You are my pain curing, You are my thoughts hearing, You are my progress rising, That’s why soul of mine is good.. I am trying to be good, Don’t worry I am like developing wood, Your eye is only on me stood, That’s why soul of mine is good.. Whenever […]
I, old man walking through milling shoppers along village streets towards the church unseen by the young within unseeing cocoons of youth ignored by middle-aged caught in whirls of getting spending rearing achieving what? others old lost in memories living in pasts all unreal all maya only I hear neglected […]
The Armed Forces are the soul of a country Peaceful existence without such brave hearts- A mere wishful thought it would be! To them we owe our tranquil life A well defended country is ours for- As a mountain they stand- Guarding our dear Motherland Caring neither for their life […]
Congregation of stars Had adorned the sky I kept calling you love But there was no reply Scattering its shine The moon smiled wide, Only for you I’d asked Heaven be beautified The moments, one by one Are slipping away from me Who knows if we’ll get again Such night […]
Twenty-two surrounded by them eager to discuss poetry novels her ideas important to them then the books they lent never returned Now they have gone the books remain unread and yet she reads the lines in the mirror and knows the truth of love […]
I want to fill my eyes with dreams For that I need a little bit of sleep But sleep eludes me perennially , The anguish in my heart is deep He is the only one in world who Can allay my pain so steep Dam of tears is going to […]
Mom-I am blessed to be mom, By profession I am a physician, According to Epic Shrimad Bhagvad GITA, Kriya and karma are two sides of my life, Which do not let me fall. After taking care of my family, And treating patients at my clinic-son , I used to think […]
Quiddity means the essence of a thing. Me? I don’t know a first thing about myself; Much less the essence… My conscious is a thought factory. My subconscious a born mystery. Who am I, if not my thoughts? Who am I, if not my dreams? What it means to be […]
I keep finding this poem on the floor it tells of a different time of a person sure he was different from everybody else So sure he risked everything I am not sure I am the same person on that page but at least I still believe […]
Because, Life and Love Is a soulful Divine cosmic ART Of the civilized Promethean Light and F’I’RE ! And, Promethean Light And Fire re-naissanced Life and Love And understanding In a revolutionary Human or Demigod mode From raw food, From raw energy From raw Poetry, From raw Earth To cooked […]
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