The essence

April 1, 2009 § 9 Comments

Sense,
Essence,
At a certain distance,
Connected through reverence or vengeance.
For a few a revelation,
Others a illegitimate menace.

Far away from the visceral planes,
Where one notorious thought reins,
In a dream of a certain refrain,
The colours of freedom seem strained.

Through the senses-scintillations,
Through the emotions-vibrations,
The balance of  past and future,
Deliberately hang on the vision,
Of a mortal and bound scion.

Words may pass wisdom,
Actions may give martyrdom,
But neither can provoke, freedom,
Unless within the creature arises
A stroke (almost a epiphany,
Yet one of time’s boundless nature)
On the verge of breaching space,
Yet binds the universe,
Into the cramped room of a head.
And there it fills the thoughts,
The emotions and something shines,
A rudimentary essence,
The grit of our race’s existence.
Origin unknown,
Yet never visceral,
It is the knowledge of many an incidental,
carved into the nerves -the child
Of verses of unknown depths
And the knows worlds’ heavens.

And as such a realization dawns upon,
In those glorious hours,which life is called upon,
Everything tries to belong and then in a strung call,
Falls upon and arranges as if bound by a song,
To show the exactitude-the answer to the puzzle
Of living. Yet by the time the strains resurface,
Negligence reverberates and confiscates,
The essence through illusions.

At that,petty decorations need harnessing-
Water needs colour,
For the solvent cannot solve,
The lack of opaque it possesses,
For it is deemed unclean without spillage
For a bearded man said that was its visage.

And while the forces seem violent-
The wind torrential in its wisdom
And the seas tumultuous in action,
Humans throng and try to belong through religion.
The docile are then fermented
With ideas that man is tormented
By the virtues used
To bind him and rule.

Albeit that does come purity,
But then named
Heretic ,by some capricious decree,
Only later , understood to be,
What is really seen;
But veracity needed fire
And so it was lit
With a match upon a soulless hay
With chants of hail for the gist of the display.
Such are binds which curtail the hands
Of values and refined sands.

They call him the devil,
And he does roam among humans.
he has no eight tails waging
Or thirteen a table set,
All he has is a gullible mind
And he does exploit with haste
And then spreads like a plague
From man to man,
Until everyone seems wan
And prone to the entourage
Of a abyss and its flaming reaches,
Illusions bent from the malleable,but
Mind,that oh! if used properly is divine!

Finally as all seem corrupt
And thought dead and shut up,
Struck a ray through the condescending grey,
Creation was set alive again,a rebirth ,
Now life doesn’t seem vain.
And that abrupt force was all hailed,
And his words proclaimed
As wisdom, his actions martyrdom,
But fail did everything to grasp its freedom.

Then the devil did descend in full,
Dressed in white,peace he would bring,
No one would sing,the mantras
Of old and sally no more would
The undercurrent wisdom
(Relight by nature with
A little bit of nurture)
As the mirror reflects
The myriad darkness
And in it man would see
Nothing , for an eye
Is as good as its lens,
Mind is as good as its exponent.

But the devil was faced,
He could not rebate
Nor could he reinstate
His hold. The keepers
Were three,wisdom was set free,
Though humans have a hand on
The devil’s vehemence,
Another does hold the benevolence,
Of the spirit of creation.

The sevens and nines
Will never die,
Unless new numbers are sworn by,
And so will never the life
Be left astray,
For there is a final way,
The path which all do face
And on a gloom filled morning comes
To the surface,there they do
See the light from the negation,
It is the mere lack of contradiction
Which sets the world into a revolution.

The light shines the brightest

A rime about humanity

October 3, 2008 § 9 Comments

Fire moved and the wind cooled,
hours and hours went by,
earth became barren and dry.
The last of the fight was done,
and the gestation had began.
The water perennial rose,
and life was for the those who chose.
A mist covered the world,
and hours and hours went by.
The sun turned from bright yellow,
to a shady orange and set for the last time,
on the race which existed on earth’s face.
Come that night,
one last thing was left,the last fight-
between man and his right.
At last the beast faced the divine
at last it began at twilight.
the wind blew harder and  the
flame grew brighter.
He lay across,facing the sky-
sky held the light,
even though the source had left.
In him he beheld,the tale of the universe,
in his ,at last breathed the spirits,
of which he knew,he was truly made up of.
As he meditated on the sky,
and the last of sun’s light,
truly breathed within him, life.
He no more thought he was going to die,
death was a mere illusion,
which could now be just a preposition.
Ninety nine seconds went by,
and at the hundredth the fight at last began.
The race called humans,was at last at stake.
And from far away she watched,
and prayed that life would survive.
next to him was a sword,
which would play the quintessential part.
The first blow,was the beast’s,
and it tempted to tare and drink his blood,
yet the goodness held,
and he went further into hell.
Then took the beast the past’s history
and listed the sins of him and humanity.
It showed his precedessors’ folly,
and it showed him that he was the product of depravity-
he was born to destroy
and die and so he should.
The sword,he felt and the blood went ahead,
but the spirit held,
and so the beasts sprang again
and it swore on his being,vehement-
but the coup failed,
and he still prevailed.
Desperate and struck,
the wounded beast,went on a savage.
And he cried out loud,
and loud and loud,
till the world held only his shout.
He twisted and turned in pain,
and the rules of the game,
were broken again.
The beast claimed hand,
and the sword rose,
but in between the fury,
somebody hurried,
and held the sword away,
just for their own sake.

 

Above him he saw her,
and she held his word.
She laughed and creation rang out.
There she was, he saw her,
and beyond her,rose the moon.
It was sight of divinity,
and its profundity,
pronounced tenacity and beauty.
She touched his head,
and he felt,an over whelming peace,
he felt raw and new and at ease.
The beast within struggled,
and at her sight,muffled
and huffed and puffed,
and then within a great roar,
it became all but too sore,
and left at last,leaving a soul-
pure and clean,
just and truely seen.

She took him ,to herself,
and she walked on.
The moon,laughed,
and in the mirror,
he saw his light,cooled,
calm and pure delight.
And from within him,he felt,
and within he now dwelt,
and he realized that he ,
he,that he was the only one left,
and now life was his zest.
Her courage and grace had kept life,alive
and for her sake,he lay,
now a tool of Gaia.
And she the Goddess,
in him, he felt her,
left him to recover.
And then as hours moved by,
he saw the moon set,
and night at its darkest.
Yet now glowed an angel,
which showed light,
and the stars,were in a circle,
to her eyes,they were shy.

And at last,the truth of humans,
lay stark and naked.
There had been no folly,
and the evanescence,
had been a thesis at test.
For the Truth had been thus,
within the man,in the apple he
had thus ate,at last after thousand hours,
was the truth,that he had been an expression,
a thing of sorts,which would be alive,
forever,as long as its force lived.
And the force had been her,now he knew,
and energy of creation was now renewed.
And The sun light ,skewed far off,
and the darkness bid adieu,
and the stars disappeared,
from his view.And she came towards him,
and took him to the shore,
and there it was the thing which bore
the truth.The sea was at peace,
and the sun came high,
and at the sand of the tide,
they lay and heard the sea tell,
them in a tongue which they understood,
that –

Oh!life oh! has at last has become alive,
in the illusion of sorts,
you were thus put into,
and now everything is new.
The purpose oh! purpose,
had been to see,
if humanity was worth its creed!
But!oh! but,
albeit, all that,what you felt,
in those few minutes of twilight,
was the course that life,
might have had in twelve billion twlights,
and there was nothing left,
and oh!all prospects of breathing,
for spring beings,was strained,
until,she touched and broke the curse,
whose strength would have been adverse,
to that of creation.And now!oh!now,
pick up your sword and throw into me,
blood is where it should be,within the being.
Go and build your home,
and wood shall keep you warm,
air shall cool your bond,
and fire shall burn those wan.
Earth,oh!earth,are you willing to marry,
the sky?And sky oh!Sky marry the earth,
and between you shall be life.

And so they were wed,
and the bad dream dead and buried.
And a single star shone higher,
and the new progeny of earth was
borne that night,to be born after
a few more full moon nights.
And there lay,witness to the 
heavenly wedding,the creatures,
of evening.And paws bore no mud,
as the wild was at ease.
And there she turned to them
and they saw her kindness,
and hoped that what would come,
would be like her,the goddess.
In her eyes,they saw the future,
and in her,they knew there was danger,
but her comfort,was there for them
and so they would trust and let humanity
grow,for her,they would let life go on,
as she would be there,for them,
when the lusty swords of the little devils,
would tare and mar their gibing kittens.
They knew for all that was to be known,
that somewhere within them,humanity
might be worn by those which would
bleed and steal,but they knew that
her genes they would have,
and for that,until the time comes they would bare.
 
And as the many moons passed by,
and on a night,when the moon bright
and the stars were singing and the sky
clear and showed them the heaven rein,
there came the creature who would,
be the progeny of her,the earth
and him the sky.And in it they saw a glow,
and they knew,what they should do,
and they all celebrated with joy.
The devil try,as it might,
could find no wager,
and it looked on from the deep gray.
It knew one day,it could celebrate,
that would be the day,it told itself,
when someone from the glorious race,
would look at his face and say,
oh! my i am king of Gods,
and i need to worshipped 
and enveloped in all that is alive,
anything which dares to face me,
should die.So it knew it would wait,
for its tool never had been the snake,
but would always be,human’s gluttony
and hungry pride,and forever,
the evil would reside,when ,man lost 
his moral and killed because he was afraid.
The devil resided in man’s thoughts always,
because the sky,had seen the storm
and felt it within.And the sky,was nothing
without earth,who with her held it alright.
It was her force,which kept life alive,
and it was her passion to create.
And the sun,he knew,would keep there,
as he was the guide,the one above,
whom these things would never master.
In the sun,but he knew,was she too,
though which, he didn’t know.
But in him too there was the Goddess,
otherwise he would have never been able to suppress,
the anger within.He thought of himself-
 
And he knew then,that he was from her too,
that he was her child,just like everything else.
He then knew,he was there for balance,
and that he was her love too and he
had to live just like the sky.
And she the earth,had her forces,
who would create,and she held him
as her third,to destroy and make bait,
of those whose fight was to die.
He knew there would be a battle,
for generations to come,
between his own sons and those
children of her and the sky,
and there would be a winner,
and that day he would return there,
to thank her for his existence,
until then he said to himself
and he left the place,in a joyous mood.
 
He had noticed,that someone
else had been there.the one,
whom he had fought and called
beast,whom he had thought was dead.
But the cry from the future,
made him wake up to reality,
and he kissed his baby,
and he saw her looking at him.
He wondered about life,
and thought about his past,
and from where he might have sprung.
And all he had ever known
was darkness,but he knew within
that lay something,confused he became,
but he knew,humanity,as they would be known,
would come to known,of the causes beyond,
and on the day life goes beyond,that mark,
there will be the shore,where the sea would 
talk,until that day,it shall show them his face,
and at that sight,every time there race,
would move forward,and they would come to
know of life,he would be there light.
He thanked the sun,
who showed him to himself
and he kissed her good night,
as the birds sang together,
for the last time,for many many 
myriad years to come.

 

the light shines the brightest

Say no to terrorism

September 15, 2008 § 17 Comments

Just add evil to the end of the word ,God,

God + Evil=godevil or Go devil !

So You know,what is happening now.Everything is done,in the name of God! And the actions which it leads to are called evil.So basically we have let the devil go around,without actually knowing it.So the best thing to do would be,remove the evil from the equation.That way we will have only the “God”.Now that we know,what is happening,lets stop encouraging the Devil.Let us say no to things,which we can see are “evil”.So let us all say a strong no to Terrorism,first.We understand we had encouraged the Devil,now we want to stop it.Let us all together say no to terrorism.We should remember one thing though,it is people like you and me,who make up the terrorist too.So what we should take away is the “evil” and see the reason for their action and try to address it and not go around calling them evil.Behind everything there is a cause.Who knows ,if you and me aren’t able to find justice,won’t we too pick up the gun? We can argue all we want that,one wrong cant’t be corrected by another,but then to the person who commits it,it is not wrong,but justice! 

One thing common between whole of humanity is God.Even if you don’t believe in it,you acknowledge the idea’s presence among others.Let us use,what we have in common to remove the “evil”.The world looks black and unknown,if we close our eyes in fear.Let us open it and face what hurts us.The times of “whose god is it?” are gone.We are in an age where ,”Our God ,it is”.We need to stop hurting each other,for the sake of ourselves.What would you get if you destory more than what was done to you? For the twin tower a country? But even if the war is justified,the crimes commited after that can ever be justified.We don’t need wars and weapons,they are used against brothers and sisters,only when we are scared of them and feel threatened.You can always talk it out.No one is superior and no God is greater han the person and his belief.So together let us all say, ” We say no to terrorism.” And let us all make sure,no one is hurt.By no one i mean,the terrorist also,remember they too are people.It is very easy to say,forgive,but it is tougher to practise.Even if we don’t forgive them,at least let us stop them from destorying more of what we have created.they have had their pound of flesh and now they better stop.We should fight them not with guns,but with the thing,which threatens anyone the most,understanding.It should be a fair trade,but not in terms of life.If they want infrastructure,then we can give them,but in return,they need to add to the development,not merely abstain from killing.If they want their own land,we can give them that too.But then,a land in which people support them.It is no more about politicians,it is about us,the people.After all,who said they know better?And we are not blind,we can see what is happening.It is no more about someone,it is about You and me.So let us join together and do this for the most selfish reason ,” to live”.The war got over,a long time back,humanity lost it.So together we need to bring humanity back on track.

Unity indeed

September 9, 2008 § 14 Comments

we are all united indeed,
we hate each other mutually.
It is no more my country,
everyone is hungry,
to see the other deceased.
One mouth lesser to feed,
it is the survival of your creed.
every action and deed,
are purposefully levied,
into sowing the seed-
of hatred and communal greed.
Who cares if people are injured?
who cares if children are hurt?
The past was dense,
with death and ugliness immense.
The present is covered by this unjust menace,
but is to take it up and do the penance?
The future generations,
are the ones,who will feel-
that the nation lacks toleration.
In the name of good God and religion,
we do acts,by the devil’s commission.
How does religion matter,
when lives are being shattered?
how do caste and status ,relate,
when life is cheated by faith?
Whose peace,should they seek?
what right,for this lawless beak?
In the name of selfless interest,
in the name of the people’s interest,
comrades are being hurt,culled like pest.
When in need,where is the unity -indeed?
there in a need,and let us help with our deed.
As people of a nation,
let us remove this God damn depression.
No God will say,kill in my name.
No God,will hurt,for all are just the same.

Influenced by this post.

the last cold hours!

September 2, 2008 § 14 Comments

Cold hours,frozen clocks,
the moment is all but locked.
The present gratified,
time is lost into the night.
fear and peace grip the hearts,
emotions are all lost,
as the need for thought,has been lost!
No one knows what is the need,
and morality is lacking in every deed,
scary and vehement,locked in the darkness,
hell’s days have began.
Noise like never before is made,
and meaning for words are slowly seeing the fade.
Without anything to destroy,
with weapons of destruction as toys,
people search for the light,
so that that too can be shut after the fight.
When meaning to life,dies,
life has no value,just like the rectangular sky.
In despair people lost the meaning of love,
for if not in action,where can we find love?
If not through your hands and creative
expression,how else can you express,
all that is not to be said but done?
Unless you eat,you cannot think,
and to eat,you need to think!
But oh! the promise of better logic,
the idea that equality is one where all suffer
and where one kills everyone dear!
The rusted minds,which preach ,
that work is to think is to impeach,
the very existence of human thought!
For creatures kill to survive,
the birds learn to fly,
but oh! man is dirt,
so thought is dust,
clear it oh! wise people,
and then you will see your god!
With nothing to destroy,
with too many gods,there to fight,
lusterless minds all turned into fiends-
the nobility of humanity,
was now lost,as if it too were destiny.
Squalors are filled
and lights are all offed or dimmed,
walk at the cost of your life,
and think,you are breaching the law-
the law of the one number,dice.
With everything lost,
and the hell at full blast,
the creatures tore apart,
the human flesh,of their own virtue brothers!
And then at their demise,cried foul
and were held guilty by the code less decree,
and with chains they bound the beast,
and rotted,being sucked by the affinity of leech.
And then seeing where it all began,
they knew now what happened.
But with all hope lost,
and light cut off,
once the creatures of heaven,
now drained into the over flowing drains of hell,
and the abyss,extended and fell and fell!
oh! the mother and father of all men,
how did they survive,
if not for wit or the need to sit and think,
among the green Edens,
where creatures were all in balance?
Is this the apple,
which was eaten?
That the poison from within it,
has at last began to be felt
and humanity is now in doom’s vent?
The ether is lost in suffocation,
and in the lack of air and boisterous indignation,
slowly none was left,
expect two like it when it began.
The sight they held,
was the one which caused them to feel,
that mistake a mistake had been made,
one which had literally led into the grave!
But the smoke of the morgues killed them too,
and humanity breathed its last,
it died as fast as it had come,
now nothing remains,
expect that which was there when it all began.
The moon and the sun shone on,
the vultures by nature,at last ate
and laughed and drank,at these poor
creatures,who had tried,
to become the vultures.They lacked wings,
they told themselves,so in their scavenge
they too decayed.Now at last paradise was
regained and the gods became,
theirs and the god , ale perished last,
as his wine became sour,
with the rusted blood of humans,
and then into the nothingness passed,
the eons,waiting for creation to sally.
And the nights were dark,
and the days too bright,
earth was a shattered speck,
and back in time,when there were no clocks,
back in time,when there were no hours,
back in time when there were no gods,
back in time when nothing was,
back in time when there was no verse,
way back to the beginning of the universe.

the light shines the brightest

the world shook

May 16, 2008 § 18 Comments

the world shook,
it was the beginning,
it was the ending,
the world shook.

the world shook,
crisis had hit,
nothing looked fit,
the world shook.

the world shook,
it needed to explode,
it needed to deport,
the world shook.

the world shook,
it was the bombs,
it was the quakes,
the world shook.

the world shook,
it was greed,
it was the lack of seed,
the world shook.

the world shook,
there is no food,
there is no good,
the world shook.

the world shook,
there are many gods,
there are many devils,
the world shook.

the world shook,
power-destruction,
love-renouncement,
the world shook.

the world shook,
no more a diamond,
the last panic siren,
the world shook.

the world shook,
hate-love,
death-life,
the world shook.

the world shook,
the world will shake,
it is man-made,
the world shook.

a faithful wager

May 10, 2008 § 13 Comments

with full faith-
life moves.
and so did his.
with a love wager
he lived with
a gambled faith,
his stake
was that faith pays.

the devil’s stake
was that love fails
to keep faith,
that it is bubble
to water,slave of
wind,destined to burst.

the devil was none
but him,one a faithful
hand,the other a loyal
wily,who worked the
death of his master.

quintessence was
a girl,one who was
the catalyst,the arm
of god,who would
push or pull the wager,
and will decide
if life was merrier
or shun to the horrors
of a broken heart.

as he approached,
one arm yearned
to propose,while
the other drew
the leg straight
trying to porch
the butterfly heart.

he bent down and bowed
with full might vowed
that she was his lass,
and she held his heart,
would she lend her
love to complete the
one and to shun another?

her eyes spoke,
the devil was revoked,
but not disposed,
he knew the time’s spokes,
they poke,the provoke,
but in the end, leave the better broke.
time would tell,
if their’s was all well,
or was it a illusive sell,
just to prove the beaten
path was not to be outgrown?

as they walked,
the devil sat watching,
the better touched laughing,
as the sun set,
everyone deep inside knew time will let.

prompt from –writers island

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