally torn and tired;

Yet, Nature’s mutability, and adaptability,

Is sure, to bring change;

If not today, tomorrow then,

No state, is ever unchangeable,

Destruction precedes construction;

At a very sharp end;

New tide, may bring,

More energy, more life,

Perseverance and patience,

Be the weapon,

Unflinching, and unshakable belief within,

Must live and lie, in ample amount,

That, certainly, the tide will turn.

THE THINGS THAT I NEVER SAW

The people say there is life,

I get stunned why I don’t see!

Are my eyes deceiving me, or

Is my god displeased with me, or

I have been wrongly taught, or

I am not to perceive these thoughts;

Or my perception undergoes sudden fall,

If it is so then what is my fault;

Tell me O anyone please console me,

Lest I should be at the fault.

The people say the world worth living,

Flamboyant with genres and zeal;

Sometimes look into their faces,

But what makes me avert;

Such gossipy notions and foolish images,

The things seem quite deceitful to me;

I don’t know why,

Leaving fewer momentary achieve,

Constantly getting pain and disdain,

Living the world as it likely to be lived only.

THE GLORY AND GREATNESS

The glory and greatness,

Are feverously attained;

With extreme and powerful patience,

And fortitude;

And all our skills, and strenuous strength,

With dire dedication, firm determination,

And positive attitude;

Of all our human efforts,

When, bound together,

With unbreakable bonds,

Dare and durable;

The courage, to delve deep,

In unfathomable ocean,

The zeal to override high

The top and terrible mountains,

And the strong will power.

To scale up the space,

The unstaggering self belief

To pick the earth on head;

Brave and bold,

To stop the savage storms; and the horrible hurricanes;

If you can be quiet,

In terror and turbulence around;

If you can pleasingly smile,

When shocking sorrows surround;

Even in critical conditions and toughest time,

If you can feel peace profound;

The glory and greatness,

Knocks your door,

And be your indispensable part;

And elevates you, with all applause,

With human love and heavenly cause.

If hard is to retain it,

Harder is to sustain it;

Time’s blow may overturn, in seconds,

So be ever cautious, to maintain it.