from the gravels of the ploughed fields,
through the freshly sown seeds
to rear thou homeland’s
future and destiny…
with courage limitless, dare the soldiers
in meagre resources,grows the farmer
from the particles of the soil
to nurture the values of thy motherland…
in myriad colours of faces and races
under sovereign of God’s grace
lives the fraternity of thy mankind
Come !Rise! from the
ashes of the saluting fighters
to guide the tender minds …
a paradigm of culture, traditions & values,
spread the fragrance of love and brotherhood
through the seven oceans and skies
Rise! dear friend,
above the narrowed walls of hatred and abhorrence
to create an epitome of multitude.
Let the mast fly high
steer through the dark
to let the ensign
with a glorious twinkle…
Sail! through those muddy waters
Rise! from the depths of the ocean of wisdom
to let the world follow,
in such an realm of Utopia
lead my motherland,
O! Comrade ,
TRUTH OF LIFE
It’s the truth of life,what we crave for is lost ,
like the golden particles of sand,
that slide between the fingers,
even from a tight fist…
what we cannot hold ,
is the truth of time.
That which flows like a stream
open, unended, unclosed,
like the love of a pure heart
unselfish, uncanny, selfless..
Beyond this altruistic reality
is nothing but a mirage,
world of images and fantasies
ready to get crushed by folds of time…
how much we wary
breaks the mirror of our whimsies
in broad daylight.
O! the figments of woven dreams,where is thy home,
who weaves the intricate motifs
of emotions and feelings,
O! fanciful dreams,where doth you take the mind,
that palace in the heaven above, it isn’t home of mine?
O! vagaries of thought, where rusheth you to the end,
the terrain is rough and steep is the bend…
O! illusive desires of the heart, which way you runneth
the silvery cascade ahead , is the mirage of unreal claims…
O!soulful heart, sing thy song of chimera
which unveils the whimsies of every confused human of this era!!!
It has been a long journey till here ,as I publish my 800 th post today. Iam thankful to every reader, visitor, viewer of my blog and my friends who continously have encouraged me with their loving comments and through their presence. For my simple words , I write this!
“For affluence , I do not have words
my thoughts are unique.
different is my verse…
thou shall be comforted in the raging summers
as the lucid pleasant sprinkle on your cheeks
from the emotions of my poetic drizzle…
in chilling frosty weather
the ablaze of my burning passionate words
will warm thy soul as ever…
on lone nights, they can comfort thou
like a cuddling pillow
absorbing thy worries in dark hours…
in thy setbacks, or fall
inspiring, zestful glimpses
will make you stand with fervor.
O! friend ! my words cannot be diverse
but my reflections are unlike and inimitable”
The thread of the golden hope breaks in seconds
in disbelief, thou,hold thy heart,
with a grip of fear and restlessness
a thought strong , known and proclaimed,
thou,shall love me forever.
the lost soul suppresses the kindle of
with an urge to set alright
dissolves in thou forever.
O! Thou! tranquil peace of my heart
I await your presence
soak me by thy shower of fragranced love
utterly in delight, I whisper!
between the breath of mine and thine
dances the pulsating heart
that which once was mine
now adorns as your part!
Look! thine magic worked upon
the mystique feeling is on
like the champa flowers ,
I, as the jasmine statued captivated with your fall…