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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How To Feel Free
You had clear stand
Made other people to understand
How life can be tackled?
Save precious time and led
Now you find life to be gem
As you have understood them
Life has been made easy
With the blessings from almighty
You were not jealous
But kept life continuous
Without any reward
But looking forward
No one sided with you
As they found it not true
You were unmoved
Took no steps for fears to be removed
It was not your concern
They had to check it in turn
Truth can never remain hidden
It has to appear any time even
Sun can remain hidden behind clouds
But success may speak very loud
Sun will emerge when clouds are moved
So is the noble man and his work proved
You need not worry
Or feel bad with sorry
Life was never a burden to carry
It was in fact a smooth journey
So move ahead with vision
Let there remain no confusion
You the master and you are the key
You have to decide as how to feel free
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Acid Test
Are we not becoming intolerant society?
Gruesome murders, riots stabbing –all in different varieties?
May be it has become part of our life and necessities
Everybody wants to capitalize and understands its futility
On the name of religion, we simply kill each other
Humanity on run and no one takes care or bother
Shame, hatred curse all have taken front seat
No regrets on face – see face to face and sit
What makes it so difficult to meet each other?
Have we gone berserk and unnecessarily differ
Have we nothing new to see and offer?
Why unpleasant things in life to utter?
We may not find answer to this or solution
We have no means to for evaluation
Morality is no where and has lost the ground
Near is near miss and no whereto be found
We can’t tolerate the well being of others
Frustration and worries all that bothers us
We don’t find ways to satisfy ourselves
We talk different and abnormally behave
Thousands are killed in day light scene
Flash with bodies scattered and all over seen
May be we still don’t need peace or respite
Nature has turned blind eye on us to ignite
Have we gone crazy over the issues?
Does humanity demand no dues?
Are we in state of shock and despair?
Can we not build trust or repair?
Will this not stop in days to come?
Will our efforts fail and or are not welcome?
Do we need complete annihilation from surface?
Is it right path or we call it mad race?
With so much bitterness, kill or get killed
Traitors and terrorists get rejoice and thrilled
Innocents and passers by face the wrath
Meet with ugly fate in the form of death
Is ethnic cleansing only way out?
Is it not the challenge and we face the rout?
What is all this nonsense and war talk about?
Why do we face unseasonal rain and drought?
Are we not wholly to be blamed?
Bloodbath in the name of peace claimed
Still many more lives may be lost
No solution in sight despite staggering cost
Take it for granted humanity may survive
Existence with harmony and peace may revive
It may incur losses with constant unrest
Time is essence but powerful acid test
We may love to live to endure
All best efforts to strengthen and secure
Make it worthy as our best future
Our future generation may have happy tenure
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As life nears
It is life cycle
We are helpless and unable
No say in ultimate end
To live with the world and befriend
Good work may be paid as life nears
Its destination and leaves only tears behind
Nothing to miss about your loss as it was open and frank
Everybody is in grief but pray the God and thank
You might have been good to people
You might proved your worth and be able
To deliver the work as promised
It might be hailed as achievement before you ceased
Not all get everything as desired in life
The life is full of challenge and also of strife
How you could do it is another aspect
This has only lead you to earn respect
Today people are laying wreath
It is great loss to them over your death
Not that there were no people of your caliber
But you were great success and hailed as climber
You were so close to their heart
This was no less achievement as an art
To get acclaim from people is a rare feat
People have to make great sacrifice and sweat
I evaluate this scene as one of most deserving and commendable
Your dreams have been realized and proved as sustainable
So far they were considered as unachievable and beyond human reach
You made it as reality as no one had promised as such
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A ninth in row
I am filled with joy
I want it to be enjoyed
It is special occasion
I want grand celebration
Ordinary man does it ordinarily
I want to do it happily
It is unique day with some importance
I have touched 900 poems at once
I never knew it will touch the mark
I flew in sky and mind had little spark
It was joyous event and moment
I couldn’t remain quiet and silent
Not few words for self praise
It is definitely booster for moral raise
On does it with high aim
There is nothing new to claim
It may go on and pile the score
It may be adding more and more
Still the joy is so much enormous
The efforts may be on and remain continuous
Anybody may dream to climb on ladder
Someone may try to be in front and act as leader
I may wish for me more and more readers
Let it find place among younger and elders
I have longed for long innings
There were few enjoyable evenings
I have starred at sky and watched moon
I have sweated more in after noon
It is not out come of single day
One has to face tortuous way
You may hope for bright ray
Pray to help for longer stay
It may grant you enough power with action
You may work more in proper direction
The success may take you very far
You may sill be not known as bright star
It may grant you self satisfaction
It is good feeling with indication
I shall swim across the waterway
I can monitor the progress with enough to say
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No to sorrow
Can little sweetness be added to sorrow?
Can sadness be not pushed aside for tomorrow?
When both are interwoven to each other
Why to think of them more and bother?
Pure or true love can never deceive
Warmth and feelings we always receive
Best ideas emanate from within and peace be conceived
Does that speak of real intention as goal is perceived?
Let love speak and not remain or confine within
Eyes must reveal and nothing should remain in
It is very much essential and must prevail at last
Acceptance should be made known very fast
I must acknowledge it as God sent gift
Why to have in life more tussles and rift?
We should never change stand and shift
Switch over from one to another should be very swift
I am prepared to forgo prestige and pride
Why in love it should be sought and hide?
Simple admission of true feelings and no guilt
Trust the opinion and strong foundation to be built
I shall seek no favor in return
Let my love grow and cause no concern
Earnest desire must be explained in turn
Let there be real union without any heart burn
May be in my life today is the happiest day
I will continue to seek and have my way
Let her remain true to her conscience and say
Never will we be separated, come what may!
Things may prove difficult if it turns out differently
Both have to think it honestly and approach separately
Time may run out us and not allow us to unite
Passion may remain passion only and within ignite
We may take steps to see that it doesn’t turn ugly
It may be too early also to forecast it so early
Still it will remain our top priority to tackle the issue
We must get in turn what ever is destined to be due
We will not be cowed down with by unexpected events
We will face it bravely when it is made known very next moment
We will not allow it to happen and take us completely by surprise
But all possibilities are definitely there and bound to arise
We shall from now on shed no tears and face the reality
We shall stand firm and come up bravely for any eventuality
It has to be faced with as if dealing with any of the disaster
We must carve out the way and destiny as done by master
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Lovely friends
Very true but for not those reasons
As they are close and confident persons
They are very close and important
Though they remain away their absence is really felt
The position will always remain vacant
As we may feel helpless like infants
Continue to rule our vast heart kingdom
Such position is witnessed seldom
The friends may remain so in entire life
Whether it is easy, difficult or torn with strife
We value it high without any expectations
Lovely matching with very good combination
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A last momentum
The clock is ticking fast
It made sound of striking last
Both arms moving with long space
competition to reach out and win the race
It has served for period that can be called very long
it never erred and showed the time wrong
it is always nice to see her arms move
no one can dare her to remove
As every living thing has destined hour
the same can happen with others
the long journey can come to an end
the last message is received as sent
Both the arms are closing on at last moment
They are struck with no movement
The expiry is over and no possible sign of revival
It is confirmed there is no more survival
A person may run through out his carrier
he may not care for any barrier
he wont wait for any disruption
now time has come for final interruption
It has relevance even today
Now both arms are not crossing the way
They are struct at a place as they are
The distance is increased to remain very far
The clock will be removed from its place
either it may remain vacant or be replaced
it may be remembered for more time to come
the change or replacement may be always welcome
The head of the family may occupy highest position
he might have maintained very good composition
he will be long remembered for his contribution
as he never discriminated in any distribution
His goodness will be recalled and narrated
the body will be laid to rest or cremated
he will remain in mind as noble and humble person
he deserved it for very simple reason
Who knows when the end will come?
it may be faced bravely by some
there may be dreaded fear for death
the relative may lay the flowers as wreath
It is easy to make the promises
the ill health gives the speculations to rise
if some one does not turn up or fails to deliver
all may turn on him and act as disbeliever
It is always good to stand for the words
one must be careful and look forward
there is no alloted time for anything
it may be removed from the scene and go missing
The death is deadly weapon
everybody is feared there upon
no one may want to leave the work unfinished
it may be his life dream before being perished
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A no to pressure
One has to bow or relent under pressure
It has to be implemented to reassure
No one can be confident or so sure
Success has no scale to measure
There is no hardness or softness
It has to be judged with its fineness
It may look different to different people
We should be in position to deliver it or fully capable
You may face the residence at every step
Their words may be harsh to feel like slaps
It may have same damaging effect
They may come in form of hostile act
You may open one door but another may be closed
Threats may emerge and danger may be posed
You may not be in position to ward it off
You may have to try it for final stop
All opportunities are open for all to contest
It is high time for individual to go for test
He may try to come out with its best
Everything will be assured with the rest
Actually in real sense there is no defeat or victory
There may be new dimension with another story
You may come out jubilant or feel sorry
It may add to tension and worry
You should openly invite your adversary and meet
offer the hand of friendship and greet
when you fight a war with hostile situation
The scene may change with another equation
What may clearly be seen as decisive result
everything is to be accepted but not with insult?
There may be different school of thoughts with new cult
New path is to be carved out and bridges built
Love is no loss and war is no gain
Armies face each other as rivals main
who would loose and what shall be outcome?
Victorious armies may march with rousing welcome
we shed tears not out of any fear
Agonies and pain always bear
We address our adversary as very dear
All dark clouds may soon disappear
It is not hard to adjust and guess
You must be there and ready to face
No one knows who will be clear winner
Honest may succeed and go down the sinner
If it is war of betters words and not of attrition
then there is good will attached with no condition
there will be meeting of minds with no banner
everything may be seen or visible without any scanner
There is no need to remain concerned and be afraid
There is no scope for any seize or way to be laid
Good people have always come forward and said
Rest not till the goal is achieved and dividend paid
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Fallen In Love
He has fallen in love
With the idea
Of you in his life
I wish I knew
How does psychology work? ....... Persian khushi
Oh it is very simple
Stay out of trouble
Think of beautiful moments
The peace around with its movements
Venture into moon light
Just see left and right
If some one observes you
Then think about it and see through
When someone appears from behind?
Show no hesitation and try to find
Never think who he can be?
Anybody may think well when feels free
So it is your outer show
That sets thing to rolls or go
You are offered flower
With some comments to offer
It is an open invitation
To build sound and good relation
There is no psychology behind
It is natural thing to find
Pray almighty to take you out
From uncertainty to surety and think about
What can be next move around?
How to adjust scene when again he is found?
Smile on face may do wonder
No words may be needed to offer
Mere reflection in eyes will perform miracle
Now he will be in fix and struggle
It is easy to face mighty king
It is too easy to face the lion in ring
But too difficult to face the beautiful queen
As it might turn the whole of the scene
I don't think it might be different psychology all over
Men and women need comfortable life with honor
What is most needed is the assurance and promises!
Life may move on then with harmony and peace
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Wear Your Poppy With Pride!
Wear your poppy with pride
Yet with humility
Because so many died
To gain our victory!
The blood they shed declared
Though war is hell indeed
Each noble soldier cared
And knew truth would succeed!
The cost itself was dear
For life cannot be priced.
Their valour knows no peer
Yet all were sacrificed
And though the memory stings
With tales of long gone by
The same old question clings
'Why must our soldiers die? '
Each war seems so forlorn
So void of wisdom still
Yet leaders shout with scorn
'The time has come to kill! '
Beware when men breed hate
For peace is not their aim
Each one will meet his fate
And own his share of blame!
When war is in men's hearts,
It's time to kneel and pray!
We know that when war starts
It's just like Judgment Day!
In peace, men find their rest
In war, they find their grief
In peace, men find they're blessed
In war, they find their wreath
So think of what it cost
For many soldiers died
Though many lives were lost,
Wear your poppy with pride!
copyright, Denis Martindale.
Royal British Legion: poppy-dot-org
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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
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Prayer to St Anthony for Lost Items
Saint Anthony, perfect imitator of Jesus, who received from God the Special power of restoring lost things, grant that I may find (mention Your petition) which has been lost. As least restore to me peace and Tranquility of mind, the loss of which has afflicted me even more than My material loss.
To this favor I ask another of you: that I may always remain in Possession of the true good that is God. Let me rather lose all things Than lose God, my supreme good. Let me never suffer the loss of my Greatest treasure, eternal life with God. Amen.
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A real tension
Human beings are always hunted by the tension
They confine it to themselves and fear its mention
Tension and peace can’t remain one and go together
Mad race after oasis water to collect more and gather
What do we get after relentless struggle and efforts?
Does that help to build confidence and good rapports?
Without good will how ships can make courtesy call at ports?
How can it survive without the popular support?
What leads to an uncommon sufferings and tragedy?
Why all off sudden life takes turn and looks like comedy?
Do we not become laughing stock in public eyes?
There may remain many “if, but and why”
It is definitely greed that brings us down
Many people turn hostile and frown
It is our own dong and can’t blame others
Unnecessary thought may invade and continuously bother
When hasty decision and unwise steps are taken?
The outcome of its ultimate end is mistaken
We feel inching toward the realization of goal
It proves contrary and results in down fall
It is running after unrealistic pleasure
It may give momentary relief and never reassure
All steps taken are not for sure
The intension is not honest and pure
It is bound to suffer at the end
There won’t be left any time to mend
There may be same attitude from foe or friend
No one may come forward with kind words and send
It is said “wish “is mother of all ills
It raises men’s status on top or kills
It gives rise to unforeseen events
One has to prepare one’s self for unhealthy comments
It gives rise to unhealthy competition
A person throws all his might behind superstitions
It may lead to nowhere but to gallows
It may invite problems if he doesn’t follow
Honest intention coupled with efforts lead to peace
The things can be attained with accuracy and at ease
The efforts can be stalled but can’t cease
It may find its outcome soon to release
What makes our living and task so difficult?
Why do we project ourselves superior with different cult?
It aggravates already strained situation
The things must be evaluated in its proper prospective with relation
You may go down in your own circle with no result
People who are very closed to you may offer criticism with insult
It may increase your worries and tension
Is it worth to find its place or mention?
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A day ends
Day’s hectic activity comes to end
Complete peace descends on land
All journey directed toward home
It may be really happy welcome
As it is off from great hustle and bustle
There is no clash in mind and tussle
It needs a break with full rest
Time to look back and assess the best
Life goes on endlessly in this fashion
Still there remains lot many questions
Some of them are addressed fully
Some are still left to be realized wholly
I was partially paralyzed with quest
It was forcing me to deliver the best
As luck would have it nothing is achieved so far
I was not fortunate to find any bright star
It is universal saying and has been correct too
“One can not be successful all the time in life” is equally true
It is high time to wind up the show and retire
Else it will be great failure and satire
No more regrets in life for not being comfortable
All realized or not realized despite being capable
It was not the destiny you had longed for
The life was total failure in love and war
Even I need not shed tears over any breakage
It was not at all of my doing with past age
I was in position to manage but failed
The opportune time was not availed
As I hade passionately waited for another day
It was not proving in concrete and decisive way
I was not dejected person to stay away
I worked continuously for bright ray
Something has wrecked me from within
I am in no more good position to win
The chances are slim and very weak
I am not in position to spell out or speak
It has ruined my whole carrier
I had been good fighter and warrior
I always used to read face lines in mirror
It was not defined and showed some life error
I am tired and wait for no more chance
The life has deceived me all the times and not once
I have lost all hopes and now no more wait
Everything is now for sure with luck and fate
I wait with calm posture
Everything is certain for sure
There will be final knock at any hour
I am in full control and don’t shiver
I am for all good smiles
This was my life style
I took it as good mission
There was not at all any confusion
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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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Forgiving The Unforgivable.
I held my peace and sung a song,
that echoed through the righteous hall,
my right, my truth, all put to wrong!
As judgment fine had met the pall.
How can there be a better way,
to tell the world of foul play,
than those, your words, that captivate,
and that, my looks, you separate;
your lies, your tricks, my punishment!
In years to come a sure lament;
but life shall only last its days,
until the sun these men does gaze;
then deeds shall bind our spirits such,
would implore it the heaven's touch,
so again shall meet face to face,
when shattered is the time and space,
there I shall pardon and forgive,
as not in this dimension live,
and from this burden be relieved,
that had a trusting friend deceived,
and yes, I have just this to say,
that friends and foes alike decay,
but on that day, you I shall see,
as an error of mortality.
I hold my peace and sing this song,
That echoes through the righteous hall,
My right, my truth, all put to wrong!
as judgment fine has met the pall.
R.N.Khan, © 2012
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Live In Peace and Harmony
I once was asked
Is there peace
In this world
I wish I could say
Yes there is peace
In this life
But the war's
Are to many
People die
Every day
What can we do?
To stop death in its wake
Why must men
Take a human life
Why must men
Fight for their lives
In wars that are senseless
Ignoring the frailty of life
Teardrops are falling
At all the lost souls
Will humanity ever see?
This world
Live in Peace and Harmony
All I can do is cry
All I can do is pray
That we all live to see
Peace and Harmony in our lives
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A birth and death
Several deaths in single birth and death cycle
all religious books speak the same including Bible
who can deny the existence death probability
that has been made permanently the continuity
Human beings are always guided by emotions
they emerge in the form of innumerable questions
it may strike as everything is at stake for the future
life is uncertain and nothing can be taken for sure
This leads to imagination as how the life would shape
life would move on smoothly or prove as trap
at every stage it may appear as if the end of journey
you may feel very poor even after having enough of money
No one may comfortably say that he is not afraid of death
he may not be in position to proclaim he is weary of wealth
he too may say falsely that he can withstand any type of wrath
he can do all with the simple reason that he does not believe in faith
It has been clearly laid down that death is complete surety
it has to be faced by child, poor, rich or even mighty
it is of no use to loose the ground at every stage
it may be countered if life at every page
Birth is reality and we have been ushered in new world
the life may be shaped by others who will continue to hold
all cards and bring us up in the realistic atmosphere
even though it is full of challenge, agony, pain and fear
it is realized and understood that life can't be brought to an end
we have to adjust to the scenario with little or some amends
how could one thing of bringing it to stage of collapse?
even if he has to face so much hardship and remain tense
It is not bead of roses that you may be heavenly gifted
it is sheer your efforts that may help the standard to be lifted
not all may be lucky to survive the onslaught of fate
some may get the fortune early of life or very late
It is futile to think of death at every moment
you should not fall prey to defeatist tendency or movement
when we know that life is destined for something new
you have to make concerted efforts and renew
One one birth and one death in complete life span
no second thought or idea must work as plan
it will be cowards death every time
this is drawback and will be considered as biggest crime
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Kicks in return
Mighty rule here and weakest suffer,
Kicks in return when ordinary gifts offer,
Why no system which acts as buffer,
Is there no right to say right and differ?
This question always made me puzzle.
Rain did not offer peace even when dazzle,
It continued to hunt and troubled always,
I sit motionless and try to find new says,
Why I am not that powerful as sun?
Why I always think of using the gun?
Is there no peaceful alternate?
Where all are equal and no subordinate,
Rulers have gone influential have taken over,
Scene remain same but clouds still hover,
No kicks in return but distrustful eyes,
No gestures but unwelcome scene and byes,
Why still remain history and disparity?
Is there any sense or high morality?
Why do we face question of seniority?
This is question faced by most of majority
World will not change even after destruction,
Face the dishonour even after precise instruction,
Matter remains same even stiffer than question,
Even you forget and bury deep in bastion,
It may still for many more centuries,
Distance may reduce even between countries,
Many changes may come with new entries,
Rules may change but not the sentries
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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From The Cantata For N. F. S. Grundtvig
His day was the greatest the Northland has seen,
It one was with the midnight-sun's wonders serene:
The light wherein he sat was the light of God's true peace,
And that has never morning, nor night when it must cease.
In light of God's peace shone the
history
he gave,
The spirit's course on earth that shall conquer the grave.
Might of God's pure peace thus our
fathers'
mighty way
Before us for example and warning open lay.
In light of God's peace he beheld with watchful eye
The people at their work and the spirit's strivings high.
In light of God's pure peace he would have all learning glow,
And where his word is honored the 'Folk-High-Schools' must grow.
In light of God's peace stood 'mid sorrow and care
For Denmark's folk his comfort, a castle strong and fair;
In light of God's pure peace there shall once again be won
And thousand-fold increased, what seems lost now and undone.
In light of God's peace stands his patriarch-worth,
The sum and the amen of a manful life on earth.
In light of God's pure peace how his face shone, lifted up,
When white-haired at the altar he held th' atoning cup.
In light of God's peace came his word o'er the wave,
In light of God's pure peace sound the sweet psalms he gave.
In light of God's pure peace, as its sunbeam curtains fall
To hide him from us, stands now his memory for all.
poem by Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson
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