A Limit On Intolerence
We have crossed the limit of intolerance
We are not in position to draw any reference
The terrorist have thrown open the challenge
Now it must be seen how do we come out and manage
They come at will and strike at the heart of center
There are number of people who act as their mentor
We have still not found out who is their real creator
It is proving difficult for us to control them as cruel actors
It is mad race and everybody is engulfed with its consequences
People are butchered in day light and still we come cross many instances
The earth has changed its color from green to red
We can judge and think but unable to understand and read
What is their primary goal in mind?
How can they be indifferent and unkind?
What do they achieve by killing innocents?
What is purpose behind their unholy movements?
How can religion guide blind faith and be unreasonable?
How passion can be run at highest level and remain uncontrollable?
It is fanatic’s work that is to be countered with strong will
We can’t allow unstoppable game which is aimed at to kill
They are not bothered about their own life
They prefer to live in uncertainty and amidst strife
They are cutting the edges of knife
The situation is still not opportune or ripe
They are killers and known as suicide bombers
They are experts in acrobatics and good climbers
They are trained in all the fields and have expertise
They go in quick action and very boldly summarize
The administrative machinery is facing enormous problem
The terrorists have no national sentiments or have any emblem
Their main motto is to kill and rule over vast land
They can’t be sympathizer or lovely friend
They are not worshippers of the God or almighty
They want to prove themselves as mighty
They are cruel at heart and have no pity
They find no reason in peace and almost strike in cities
The day may be blackened with many more strikes
They may continue to rule and butcher the people with fire from bikes
It is not impossible to control them but needs careful planning
It has to be done with strong resolve and proper awakening
Let free world breathe with peace
Let them pass the time with ease
Why people should live amidst uncertainty?
It is their main concern and must be addressed definitely
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What happens if.......
What happens if we have one religion?
No cast, no creed and no more legions
No differences and no more opinions
We can cry over without cutting onions
What happens if we have one continent?
No fights, no boundaries and no discontent
No more deteriorations and only improvement
Progress all over and seen with development
Can there be any objection if we have one God?
Have we to blind other people with hot iron rod?
Is he not the embodiment of love and peace?
Will the life not be sweet and at ease?
Can we not vow to shun the violence?
Stop killings from right now and hence,
Should we not think over it at least once?
Embrace each other and never to pounce
Will it stop for the want of language?
Will we not be able to manage?
Can there be no peace without any carnage?
Are they all not adults or under age?
Mutual exchange of views may pave the way,
No conflicts and all will have definite say
Really it will be heaven on earth,
Talents easily available and never be the dearth
Will we able to stop conflicts?
No more bloodbath and wounds inflict,
If possible strong resolve to avoid distrust
Peace and harmony amidst joy and trust
It may look novel idea and funny
Whole world is running after power and money
May not find the idea with favour and durable
With unrest and wars it is certainly comparable
You may be termed idealist and mad
People may prefer to remain gloomy and sad
Is it the sign of fatigue or situation very bad?
It is because the perception we never had
It may need to have fresh look
World needs to be brought out of hook
All this can be read in religious books
Are we prepared to spoil the food with many cooks?
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Innocents Shed Lives
'The days of divine rights of kings' have gone
Their monopoly to rule also has been undone
Lot many countries have adopted world charter
Where equal rights for all have proved as good starter
Weak political system has given the room for dictators to rise
The whole system has been pushed aside and resulted in breach of promises
Promises given to people of the land to rule as per their wishes
Alas! That has remained distant dream and all hopes remain dashed
Entire globe is divided into two systems
Yet it does not suit to their design and ill will stem
Dictators seize powers and pirates rule the sea
Very pathetic condition all over world to see
How many innocents shed lives per day?
How many soldiers loose their precious lives on the way?
Their vehicles are blasted and road is blocked
In friction of seconds many lives are smoked
Terrorists strike at their will and keep humans as shield
They have sway over limited land yet find open field
Not all efforts are paying any dividend for world peace
Life is very difficult for poor people to live at ease
There may be many people like me feeling helpless
Yet we cry over liberty and bring smile on face
Many activists rot in jails for no fault or crime
What next should be our goal or aim as prime?
Let there be system if any country chooses?
World should not bother as no threat it poses
Let there be no violation of human rights
Rest all can be avoided to fuel the fight
If need be lawlessness can be curbed with heavy hand
This beautiful world belongs to all and must prove as heavenly land
It is not the role of any class or country
We are here as special missionary of the almighty
Let doves fly all over globe with message
Small branch in mouth to speak nothing
Let world witness real message behind
Search the soul earnestly and find
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Your Soul Will Be Left In Despair
A terrorist is but a murderer from that fact they will refrain,
Their barbarous acts are criminal, cruel and totally insane,
They claim they fight for ‘'freedom'', whose they cannot say,
Truth is they are cowards who know no other way.
They even kill their own, innocent people blown apart,
Indiscriminate murderers, how can they think that's smart?
That's why we must be careful from reality these people hide,
They'll even blow themselves apart in their acts of suicide.
They fight for faceless leaders who dictate their evil orders,
While they're living life in luxury, behind another's borders,
These leaders shout out, ‘' die for us '' you will become a martyr,
Killing innocent people, is not in your Gods charter.
No God would ever advocate a killing in his name,
To kill in the name of your saviour, as an excuse it's pretty lame,
Why don't you ask your leaders, would you die if you could,
Their answer to you would be abrupt; they'd say that's not so good.
By killing in this fashion you shame yourself as well,
For what they fail to mention is, you're heading straight for HELL,
If it's the ultimate sacrifice, to die in your Gods name,
Why are your leaders still alive, why wont they do the same?
What they're really saying to you is, while they don't want to lie,
Their life is worth more than yours; they'd prefer they didn't die,
Why would they try to kill themselves, for them there is no need,
They just shout out the orders, while you carry out the deed.
To put them into perspective, the people they will use,
Are women, children and handicapped, that's who they will abuse,
Why give you your freedom, when their aim in life's oppression,
Dictatorship is in their soul, they control with sheer aggression.
They'll then go on their merry way, spending all your treasure,
While you're out dying for them, they're enjoying a life of leisure,
The truth is that these leaders, with all the praise you've showered,
Prefer their life of luxury, every one of them's a coward.
Why do you support these scum, they're taking you for a ride,
Ordering you to murder while they just run and hide,
Why won't someone say to them, we must end all the killing,
To kill for faceless cowards, we are no longer willing.
It's not just innocent people; there are those you leave behind,
Including your own families, are you really so damn blind,
If you continue on your present course, there will only be one winner,
The free will then claim victory, while you'll be left the sinner.
Come join us in democracy, then you can start to live,
Show us you are peaceful, for we can and will forgive,
Join us in liberty, then forever you'll be free,
No more need for killing, together we will be.
Murder is not the answer, it's wrong to extinguish life,
Let us show you freedom; we will rid you of your strife,
If you continue with your brutal ways, you must be made aware,
We will never be defeated while,
'' Your Soul Will Be Left In Despair ‘'
Queen without crown
I am queen but have no crown,
I still rule firmly but people not frown,
Down to dusk and dust to down,
All big cities and small small town,
I am straight and act very swift,
Curb the crime an deal very strict,
Criminals on run and their entry restrict,
Happy all towns, cities and district,
What do I ask more from citizens?
Obey the rules and not prove burdens,
Never become unruly and create more hurdles,
State may have peace with no more loop holes,
State is not body but holy invisible institution,
May not have written all in symbolic constitution,
Still it remains and has its existence,
Only welfare measures and no other insistence,
“Live and let others live” should have motto,
Never politics turn to make it ghetto,
State belongs to all and no claim of one,
Larger should be concept as belongs to none,
Time is running out and divine days are over,
Kings and queens find difficult to cover,
Thought many may prevail king rule over,
But ideas not find devour as mooted by fewer,
I may not rule, vast land and track,
but can’t retrace steps and suddenly fall back,
Beautiful green fields and clean sea shore bank,
All put together may form new front and rank,
King can be tyrant and also cruel,
But will nit ignite fire and fuel,
Public opinion matter in most matter,
So is the time to crate new platter,
People may revolt and force to abdicate,
Ruler should know and should indicate,
Populist measures must vindicate,
Forming people’s forum or with syndicate
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Study in contrast
Study in contrast
Useful and may last
But we are erring animals
Enjoy it more upon sudden arrivals
In life only two characters
Enjoy prime life as actors
Sometimes teach and sometimes breach
But lovely to feel when climax reaches
What else to see around?
Air and sun shine always to be found?
Same people and same deception
Still look warm and accord reception
I am amazed at their skill
Ready to dump and kill
Hatred and not the love rule
I still feel warm and full
I know one day it may change
Sense may prevail with age
People will feel bondage
Come out it with opening of new page
World can't remain blood thirsty
They have to fall back on line of almighty
As we are His peace emissary
We need to perform that is necessary
Love to live amidst different faiths
As you may be taken over by deaths
There exists no difference and you are gone
Your life mission remains unfilled and undone
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Engraved marble
Why can’t I propagate my faith?
Why m I afraid of sure death
Who can lead me to real religion?
Professors, preachers or so called villains
I find my almighty always around
Bells ring and make me sound
I forget all bitterness and good sense prevail
All propaganda comes to an end and fail
I shall not be carried away by any trick
Even though they torture me with any stick
I shall believe him an his peaceful message
I shall have to prove my worth till the end of an age
No one may remember me by any faith
They may even hesitate to lay wreath
I shall be laid to rest by unknown people
I shall lay here peacefully without any trouble
I wish to put engraved marble near by
People may read the message and try
Who is this unfortunate soul trying to tell?
Life is not worth if we try to prove it as hell
I see nothing special in any religion
Even though they are prevalent in most of the regions
Each one is dominant in belief and conviction
Yes there is love lost and frictions
Peace may evade till you come clear
You will live amidst uncertainty and fear
No religion may guarantees you for safe conduct
They lack moral courage and power to instruct
I shall love to be buried live
Rather face fury and witness nose dive
Fall in moral values and humanity at low ebb
What shall I engrave “Don’t come again and try to stab”?
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Rising sun
Some people are firm believer of rising sun
Prayers in the morning and then only run
Toil hard to earn bread in hot after noon
Some people do think of star and bright moon
Some of the sects worship fire
So sacred to them and always admire
It is pure faith that keeps them together
All pray, worship and respect others
Anger or hate emanate from intolerance
If we fail to understand its essence
We fail to notice the omni presence
Try to misread His message in the absence
Where we do we read or find the hatred?
Why do we kill the person only for bread?
Have to lead the life as it has lost the charm?
Relations strained and remained not warm
Universe spread over vast sea land
Can’t we see in it creator’s hand?
Why we term others enemy or friend?
When we know for sure we are going to end
Help the poor and weep the tears
Consider them friend and dearest of dear
He may sometime show the mercy
Go to help them without feeling pity
It may cost you nothing more
People may respect you and adore
If yours little effort can make them happy
Surely go for help even you feel sleepy
Life is dear to us but proving miserable
We may not find ways even if capable
We may find fault with preacher’s credence
Nothing will guide us……….
All heavenly bodies speak of themselves
It is how we mould and understand ourselves
Let us not malign religion, faith or path
End to hatred and unnecessary blood bath
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Act before it is lost
Can lame scale the highest peak?
If God is pleased, even if he is weak
When mentally retarded can understand and speak?
You can retain your position even if others try to break
If God is merciful then everything is possible
Dead can come to life and strong can crumble
The land may turn infertile and there won't be any trace
We will face the destruction if fallen out of grace
People loose the faith when caught in cross fire
They had so far not prayed almighty and admired
It was their uncommitted faith that had kept them alive
They were in this world even if they did not believe
God doesn't disgrace those who are non believer
Even though they are burden on earth and unable to deliver
There may be hardly few or to be found in some section
We can never appreciate or digest their reaction
They don't come into terms and realize of their well being
They may be ruling on vast land with authority as king
They may be cruel on their subjects and not very kind
We have seen and witnessed their down fall like that of wind
One final blow may unseat them all
There won't be any escape even if they pray and call
The wind may deliver final blow with possible rout
No one will come to know about their fate or where about
Have you witnessed the sea turning rough during journey?
Can any one bring it under control with the help of money?
Who can come to your rescue when it is shot sure to sink?
Only prayers and good work if you had maintained the link
He is there to protect us all the time and in crisis
There is no particular science or thesis
It is firm belief and total faith towards almighty
He is there to smile on us without any pity
The showers can down pour with all its force
You may be waiting for its arrival with remorse
You may loose the path even if carefully chosen
Relation may sever and stand always frozen
Stay ablaze from within but pretend very calm
Go on seeding with pouring of water in farm
It will not grow fully until it showers heavily
You may come to sense when it grows really
This is how you come into being and grow with confidence
He is always there to avoid any unpleasant incidence
You may still deny His existence and walk on barren land
You may live here aimlessly without any friend
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What's In It For Me?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE HAVE TIME FOR TWITTER AND FACEBOOK, BUT NONE FOR THEMSELVES OR OTHERS,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE HAVE A HUNDRED 'FRIENDS' ON FACEBOOK,
BUT NOT EVEN TEN IN REAL LIFE
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE EMOTE WITH EMOTICONS BUT NOT WITH THEIR FACES,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE PREFER TO WRITE 'LOL' RATHER THAN ACTUALLY LAUGHING OUT LOUD,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE LOVE THEIR COMPUTER MORE THAN THEIR FRIENDS,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE LIVE THEIR LIVES MORE ONLINE THAN OFF IT,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE CAN SPOT THE ERROR IN SOMEONE'S TYPING BUT CANNOT SPOT A TEAR IN A FRIEND'S EYE,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE CAN GROW ANY CROP ONLINE BUT CANNOT EVEN PICK UP A SPADE IN REAL LIFE,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE RELISH THE FOOD AT MCDONALDS AND DOMINOS, BUT CRIB OVER HOME COOKED FOOD,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE ARE READY TO KILL FOR A FEW SHREDS OF PAPER,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE KILL IN THE NAME OF RELIGION,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE A MAN IS READY TO KILL HIS BROTHER OVER PROPERTY AND MONEY,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE THE VALUE OF MONEY IS MORE THAN THE VALUE OF LIFE,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE LIVING A LIFE IS TOUGHER THAN KILLING A LIFE,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE IT'S EASIER TO EARN MONEY BY CHEATING THAN BY WORKING HONESTLY,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE THE VALUE OF A GIFT IS THROUGH ITS PRICE AND NOT ITS EMOTIONS,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE THE MEASURE OF A MAN IS THROUGH HIS CAR AND HOUSE RATHER THAN HIS CHARACTER,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE LOVE THEIR POSSESSIONS MORE THAN THEIR FRIENDS AND PARENTS,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE THINGS ARE LOVED AND PEOPLE ARE USED,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD WHERE PEOPLE DO ANYTHING FOR A BETTER PAY BUT NOTHING FOR A BETTER CONSCIENCE,
EVEN IF I WIN THIS WORLD WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
THE WORLD IS BAD AND I KNOW THAT BUT SILL IF I WIN THIS WORLD,
WHAT'S IN IT FOR ME?
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Two Different People
Two different people
Black people, white people
Black world, White world
A black person thinks different from the white people
White people thinks highly of himself
White people works very hard for his living
Black's are lazy
They don't want to work, they just want the money
You have to work for the money, they just don't get it
White people knows that there are no free ride in life
Black's want a free ride, there are no free ride in life
Nothing is free in life except for the air that you breathe
The white people have to be careful of what they say to the black People
Whatever you say to the black people if they don't like it they will say it Is discrimination
We can't understand them
They have a mind of their own
The white people are loving and caring
What about the black people?
Not a hope in hell
I don't want any part of the black world
The black world is not safe for me
So I rather stay in my white world where I feel safe
We can't trust them
The reason why there is violence in this world is because the black People cause it
Now they don't like it because they have to live with it
We want a safe world for our people
The black people don't care about it because the only thing they know And seen is violence
There is too much violence on TV
They like it
They like the feeling of danger
We white don't like the feeling of danger
The blacks hate the white people and the white people don't like them Either
The white people knows when to shut up
The black people never knows when to shut up
There is why there are always problem with them
They make life miserable for us
The white people will always be a good friend
The black people can never be your friend
They will take everything they can get from you for free
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When frustration takes over
When frustration take position in driver’s sit,
Will not grant peace even thousands candles lit,
Peace and harmony are true essence and very fit,
Moral may lie very low when disturbances hit,
People may have distrust and look suspicious,
Earnest peace efforts may remain continuous,
When gravity of situation remain high and explosive,
Even mighty and might may not remain responsive,
Whole life time’s great work and achievement’s,
Will be on vane if not proper or no movements,
Slight error in judgment may turn events,
Solid material upon hit may find some dents,
Wrong notion and faulty planning,
Will be like railway crossing without manning,
You can’t hide face or runaway from the scene,
Your work may speak and deeds also seen,
Any mad man may come and fire point blank,
Never expose weakness but with the words thank,
You may not survive and meet death,
People may shed tears and offer wreath,
You may meet the challenge and go down,
Life may be lost and position without crown,
Name will be inscribed on marble plate,
Alas! That will last journey along with fate,
We have faced loss of lives with senior leaders,
High tributes paid and honoured by readers,
But who will come forward and strongly plead,
It will not be what you “did” but what were: “deeds
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A change to witness
The world is changing fast
No one knows when it will last
There is no concern for proper food
But anxiety for disappearance of wood
Where is the poverty to be seen?
Everybody wants to be millionare and very keen?
No one wants to be left behind?
All billionaires and no poor to find
Human touch and value is lost
We are at pains to find its cost
Poor are here and rich also here
Same sky same air then what is to fear?
All norms are changed
Money exchanged skillfully and arranged
No one is caught accepting the bribe
Still we call ourselves citizens and not tribes
We are in primitive stage
Not grown with environment and age
Out to destroy basic values of life
Cutting the throats with sharp edge of knife
What have we gained or mastered?
Innocents are killed and slaughtered
Not a murmur or whisper is heard
Everybody is suspect who grows the beard
What is the compulsion behind to ferment the trouble?
Why life is made intolerable as water bubble?
Who knows what will happen next?
When nothing comes out of it as best
Do the high rise buildings appeal?
Does any wrong thought stand to be repealed?
Do we have any sense to stand for moral value?
Will we take it in real terms and prove very true?
No one is against any broad way of liberalization
No hatred against functioning of any organization
Is it creating suspicion in the minds free world?
Why mighty nations are dragging feet and developing the cold?
We have seen enough of blood on land
Still it rages on with clear stand
We may perish but do not succumb
We can be ruled but not with the rule of thumb
We are unsecured despite having arsenals
Truck loads of it are pumped through tunnels
There is unrest and people do suffer
What do we have as something to offer?
We are known cowards for centuries
Its brand and quality from time to time varies
We have complete apathy and do not rise
This is something new and does not surprise
We are still there as we were
We are intolerant and don’t fare
The domination and slavery still rule the mind
This drives the people to remain intolerant and unkind
What have we gained so far?
Peace but always at war
Burning from within but smile on face
The grand prix we are in for particular race
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A Dalai lama - path to freedom
We shall never be happy and trustworthy
If we live on somebody’s grace and mercy
That will kill our inner conscience and strength
It will prove counter productive and lout of length
We can never be comfortable and at ease
If we think negative and never live at peace
What prevents us to be more accommodative and friendly?
Why do we want to remain as prisoner in our own home and lonely?
Does the conductive atmosphere help to over come it by nature?
Can we shape and prove its worthiness in near future?
Have we to give set norms of life or simply surrounded by friends?
Yes, they may prove helpful if they remain best friends at the end
What bring our imminent fall or nose drive to the ground?
What is ultimate goal how that can be easily achieved and found?
It all depends on going to the right direction with mind so sound
It may gather momentum if we get together and go round
Our mind is incapacitated by the invasion of suspicion
We have lost the moral ground and lost any positive lien
It has engulfed and vitiated so much that we are totally blind
How is it possible to have positive approach with vicious mind?
We shall stay supreme and bind the force together
We can add new dimension with fame feather
It is not at all that impossible to achieve
If we adopt positive attitude of forget and forgive
To rise in arms for noble cause is not at all rebellion
Let there be enemies in large number or in billions
What may surface at the end is naked aggression by mighty?
It is in the hands of destiny power called almighty
Can we make inner peace with disturbed mind?
When people are deprived of rights by cruel kind
Will it show the correct path for early freedom?
If it does show or result in same with wisdom
Fight for freedom in peaceful manner is totally justified
What else path you suggest to be more qualified?
Whole world watches the scene with keen interest?
Whatever may be the out come but hopefully be the best
Never in past the saints have lead the peaceful procession
World history is full of such examples against such aggressions
I bow my head to the spiritual soul who stands for cause
May God give him the courage and divine power without any pause
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People and peace
Most of the times I write about world peace
As this is the only subject to be written at ease
If there is peace and stability all over
Why at we will worry and need any cover?
People have seen rising of great empires
Coming down to ground without any fires
They could mange no change or and walked with space
That was the only reason for the fall of royal races
We witnessed emergence of powerful dictators
They were cause of resentment and cruel perpetrators
What did they do for their beloved subject?
Did they implement any welfare measures or acts?
I try to pen down complete scene
Nothing strikes mind with loss or win
Two world wars brought humanity at shame
Where all we can go and share the blame?
Nature has proved unkind to us as human have done
Where all natural shield or covers have gone?
Why we witness natural calamities every third day?
Why almighty and creator of universe is not showing way?
Let us take of there " P" in general
Peace, people and prosperity not as casual
Peace and prosperity is eluding us completely
Not wars alone but nature is causing havoc relatively
Let people feel from their heart
That almighty is one and needs good start
We have forgotten love and compassion
We have turned materialistic and have an obsession
We all must light the candle for world peace
Let no one die of starvation or phase
It is now in our hand to take united stand
Let world become not one but at least keep positive trend
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To be beautiful
Is it curse to be a beautiful object?
Why there is always fear to react?
Why people stare a good looking person?
I found it irrelevant with any of the reason
I am under direct custody and supervision of mother
So far nothing untoward has taken place to bother
Even though I am unaware of what can be reason behind
The relatives and other people try to come near and find
I am of quite shy nature and keep aloof
As I am protected by parent and live under one roof
There is no likelihood of any body taking undue advantage
More over I am too cautious to remain alert and manage
Mother may often come to me and try to know
What has been progress whole day and then go
So many times I tried to disclose and confide her
But I could gather no strength to go near
I have no fear in mind but remain fully alert
As many boys of my age try to be smart
Try to come close and offer friendship
I am moved sometimes and think of companionship
At one stage or other one has to take decision
It may lack in depth care and may not be up to precision
Young age is such that gives you no time to think
You are always at cross road and far to sink
My mother knows me fully well
She may understand everything but will not tell
She has given me enough of freedom to throw whole weight
Take study of the situation and coolly wait
Like me many more girls may be facing same scene
Many might have not thought what later it could have been
Yet life moves on and we are caught midst of uncertainty
Almost everybody at home pray for our happiness from almighty
I shall be grateful for the backing provided
In some cases parent put restriction and we are avoided
I think my mother and papa are of excellent nature
I see no reason of any problem in the near future
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Hatred Is A Heavy Load
My hatred for life knows no bounds,
Anything to me is fair game,
Why I am like this really confounds,
I even abhor my own name.
I detest being fat I hate being thin,
Why can't I be shapely but lean,
Regardless of size I can never win,
For me there is no in between.
I loathe my work with a passion,
I'd just walk away if I could,
But as hatred is part of my fashion,
I don't really see why I should.
When I look around me it springs to mind,
I hate the whole concept of living,
To people and animals I can be so unkind,
At times I am so unforgiving.
I try to find faults wherever I go,
It's my aim in life to be cruel,
If I find one in you believe me you'll know,
I'll leave you feeling the fool.
I detest people telling me what to do,
Why don't they just see the light,
Regardless I'll tell them you haven't a clue,
For even when wrong I am right.
I may not know you but I don't even care,
There'll be something in you I can hate,
I'll search till I find it so please be aware,
Your character I will cremate.
I loathe religion with it's thousands of Gods,
How many Heavens can there be,
It preaches love and peace yet we're all at odds,
All trying to set our souls free.
I detest myself I hear you ask why,
To be honest I'm not really sure,
I hate the thought that one day I'll die,
Yet to me it has a certain allure.
Why am I like this I hear you all ask,
There's no answer or any excuse,
If truth be told it's really a mask,
It's my form of self abuse.
I had loving parents a wonderful life,
They never caused me any affray,
So why do I cause others such terrible strife,
There's no reason for me being this way.
I have never suffered rejection,
Tolerance is the lesson I've been taught,
Though I was given affection,
All that's done is leave me distraught.
I'm perceived as having a heart of stone,
I've been told that is all down to me,
If the price for my hatred is being alone,
Then I need to set myself free.
Hate is a strong and emotive term,
It has the power to kill and destroy,
In reality it's really an obnoxious germ,
Which ruins your ability to enjoy.
I'll be left forlorn and without any hope,
If I continue on this dangerous road,
With my loathing of life I can no longer cope,
‘' Hatred Is A Heavy Load ‘'
Action and reaction
Every action has got reaction
Whether it is right or wrong action
You can't expect it to be human
When you present your self as inhuman
People are still tolerant
They still talk relevant
They only react when someone is unreasonable
No one may thing to land anybody in trouble
We are suffering from human lacuna
We are still wonderful animal in earth arena
We feel bad and sad in some of the cases
It reflects how sensitive we are on the faces
Since we move among the people of different kind
We got to be cooperative and can’t take it on mind
Some problems may occur from time to time
But you got to be reasonable every time
We blame social system for failure
It had been strong base for the years
We can’t come out of it over night
As it has remained all the time in sight
So whatever we do has got quick reaction
You try to be bad with people and find same action
No one may want lie down without fight back
As there will be enough to think for stake
We have protective theory and believe
We may go for immediate steps to relieve
In doing so if we got to be really careful
To balance the situation and remain unfearful
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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That Little Hole
Some people keep their love in a safe, then forget the combination
Some people think life's a masquerade ball, keeping up with the latest fashion
Some people sell dreams like rag magazines, on the busy fast food city street corners
Some people give, some people take, Some people share, some people fake
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole
Me, I’m happy to be breathing
with both feet on the ground
Some people hide from the world and it’s charms, others flee from its tragedy
Some people wish for a place to call home while they kill off every living thing they see
Some people await the rapture and fate, others are simply looking for the cure
Some people lead some people follow, some people spit, some people swallow
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole
Me, I’m happy to be breathing
Some people search for Utopia and peace, but never seem to laugh
Some people forgot what it’s like to be young, having grown up much to fast
Some people preach salvation and hope to anyone willing to pay
Some people judge to quick, some never judge at all, some people climb, some are simply happy to fall
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole
Me, I’m happy to be breathing
with both feet on the ground
Some people feel the mirror holds the key, to their tomorrows and prosperity
Some people are sealed off from the world by their hearts, their leaders, or their personality
Some people are like cannibals, they devour what they need and move on
Some people are criminals trying to make ends meet, steeling from others trying to make ends meet
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole
Me, I’m happy to be breathing
with both feet on the ground
Some people feel its much more real, to chase rainbows on canvass painted skies
Some people think their shit don’t stink, some have the trust of a saint and tell lies
Some people’s minds react like a nuclear bomb, some people are one with the galaxy
Some people die as they lived, others live as they die, some never give up hope, others don’t even try
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole
Some people wear their hearts on their sleeve, others forget what it means to be free
Some people speak of friendships and love, but don’t know what it means to be a friend
Some people search for enlightenment in the stars, in tea leaves, other find it floating in a glass
Some people smile, some people cry, some people live, some people try
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole
Some people are afraid to take risks, or to be anything they wish until they die
Some people love the sound of their voice, some talk more than they listen
Some people don’t suffer fools only to find the jokes on them
Some judge colour, some judge creed, some judge God, goodness and peace
And they all believe their mouths to be religion, I ask you who puts their faith in that little hole
Copyright Colin Coplin 1983/2011
poem by Colin Coplin
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A dangerous fanatism
Where does the fanatics rule and hold the sway?
Why do they prefer to remain aloof and stay away?
Is their no ground or base to show them the way?
In near future we have no hopes for bright ray
They may be misguided by their mentors
They might be influenced wrongly by their tutors
It is difficult to believe and come to their terms
It is spreading all over as dangerous germs
It is playing havoc and innocents are killed in the streets
They spread the venom to people’s mind when they greet
Only few maybe misguided by their propaganda machinery
They may come to be known as merciless mercenaries
Their action can only be condemned in strongest possible words
It can’t find any support or place in this civilized world
The dark clouds are looming over the horizons
The world is divided in opinion and separated into zones
They can’t annihilate complete population
Their ideology may not succeed and is out of question
It can’t cut much ice and find good equation
It has nothing to do with present situation
They may hold ground for sometimes to come
They will never be accommodated any time with welcome
The popular will must prevail without any reservation
The horrendous path can’t lead to peace and salvation
The message is for to live peacefully and let others live
We can’t influence large people to make and believe
Any one who believes in His creation may feel some relief
That may also influence his living with good belief
They may term it senseless and imposition of forceful will
There is no thought of school in world that encourages you to kill
We are living in confused world and in dilemma still
The good thoughts are generated on large scale from wind mill
The old days have gone off and taken over by progressive thoughts
In olden days the wars were unnecessarily and waged and fought
What it has led us to believe and what good things it has brought?
We should not be trapped in controversies and simply caught
Peace can’t descend on earth on basis religious fanatism
It may lead to merciless killings and give birth to racism
World is already divided between white and blacks
We should do nothing to develop invisible cracks
We need to rule the world with clear conscience
Let every one pray and preserve its essence
We must observe and maintain its presence
There is complete acknowledgment with sense
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Many more
How many more will you kill?
You come in open and strike at will
You are committed to play havoc
We are watching you helplessly and in shock
We were tolerant to the name of freedom fighters
We were showing little sign of respect for rioters
We were ready to forget even the dastardly acts
But this wanton killings without knowing the facts!
We called you *mujaheedins or saviors of religion
You were ready to sacrifice in any part of the land or regions
You were hold in high esteems for your total commitment
Now we are in total shock and can only lament
You come in day light and kill the person in holy places
God has given sacred place to prey irrespective of races
You have made it unholy by your revengeful acts
We only unfold our hands in helplessness and do not react
We can understand the anger against sacrilege
We can understand ire against blasphemy under privilege
But how can we justify your action against men and women?
Who are just in open to seek blessings and or good omen?
You may get no reprieve from almighty
You don’t deserve even little blessings with pity
You won’t be forgiven for showing no mercy
You create anarchy, lot and plunder and remain so busy
I wish you are rejected from all over
You find no place for shelter or cover
Everywhere you have only hell to wait
You must face the worst possible fate
You are misguided lot
So far you have struggled for holy war and fought
Now you have directed guns against your own brethren
This is worrying us more and adding the concern
You may have become suicide bombers
You may have secret agenda to remember
But forget not that you too are a human being
Think of Lord or almighty and wait when bird’s sing
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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