A wild life
The wild creature is falling prey
They will be done away
The jungles may have empty space
At every inch will be human race
This is how we encroach
Unnecessary kill and poach
We kill the spirit and pride
What else we can show to world or hide?
We are dangerous animal of rare kind
Such unique creature you can never find
God washed off his hand after creation
We are useless and worth to find any mention
The home and family is so dear to us
We go blind for them and openly trust
The wild animals have no where to go
We are desperately pushing them and throw
In no time they will be facing extinction
We are not making any distinction
It is ruthless expedition and mad drive
The forests are natural refuge to live
Without them we may not survive
We must provide natural habitat or give
Their food habit definitely varies
We can't do away with rare species
We are killing them for our narrow interest
Though they have served and protected as best
They never came and encroached upon our land
They were natural ally and best friend
It will serve no logical interest
We must concern and worry for the rest
They should be preserved at any cost
For environment they must be allowed to stay as most
We have nearly made it impossible
They are not at al, comfortable
We poach them any time and at will
Sometimes for hunting sake we resort to kill
This has endangered the eco- balance
We need to think and change the stance
The people are recklessly killing them in rage
Some are put to bondage and kept in cage
They are reduced to pet habits
It is pure gimmick and gambit
We are not inclined to wild world
We are turning hostile and cold
It is necessary to preserve
We need to closely observe
Let us think how best we can serve?
Without compromising and loosing the nerve
Can we not reserve or keep some places?
Ideally suited for them and preserve the race
They can groom and expand the culture
Free space as found in sky by vultures
The logic is very clear and simply accepted
We co-exist principle as it is not at all rejected
The entire globe is not meant for human being alone
We must accommodate all and deny it to none
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Save The Tiger
As a child when I went to the circus,
Though I loved the clowns and the acrobats,
I hated when the ringmaster made the animals act
And do unnatural things,
To tickle human beings.
As the tiger came out of the cage,
You could see he was in rage.
On a visit to the zoo,
Seeing the tiger roam,
I often wondered,
How does it feel
To be uprooted from your natural habitat.
The frustration was writ large on the face of the royal cat.
On growing up, and on a visit to
A family friend’s farm house,
I used to squirm to see walls decorated with tiger skins
And the conversation full of anecdotes of the kill.
I often wonder
Is that why it’s becoming extinct.
We really had no right to kill
For pleasure or greed,
Every creature has a place in the scheme of things
It’s sad today the tiger tops the list of endangered species.
I still remember the poem by Blake,
Which I read in the seventh grade.
The day is not far when those famous stripes
Will just adorn the rags of designer lines.
poem by Mamta Agarwal

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Turning barren
The sun was never in shape and bright red
May be given wrong briefing and fed
Has taken long shelter of clouds and hiding
Little angry about the news that people are not abiding
I presumed about its being great source
Making its way with energy and force
Can any one light the entire area at ease?
Constant source of energy to release
Any thing can happen to entire globe?
It needs much thinking and probe
The dark and cold age is fast returning
Global warming and pollution is gradually turning
The ozone layer is facing rupture
Making direct impact on nature
Glaciers are melting and flooding the rivers
Cold is gripping and entire universe shiver
We may not find the same sun again
Entire world may have to think and regain
Turing to nature and old steps to revive
Very much essential if we all want to survive
The soil is eroded and turning barren
Not a blade of grass may grow even
Its fertility will be over and no production
Situation can be retrieved with new measures introduction
The sky is not even spared
Every angle is occupied and explored
Gravity and pull both easily compromised
Roaming objects move freely as totally demised
Heights may be lost with danger of free fall
No full proof security to put in force and recall
Progress is seen but with high risk consequences
Slowly it is reported as casual and normal instances
Sea is poisoned not for man but for rare species
Everybody has lost ground including rare fishes
Where will we find them again for the fault of our race?
They may be lost for ever with becoming extinct face
Long sea beaches are loosing glamour
Flooding with seepage and spoiling nature
Enormous damage to natural heritage
What else can we have as an advantage?
At least have awareness now and stop gas emission?
Not words alone but firm action without any commissions
We may fast disintegrate with nothing more to save
We are escaping every time with closed shave
Not the prosperity along should be measuring stick
The environment and nature must occupy our attention and tick
It needs not so much of investment or involvement
Only perseverance of natural wealth with environment
Let us build environment friendly atmosphere
We will loose natural beauty and find place to go no where
Beaches and sea costs are natural gifts and world heritage
It must be saves and preserved as natural advantage
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Accept, you are the wildest, right?
If you term a person ‘wild’
You mean that person is unreasonable
You mean that person reacts violently
You mean that person is unpredictable
You mean that person is unsociable
And you term us ‘wild’
Yes, I am representing that group of animals,
Who live in natural environment.
We go by the natural law ‘survival of the fittest’
We are simple and we never show up we are wise or smart
We live the present only, we know there is nothing called future
We eat only when we are hungry
We live only with those comforts nature has provided
We do not cheat or misrepresent facts
We make homes with available natural materials
We do not amaze wealth
We do not hoard anything
We kill only when we are hungry and eat the flesh then and there
We do not, however, kill our own tribe
And you call us ‘wild’
You are wise, learned and know many things
You make laws and you know how to break them without being caught
You amaze wealth for the comfort of your off-springs
You are worried more about future
Than being particular enjoying the present
You harness natural powers for your benefit
And you say this is just add to your comforts
You make use of every thing nature has provided
And manipulate them to match you needs
You experiment on us, not for our benefit
And claim that such experiments will help human beings
You kill us for pleasure,
Not always because you are hungry and need our flesh
Why you kill your own people
And say you are protecting your nation, tribe, faith or religion
With this great background you call us ‘wild’
If you insist we agree to be branded as ‘wild’
Provided, you accept
That you are ‘wildest’
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Nature mother
That may remain so
As the time may pass and go
Nothing worthwhile may come
No change may take place to welcome
No one can offer change
As we have nothing to manage
We want quick and instant result
Nature has lost its galore largely built
We need to nurture
For our habitat with nature
We are destroying its core
Some precaution is needed therefore
We may last so long nature is strong
Preserve her and you may never go wrong
Earth is fine refuge for all of us
Let us preserve her with full trust
Natural resources may dry up
We may have show as flop
There will be no stop
For our greed to stop
I wish green forests
Let them remain expanded as best
Nature is friendly for all
Let us respond positively to the call
We will flourish and prosper
Along with mother earth and whisper
Oh, god you are so merciful and kind
Give us courage not to go blind
We shall strive hard to preserve
What is necessary to observe
We shall vow no to deforest the land
As they have stood by us as true friend
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Save Forests and Rare Species
The Franklin forests are extinct;
These trees of beauty are now rare;
No more are they found in the wild;
Their fragrant flowers tempt a child!
Last seen in 18 zero3,
By Altamaha river-side –
A deciduous tree or shrub,
It grows upto a twenty feet.
With leaves that change color by fall,
Its snow-white flowers are showy;
With golden yellow stamens free,
It is now grown in pots from seeds!
But nothing like the forests wild
Of Franklin trees that grew on own;
You could not find a path through them –
Home to wild animals many.
How Nature rears a forest dense!
–The secrets, no man deciphers;
The way they flourish in the wild,
No gardener can do like-wise!
As man destroys more forest trees,
For want of newer farming land,
Wild wondrous trees then cease to be,
And other species vanish too.
Deforestation is a crime
That has gone uncontrolled with time;
Rare species of trees, shrubs and beasts
Have been effaced from earth with ease.
The earth has lesser green cover!
’Tis growing bald, much more each day,
As forest trees are felled for wood,
At rates more than we ever should.
World’s rain-forests are turning scarce –
A cause of global-warming fast;
Landslides and floods are dangers new;
More species turn something of past!
Trees extract carbon-dioxide,
And make the air less polluted;
Wild beasts are on the rampage when
Their forest habitats are gone.
Save forests and afforest, man;
The clouds bring rain when trees ask for;
Wild beasts need forests for their homes;
Preserve forests in ways you can.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-23-2008
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Wild Animals
When you look at wild animals
they are breathtaking,
so pure and natural.
If the animal looks you in the eyes
you can feel connected.
If the animal walks up to you
takes food from your hand,
you can feel trust.
When the animal keeps returning
for food,
you can feel needed.
By mistake
you take the animal home,
you can feel complete.
Time goes on
you look into the animals eyes,
you can feel sadness.
Knowing that
you have to return the animal to the wild,
you can feel loss.
When you let the animal go,
it runs!
Out There In Nature's Wild Kingdom
Out there in Nature's wild kingdom the struggle is for to survive
And the strongest and the fittest can only hope to thrive
In a time of Global warming chances of extinction multiply
And people as well as all of life endangered as the Planet becomes more dry,
Out there in Nature's wild kingdom by men one more wood is cut down
For to build a new housing estate on the verge of the town
Habitat destruction a huge threat to wildlife
In a World where human greed is becoming more rife
Out there amongst Nature birds and beasts of prey
The creatures of night and the creatures of day
Must kill for to eat such is life one might say
Survival of the fittest that is Nature's way
And out there in Nature's kingdom the fittest survive
And most creatures must struggle just to stay alive.
poem by Francis Duggan

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Ancestral domain my quest
history tells on people, geography, race, culture and
events, is a wonderful topic for, the process gives
meaningful aspect of human sphere
great civilization started in common principle, an
inherent idea, that all men are created equal, above
other living animal who lives in this wonderful earth
a unquestionable notion that all species are free to
procreate, free to exist, free to subdue of what is
given and has all the opportunity to live in any given
time
the land is the only living testimony that witness the
existence of our races in many ages, for it is the race
who own the land, any dishonor of the human race is
worse than death
not need to go, beyond cultural languages and principle
but only we need to know the basic principle that before
the culture comes to existence the human lives, owns
the land
defination of terminology, even indigenous people as
defind has nothing to say on the real meaning of race,
words definition, hutchs the essence of human race
it is now the quest of every race, to praxis and achieve
our meaningful existence, for only our race lives forever,
and zeal by time in the history of ancestral domain,
a quest of our human race.......
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Giraffes: The Gentle Giants
One of my most favourite animals on this Earth, is a gentle giant – the giraffe;
But did you know that some people are killing them just for a so-called ‘laugh’?
These creatures, with their crazy-paving patterned coats of caramel and cream,
Are amongst the most marvellous and majestic, which this entire world has seen.
There was a time when they roamed around the African bush, wild and free,
But recently things have changed, and are now no longer as they used to be.
Rather than leaving them alone, to live out their lives in relative peace,
People are shooting them dead, and, sadly, this trend is on the increase.
Blessed with a long, tall, slender neck, and large, dark, gentle eyes,
Above the rest of living creatures, their noble heads elegantly rise.
Giraffes make an amazing ‘musical fluttering sound’, so I have read,
But their call will dwindle and die, and we’ll just have silence instead.
Their lifeless bodies seem to be seen as some kind of sickening prize,
By heartless hunters who only see a blaze of glory before their eyes.
If only animals and humans could live in harmony upon this great earth;
If only we all lived together, side by side, and valued each other’s worth.
On this earth, all living creatures have earned their rightful place,
So why should a sense of superiority be given to the human race?
Man won’t feel happy and fulfilled till we’re the only race alive,
But what gives us any right to be the only race that will survive?
The world is more than big enough, for animals and humans to share,
But at this rate, more and more animals are becoming extremely rare.
Giraffes don’t invade our lives, so why should we invade theirs?
For human presence, in their habitat, they really don’t much care.
The killers are often pictured with their prey in a ‘photo opportunity’.
We need to stop these needless killings; we need to stop this lunacy.
These callous killers need to be caught, and justice needs to be done,
Before the numbers of giraffe on Earth, dwindles down to a lonely one.
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Green Peace
I have heard great Emperor Ashoka vowed not fight
His inner conscious rebelled and forced him to act right
He sent her daughter to far countries with message of peace
To propagate the message of love and shun the violence
'I take refuge/shelter to his kingdom'
The slogans are chanted to ask for freedom
Freedom for coming out of social evils
Save the precious lives and vow not to kill
Green is sacred color and represents peace
You may remain mighty and powerful but may prefer life at ease
To live within sacred norms and hurt no one
Harmony and co existence for all and not for one
We live artificial life today
Crush the green forests and find the way
Rob the animals from their natural habitat
Push them to death for satisfying royal habits
Many have done it in past and does need its repetition
There is neck cut rivalry and arms competition
Humanity may suffer if not halted mad race
We need to offer peace in any case
No religion preaches hated and disobedience
Love is the only way and last chance
How many times you may annihilate the human race?
It may still survive on the earth's surface
We are going against his wish
There is nothing like fight to finish
Let us make it green for all the times to come
Any peace initiative or efforts must be welcome
What world may look if greenery is developed within?
What big parks and forests will do in lovely chain?
Of course, peace may prevail and environment too
Hearts may change and peace may come true
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Remain in cage
Who would love to remain in cage?
With forceful confinement and bondage
No one I think on this beautiful earth
Life can be totally free only after death
Whole sky has remained a free zone
For birds to fly in air and come down one by one
In search of food and again air borne
Think of a scene when such freedom is suddenly gone
Many organizations are now working for freedom
Help secretly with funds and moral support even
Who do noble work for birds that are kept in cage?
The birds may like to live free but held under captivity and bondage
Birds must find their safe heaven
Lots of gardens must be brought up even
Forests are fast depleting with dangerous exposures
Their existence is at stack and life not very sure
If they can’t use their language then we must understand
Love and kindness must be shown and treated as natural friends
They are inseparable part of God and nature
If we have right to live then they too need to be assured
Set them free and allow natural hide outs
We have made them extinct and there is nothing to talk about
When we don’t like to remain under occupation?
They are no different from others in such relations
Think of a person kept in prison with lavish food
He won’t feel at comfort or anything good
If movement is restricted then liberty ends
And if liberty ends we are reaching dead end
What is use of beautiful garden if there are no visitors?
Flowers may be blooming but no birds to venture
Why not we have them some places reserved?
In this way our interest may be well served
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Animal cruelty
We are hell bent on committing animal cruelty
Thousands of unknown diseases emanate from poultry
They are culled in thousands under the pretext of containment
Have they just been remained as tools for entertainment?
Hundreds of slaughter houses are coming on day by day
Possibly we have no other option for extinction in any way
We are cutting our own roots to land in difficult situation
We may no alternative but go in for its continuation
Useful cattle parish in broad day light
They have lost the sympathy and rights
They are picked up and sent to slaughter houses
We watch it silently and no compassion arouse
Is there no enough food to last us long?
Do we have policies that are very wrong?
Cattle who have no further use may not outlive
What is the use of destroying precious lives?
They have served mankind well through out the centuries
They have saved them from great miseries
Nature too has provided enough to live on without their flesh
Why not to make right move and start from the fresh
They may last in few more years
We have profound interest and worst fears
We can’t allow them to disappear with pleasing eye
It is quite natural to raise the question and ask why?
No on has satisfactory answer or perfect solution
They are adding new dimension with enough ammunition
The population rise is thing of main concern
It may land us in major problem in turn
The natural source can’t be allowed to be used disproportionately
We have enough or in abundance fortunately
It must raise concern and worry even if lately
The solution must be found exactly and precisely
We have no right to go for complete annihilation
Nature and man kind has got direct relation
If nature is allowed to be finished so do we
It will then not be called world as free
Nature has never discouraged us from anything
It has offered us lot many things in form of something
It was always source of great satisfaction to us
We must preserve them at any cost and act thus
The world may still survive and so the cattle
The issue must be raise and allow it to settle
It is common cause that may take front seat
We are not here to challenge it completely beat
There may be some preventive laws
It lacks will power and has many flaws
We must try to reason out and draw
A complete full proof plan to show
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At the time of disaster
A remembrance to God only at the time of disaster
we have become non-believer and master
We want to grow in materialistic world
shifting the sand and blowing hot and cold
The success and glory makes human being to go blind
He has all the doubts about natural powers to find
as if the he has been gifted with divine eye
he has all the doubts and habit of raising questions with why
Many people tend to deny the existence of almighty
we can lament their behavior and feel pity
we are helpless in the hands of lord
why do we lack the use of proper or suitable word?
We can live under false impression
create falsehood and live with obsession
no one has denied so far the power of nature
we have existed this before not for pleasure
You can not have any distance
you got to believe at once
the world existed this before and will continue
we must realize the fact without different views
It is suicidal not to fall in line
you cn not live under the influence of wine
there is some limit where you must stop
you have to look back even after reaching at the top
All human bodies are subjected to decay
your arguments can hold ground and stay
you can preserve it but can not bring back
you will be considered mad and crack
No right person may by buy your argument
even though he may be agreeable to your comment
the world at large has full faith in the system
It is not at all worrying them
We are bound to be guided by super natural powers
we may raise high buildings and towers
a natural curse is not going to fall all of sudden
it may not fall at all even
you may find thousands of followers
they continue to pray and are keen believers
they will go by the inner instinct and voice
they will not raise the doubt and create noise
We are powerless and simply a pawn
at any time of little blow you may go down
the best of the system may not come to the rescue
the end is certain for anybody when falling due
it is of no use to create a bogey
A lesson can be learnt from honey bee
they do nothing to survive their end
we continue to deny it with new progressive trend
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The Strongest Always Rule
One cannot say that an animal in any way can be cruel
For in the animal kingdom the strongest always rule
And in their law unlike our law there is no wrong or right
The ruler always the biggest the one with the biggest bite.
Because she had killed a baby possum the fellow beat his cat
Though she could not have known the difference between a possum and a rat
To her it was just a smaller creature and on it she could prey
And beating her will never changes her from her natural way.
She may be well fed and cared for and she may be sleek and fat
And she may purr beside you by the fireplace on the mat
But the desire to kill smaller creatures is always in the cat
In her the instincts of the predator and nothing can change that.
He beat his cat for killing a baby possum but the cat's a beast of prey
And she is a natural predator and she'll always be that way
And one cannot say that an animal in any way can be cruel
For in the animal kingdom the strongest always rule.
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For Human Greed
We may as well try to find another Planet to live on
Since people they cannot live on the Moon
And Mother Earth the Planet that sustains us
We in our fits of madness choose to ruin.
And perhaps there's not another Planet out there
For human beings to live on and destroy
'Twould seem indeed that the price of human progress
Comes at a cost and the cost seems far too high.
Each day more creatures of extinction endangered
When the land they live on we choose to invade
And extinction sad to say it is forever
For human greed the price has to be paid.
We are paving the way to our own extinction
Where humans live pollution becomes rife
The World will not end with the death of the last human
And Nature will do nicely without human life.
We had better find another Planet to live on
Or become extinct as a species that's our choice
As we are making the Planet we live on for us quite unlivable
For human greed that seems too high a price.
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War Path
So many of my brothers and sisters are traveling this road
What’s expected is really unknown.
Death and destruction all around
Gunfire is the only sound.
War is really a living hell
Especially when you find out
Your best friend fell.
Innocent children sitting in the debris
Asking “ what’s going to happen to me? ’
We have the technology to send people into space
What’s going on with the human race?
There is fear etched on every child s face.
Why don’t we use the brains that we’ve been given
To find peace and keep on living.
Wars have been going on since the beginning of man
Why can’t we search for peace?
What’s to understand!
There are insects and bugs, such as ants and bees
Who is in charge by their queen.
They have armies which they control
And they’re used to maintain their environment
In which they live, and do not use them for war.
So why can’t we follow their lead and settle our scores.
We kill other human beings to feel alive
Animals kill just to survive.
We say that they are the animals
So I guess we must be the beast
For on others miseries we do feast.
We fight for land, and we fight for power
Then what will happen in our final hours
Will we fight the temptation
to beg for our salvation.
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Winter abode
God has made it as magical home
Each and every living object is welcome
What a fresh air to breathe in and think!
Not a slight idea to get lost and sink
Whole universe is made an accommodating place
Anybody can fly off to save the life and face
As the skilled people go with consent and permit
The birds need no sanction as they are capable and fit
When severe winter sets in, they prepare for migration
My country has found for them a strong bond and close relation
We have warm and sweet fresh waters comfort their stay
How long and torturous journey they undertake to find the way?
No international boundary mars their onward journey
In thousands they flock in sky and land in plenty
Natural breeding ground opens for them with lots of safety
What a magical show with the blessings from almighty!
When we are fighting for piece of land and secured place?
They have all the techniques to prove and preserve the race
How many years of existence have they continued?
The safe passage with traditional love route nicely pursued
It is nice and heartily welcome step to observe their happy plight
How have they proved by showing to world that they are right?
There can be safe refuge without any bloodshed in this part
Not compromising with stated bitterness and to depart
When nature is with us to observe calm and peace
The birds show and present their nests at the beaches
Whole atmosphere is filled with great joy and happiness
What can we understand from these birds in such case?
No one is loosing path and gets lost
It may be long but has nothing to cost
If will power is strengthen with belief
We, as sensible race, can provide the relief
*Migratory birds visit Gujarat desert every year in winter from Russia*
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Exploitation in general
How can you change world’s established order?
Is it not that we are on extinction border?
Do we not face complete annihilation from face?
Is there no competition or simple mad race?
Whole world depends upon total exploitation
Each one eats upon others one by one by rotation
If this is not done by nature then there will be an end
Not a single inch space will be left to stand
Sea life depends solely on killing of each other
Small creatures are killed by their own mother
Big whales make their meals from small fishes
World doesn’t end for them as sea is full of riches
Life is fast replenished with the arrival of fresh
Thus cycle goes on with eating of their flash
Fresh induction of sea life gives them enough room
There is no depletion or decadence of gloom
On land wild animals kill weaker ones
Strongest definitely survive in safe zones
It is how cycle is repeated endlessly
Life goes on smoothly and ceaselessly
Rich robs the poor with the might of money
In real life it thrives and doesn’t look funny
We may talk of tall order but surrender
Can’t resist the temptation and wonder
Smaller countries are bullied by rich nations
They fear of reprisal and maintain the relations
They talk of liberty and champion the cause of freedom
Give a call for uprising and commit the pledges to redeem
They have narrow national interest in their mind
They search for lame excuses and try to find
How to bring them under their complete sway?
So they don’t have and authority or complete say
World can’t be bowed down by simple logic
No cohesion or compulsion can do any magic
Only persuasion and help can change the scene
Permanent stand off may lead to no loss no win
No nation will barter their national interest
They will try to opt and find out the best
They can be forced or brought to compromise
Help in crisis with firm commitment and promises
Even Almighty has shown favored the rich
Poor are kept at bay and out of reach
They suffer at the cruel hands of fate
Help comes to them not at crucial stage
We may learn it at later stage
It will be beyond control to manage
No one will come to our rescue and relief
This only strengthens or firm belief
We may survive and manage the onslaught
So many miseries it has shown and brought
We need to learn more and not to be caught
What else we can do except to accept?
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General explotation
How can you change world’s established order?
Is it not that we are on extinction border?
Do we not face complete annihilation from face?
Is there no competition or simple mad race?
Whole world depends upon total exploitation
Each one eats upon others one by one by rotation
If this is not done by nature then there will be an end
Not a single inch space will be left to stand
Sea life depends solely on killing of each other
Small creatures are killed by their own mother
Big whales make their meals from small fishes
World doesn’t end for them as sea is full of riches
Life is fast replenished with the arrival of fresh
Thus cycle goes on with eating of their flash
Fresh induction of sea life gives them enough room
There is no depletion or decadence of gloom
On land wild animals kill weaker ones
Strongest definitely survive in safe zones
It is how cycle is repeated endlessly
Life goes on smoothly and ceaselessly
Rich robs the poor with the might of money
In real life it thrives and doesn’t look funny
We may talk of tall order but surrender
Can’t resist the temptation and wonder
Smaller countries are bullied by rich nations
They fear of reprisal and maintain the relations
They talk of liberty and champion the cause of freedom
Give a call for uprising and commit the pledges to redeem
They have narrow national interest in their mind
They search for lame excuses and try to find
How to bring them under their complete sway?
So they don’t have and authority or complete say
World can’t be bowed down by simple logic
No cohesion or compulsion can do any magic
Only persuasion and help can change the scene
Permanent stand off may lead to no loss no win
No nation will barter their national interest
They will try to opt and find out the best
They can be forced or brought to compromise
Help in crisis with firm commitment and promises
Even Almighty has shown favored the rich
Poor are kept at bay and out of reach
They suffer at the cruel hands of fate
Help comes to them not at crucial stage
We may learn it at later stage
It will be beyond control to manage
No one will come to our rescue and relief
This only strengthens or firm belief
We may survive and manage the onslaught
So many miseries it has shown and brought
We need to learn more and not to be caught
What else we can do except to accept?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal

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Mother India
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
You are the paradise on earth
Where things are not in any dearth.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
In Your Lap live men and women
Of every caste and religion.
You rain your love and affection
On them all without distinction.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
You have got a peculiar trait
Due to which you are very great.
You adopt the foreigners too,
Who like to live and die for you.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
You are beautiful, all perfect;
You are rich in every aspect.
In the ancient times, we have heard,
Aliens called you ‘a golden bird’
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
The mountains guard your honour here;
The ocean washes your feet there.
The rivers contain sweet water
Which for us is just like nectar.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
Our culture is ancient and high,
We are respected that is why.
Culture has bound us by and by,
With a chain of pure love and tie.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
We are sorry here live some men
Who are not loyal, but still then,
Pose as lovers of this nation,
Whom we do not like to mention.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
We are sorry here live some men;
Fire of hatred they ever fan.
Freedom, we fear, may not be lost,
Which we have got at a great cost.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
Let us be wise not to be tool
Of selfish powers which befool
Those who do not well understand
Their aim which is behind their stand.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
We will be lucky, if we die
For you, O Gracious Country High!
We’ll give them a fitting reply,
Who see you with a slanting eye.
O Mother Land! O Mother Land!
You are very dear and rare land.
poem by Aziz Ahmad

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