November 22, 2008 § 11 Comments
October 8, 2008 § 14 Comments
sat a single flower
-it lived only for a few hours.
Yet in those few hours,
it did live life,
until it was moved by force,
from that which gave it life.
And in its time of life,
atrocities were none,
ubiquitous were its brothers,
who among the myriad leaf,
sang ,till day,
all through the night,
as if they would never die.
And when they all were taken away,
from their lap of its life,
they did bare a scent,
one fresh and magnificent.
And till the scent spread,
they were honoured.
And then as that too left,
nothing of them was felt,
and to the soil they went,
to be buried-
they became carcass,
to fuel the tree,
on which they were born free.
Yet even if for a few hours,
nothing matters but self,
for individualism is not a mistake,
but for living’s sake.
And while the scent may go,
and their beauty may burn,
they held life,for flaunting,
and for that sake died,
but it was not a martyr death,
but one where,its value was felt.
Though by now,it is all long past,
it shows that life’s value is till it lasts,
and so in that,we need to live,
and try to see what is beyond the tree,
and the sense of detached belonging,
gives life a sense of being free,
for freedom is knowing,
what we are and not doing nothing.
Presence is to be felt,
and belief in self,
if the best wealth,
for all storms can do is break a petal
and all drought can do is kill.
Our scents may last forever,
or till dawn,
but life is such that our fawn
will help,even when we are gone-
for what we do is to build a tree,
one which we call humanity,
for that sake,let us do our duty,
that is to create and metamorphose,
and leave behind a stronger base.
September 22, 2008 § 12 Comments
OH! words fail,
hail! OH! hail!
You are the sign of day!
I call out to thee,
something far away and free,
who lends life,till my eyes can see.
Everyday,you keep life,
and everyday you rise and dive,
behind those curtains,we call sky!
and existence you breathe,
knowledge has thought us,that source is thee,
and for that reason,i want to know why me?
You who cause the flowers to bloom,
You without whom,we see doom.
And yet by your same hands,
you cause rotten and barren sands,
And that which was life,
now seems a dream!oh!it is alive!
By some unknown source,
from nowhere you arose!
And though clouds might hide,
You are the one who keeps life!
Every morrow and afternoon,
you spring though and lighten our sorrow,
and on earth,your child,we nest and burrow!
There, somewhere behind,
the curtain of vapors,lined
and blown by winds of wisdom,
who spread to every lee of the kingdom,
you pull the reins of time,
and make me write this rime.
Then after hours of preaching,
you impart yourself to us,by the final setting,
as the world turns dark,on a moonless night,
you give us the strength,to go on with the fight,
When thee exists,you are the right,
And darkness is your shadow’s light.
Someday,some grave might eat you,
but you hold life,like only a few.
Even if another world were to be,
It will never be this sunny.
dawn or dusk,
Life is in your lush-
let the flowers keep their bloom
and humanity end its gloom,
Keep your fire alive,
we are all but naive,
Someday we shall meet,
someday we shall understand your beat,
to you,who keeps life,alive!
The light shines the brightest