CHILD OF WORLD”S DESTINY
On streets forlorn
Walks the child, destitute
The infant of world’s destiny…
In rags torn
hungry and homeless
roaming through lanes
for a morsel!
The rulers sit on a lavish throne
speak high volumes of chore
actions fail to achieve
war and blasts kill
the child of world’s destiny
lives as a requiem…
years end,
seasons change
time moves
moments chained…
beneath the surface
when can you see
the soft bosom of delicate care
days,nights,
months pass
life with challenges moves on…
yet you are blind to
my revealed …inner self …
how long, how far
shall I strive to carry on
when you still can’t see
my unselfish being!
From the gravels of the earth to the surface of the mantle,
Screams and demands every particle of dust,
Enough is enough!
Stop the turmoil and killings
That spreads throughout the air of pollution,
Hovering over the intoxicated breath
Of men,women and children,
crushing the delicate shrubs of innocence
What is this mayhem for!
Halt for a moment! Think !
does your heart really wants this?
close your eyes,feel the terror…
That which appears in a dying man feeble,
War, violence and royal feuds,
Wake up people! Wake up nations!
Is this a place which you have dreamt for ever!
Weapons, explosions have deafen the ears
atrocities of bloodshed …contaminate the
…atmosphere,
Awaken O! humans,
who slumber through the life
…in despair,
Kindle a flame in every heart of the sphere
sing and march against the deathly obscure
Rise, Rise , & Rise
It’s the Sunrise,
Let the golden rays dawn on earth
with a new hope and conviction,
Be humans!
O! inhuman souls …
The world awaits you… in despair.
There was once a mighty ruler ,
known for his courage and valour
Powerful and Rich ,
Tall and Magnificient,
People trembled with fear,
whenever they saw him appear,
Whatever he wished ,he snatched by force,
Innumerable wars he won,
yet he was thirsty for dominion .
Jewels and gems,
Golds and diamonds…
Women and wine flowed like rivers,
Still nothing appeased his apathetic self…..
Something still wasn’t possessed,
by his reign and through his fame,
He ruled on thousands
in every region of Indian plain
Directions too seemed to know,
that he was ruler and they bowed,
Then what was that, his heart missed?
Contentment or the Mental peace?
One day he saw a young monk,walking naked feet on the hot ground,
Surprised and shocked to see,the Emperor summoned for him,
The silent monk appeared in the court,
Courteous and Silent like a revered soul,
He smiled and wished the king “happiness”,
And asked the reason for his presence..
The lost Emperor asked “What makes you smile
..even when you have nothing in your life?
To which the pious soul replied,” I have the Richest jewel inside “
That sparkles when I think of THEE,
Priceless and precious ,when I care about the children of “HIM”
The contentment that I have in heart,
Is because Iam loved by all,
I wish to serve the mankind ..
To get happiness in my bodily shrine..
The mighty Emperor had tears in his eyes,
He thought he was lost for a while,
The moment changed his lavish life,
“The Lost Emperor” got a reason to smile,
He started serving his subjects,
treating as his own children,
Spreading the light of happiness ,
He preached love and peace amongst the humans.
How I wished I could be him,
writing golden pages in history
with the eternal word of love and compassion
which shone through his destiny…
How I wish hath I been the one
The mighty Chakravarti Emperor
Ashoka, thy name would hath been mine…
and my soul could hath stopped the
bloodshed and aftermath
of the gruesome war of Kalinga
which killed and slained millions
when the river Mahanadi flooded with blood and tears
floating bodies ,amputated fears,
gory and wrath would ne’vr hath been
Had I embodied as Ashoka the mighty being!
Wars can never bring peace and will always bring more bloodshed. The world starves for peace and every nation today is devoid of the universal peace and harmony which should be the main motto of every nation and country.
Not a morsel for her every grain hath been shared, the empty plate shines reflecting her freckled face… mockingly it shows her vulnerability saddened eyes painted with poverty… pangs of hunger make noise the rattle of unfilled stomach is heard even if disguised… laughs the empty plate at the cruel fate what a destined day! Where the world feasts and I remain starving for days… wish I was a possession of a proud kitchen decked with sumptuous dishes to succor for then, I would not have been so vindictive cursing my owner, the famished being …
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Through the glass of life
a film I view
with a backdrop music of living
characters who play and cavort …
forgetten , the sense of life
their goal, their intention of being alive
in wine glasses,tumble they
in a gulp , quaff the essence.
frills, frolics on their mind
flowers deem fit when presented on valentine…
lost in the glittering charm of the world,
abandoned is the soul of humanity forever.
Hi everyone !
I am so happy and delighted to announce that I have completed the challenge of writing a novel for NaNoWriMo in flat 30 days . They have declared me as the winner because I was able to finish off in time . Its a great feeling to have achieved the goal ,as I always felt I didn’t have that patience of writing a novel.But this time I did try to push myself. For that I stayed away from WordPress for long and so missed many of the posts of my favourite bloggers.Yet I feel I can now catch up with everything,meanwhile you can read the short fiction,on the given link.
The beautiful badge as a NaNoWriMo winner makes me feel great and happy!
Catch up with the story here when you have time and please share your views too for my first attempt to write a novel…
http://www.wattpad.com/30878927-the-flashback
Thanks to everyone for being so patient with me and to encourage me forever!
The wild runs into the forest
randomly through the dense woods
stamping the tiny creatures
which dare to cross its way through!
thrashing ,destroying the delicate branches
snorting way out from the hazed blues
lost amidst the broken trees
it stands almost confused!
rage and anger spoils
the sense of its direction
process of thoughts get wrecked
by his ire and frustration…
mocks his helplessness now standing afar
“with peace and mental repose
he could have achieved the ataraxis
self destruction he did
by choosing wrath over equilibrium!!!”
Damini.
She was 23. She dies with a pain in her soul. Fighting continously for her life since the last fortnight the gangrape victim who was brutally assaulted and thrown out of moving bus ,who suffered multiple organ failure other than the mental trauma and the physical ones, expired this morning.
She won’t rest in peace untill the conscience of each one of us is ripped apart. Crimes have happened ,sins too ,but never before was such an outcry seen on the streets of Delhi,the heart of India. The vociferation was loud ,unanimous and active emerging straight from the veins of the body, the chords of the heart. For every heinous offense had been silently dead in the grave ,this one aggravated as the victim faced and fought bravely with her life and society to bring to the light the deathly sinful act.
Who is to be blamed is a debatable topic! the society, the people, the upbringing,mental conditions, abused past, psychological cases, insecurity, over indulgence…whatever, anything doesn’t give the license to rape any girl ! No amount of excuse or situation justifies such an act!
Long before we realize that such circumstances and instances end up our system, our society and the trust for humans itself,its high time to voice the anger and the fury in every possible way to obtain and regain the free and secured life that we have the right for in our own country.
What shocks more is the politics of the Indian system that abstains every politician from expressing and thinking about such a grave situation and which in due course has killed their conscience. The persons we elect or elected,whoever represents the larger sections of our society in the centre or outside India are afraid, ashamed, hesitating or refraining from expressing their feelings? Or they have no anguish about what happened?
What a waste of our valuable votes and faith that we laid in their hands to run our government whether in power or in opposition? Do we need to guide them or tell the diplomats who handle the international affairs how and what to do to tackle such a situation?
Rather than taking diplomatic steps and stating hypocritical comments ,they need to show some sense of responsibility and leadership values due to which presumably we have accepted them as our leaders.
A kingdom is doomed to end ,when the king and his government are no longer able to safeguard his subjects from the atrocious crimes and when nothing is done to prevent or stop such attacks.
Before the girl ,whom we all proudly want to proclaim as India’s daughter becomes Kannagi of Madurai! who had cursed the once beautiful city to turn down to ashes due to wrong judgement which had cost her beloved’s life, its time to give her soul justice and the respect that she deserved.
Wake up ! the dead souls of India! Wake up the leaders ,
Where do you strangle and hide ?
In such a grievous inscribe?
Show us your presence ,
Reassure we aren’t wrong,
Guide the nation on a path,
where we wont be ashamed of what and who we are?
Wolves in hideous skin,
Roam freely on every street,
in towns ,villages or cities,
wilder than the jungle beasts…
Lurking in the dark,
luring in the bright,
innocent ones are prey,
To this earthly swines…
Swindling the humans
of their dignity,
shredding into pieces
their form of integrity…
Lupines in different form
escape all kinds of law…
Justice delivered or abandoned,
is secondary in terms of haw….
Alertness in mind,
fearless at heart,
Common intelligence to distinguish the part,
Presume self to be a virtous human,
Counteract and cripple…
the wild ,
Crushing their instincts in time…
soumyav 