July 22, 2009 § 13 Comments
The light shines the brightest
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.
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August 27, 2008 § 7 Comments
nothing to defend
and nothing to fend,
this is the freedom when it all began.
Nothing to worry,
no need to hurry,
life is fast but no fury.
With paint all around me,
my eyes show the illusive reality .
When the wind blows,
i close my eyes,not to defend the sand,
but just to be for a moment ,disarmed.
When the sun boils on me,
i sweat and try to breath,
not to defend the cause,
but to know how heat feels.
A seed i am and the tree the world
i came from.I see my potency
is just too great for the world to beat.
I rebelled and that i need not defend,
for the world can see,that i am free.
I tore the chains which crept
up my sleeve,i broke the thought,
that i was filled with misery.
I am not a dead stone on a desert,
but an alive one,throw into the sea.
No force can ever hurt me,
unless i see,that hurt i need be.
Humanity,i belong to,and humanity
belongs to me.I control the world,
as much as the world controls me.
Nothing is greater than life,
and contradictions cease to live,
for they try to defend and ultimately
bend and bend and break,
till nothing remains but that it was namesake.
Nothing to defend,
for defense is for the defeated,
and defeated none shall be.
What can you defend,when everything has a reason?
What can you protect,when there are no lies?
the treasure you are is now safe,
for it is now the true base.
The restoration of belief within ,
to its place,where it should be for us,to begin,
the chain of change,
which would force and heal all the damage.
Peace within and more peace within,
change is induced and not pushed,
and freedom is gained and felt,
not given and dealt.
Oh! nothing to defend,
for there is nothing which would bend,
scattered life air,it is,
but there is no fear-of empty,
as all will be filled with prosperity.
The world is true
and the illusion burnt away like dew,
nothing remains,except that of beauty
and that requires no defense,
for beauty is alacrity.
The joy of knowing,
the joy of being.
The joy of the open,
the joy of peace,
prayer,life is,for the within!
Nothing to defend,
nothing to break,
the world is in unity,
and the sounds of prosperity,
is not imposed,for
there is nothing to defend,
for this is the freedom when it all began!
May 14, 2008 § 4 Comments
when on a path,
a light leads,
the origin of the light,
is unknown yet known.
to know the origin,
we need to ask-
once asked ,one
tries to understand his light.
even if it leads to a fight,
to internal strife,the power,
which leads will restore the might,
which a person has in his faith.
for the question to come,
it takes a long time,
for it is inspired by
experience and obedience.
obedience to the spirit of rebellion,
obedience to the spirit of
experience of the soul,
experience of the body.
the purpose of a question,
is not to hasten
but to tighten
one’s trust in self-light.
the pilgrimage has crossroads,
it also has friends and foes,
each an angel or devil,
once a question is done with,
the answer’s spirit,
gives strength and valour
and belief in the path.
March 7, 2008 § 6 Comments
life is embedded into time-
life is a tool in time.
life is a mirror in time.
life is an illusion.
birth and death are cycle.
life is in a circle.
everyone seeks a pinnacle.
we need to trust our miracle.
the end has no end.
the start has no start.
in circle ,seeking the
pinnacle is the pilgrimage.
time the static force,
is an illusion.