Gift Of The Day

You may see one of your grand children
Like James Perry may perish but your grand
Mother James Wall may be well and alive
The breath you take is not your right but
a gift of the day, recess is your right after
hard work, so close your eyes, sit and pray,
and lets your thoughts play, open your heart
and lets the rays of love and hope enter
lots of hate has been spread by the rouges
no more any apathy now we need some good
of them just to feel better, come close, more
close to nature, every moment is a momentous
delight, life is life- a source of joy
weather is weather it is never heavy or light.

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I Am The River Messenger

I do not want to understand
I do not want to know
Just I want to feel
Where the feelings lead me!
I do not want to understand
I do not want to know.
Just i want to be like water
Just I want to flow like a river.

Just I want to stand like a hill high
And feel the flow of the wind at the top
How hard it blows! Under what condition
The water turns into ice and ice into stone!
How hard it hurt at the heart in the transformation!
How does it to feel the hardship of the world from the top!
Does the ocean know? so I want to be a messenger
From the top of the hill to the bottom of the ocean like a river.

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Source Of Sadness

I am very sad
Not for today
As I feel
Their presence
And my body is warm,
But for the next
Hundreds of years
Will there be any one
To care and love?

So I want
To leave
A deep scratch
Of my mind
On the screen
Of the world
And walk along
With all bards
After my death
Hundreds of years

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Two Systems

For the permanent settlement
of exploitation oh, my dear,
they made caste system in
the name of religion, inhuman,
notorious esotericism, one is born
from the mouth and other is from
the legs, a blot on humanism, class
system is not less scum of the earth,
not a thin chain, both are strong
tentacles, good enough to suck blood
the two Greek bugs fate and luck
you know you are sick, cut the chain,
spray the insecticide I know they, too,
suffer from diseases one is irrational
other is unscientific, I have for them
two doses of medicine, the first one
is love the second one is severe beating..

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Will People Still Continue To Sabotage Their Own Mission?

How nice was to see the love of the pigeon!
How tasty was the fruits of every season!

Now the nature is not fresh but full of poison
The earth has lost its beauty and acts like a prison.

Were the civilizations destroyed without any reason?
Lots of better sense has been wasted out in the horizon!

How much love still left to throw in the ocean?
How much more blood will suck the religion?

How long one has to endure the mental pollution!
How long the blatant lie will tolerate the great sun!

What punishments wait for us for the heinous treason?
Will people still continue to sabotage their own mission?

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Don't let your friend go away far

Some things come automatically
You needn't to look for
Some things will never come
Though you are working hard for
Some things will come very easily
But you have to ask for.

Some words are understood before saying
Some needs to spell and some needs to explain
Some you will never, though they are loud and clear
Though some people always remain to your near
Still they will never become your dear
Though some people stand at a far away distant
Still they are your dear and near and a true friend.
Some friends are there, they will go slowly away far
What they want you just run after them and hold him or her.

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Teacher

Oh! my dear teacher, please, one day become my student,
before I shall teach you anything I shall go to the roads
where thousands of people meet both their ends and I shall
wander through lanes and by-lanes where destitute lives,
before teaching you how to write poetry I must believe in
one humanity, before teaching you any song let me burry
deep the ego and anger let me drink vanity in the glass of
amber, let me visit the street where people kill hate and love
is not only a word of four letters, I must take a few days off
to practice what I teach, I just need to hammer inside what
is called hypocrite,

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Live Together Or Marrieage

Which one is more beneficial
Marriage or live together?
O my dear, do not bother or worry
I am habituated in both,
Take time and think properly
Tell me later, my mobile number is free

Consult with any body even with your mother
In these matters she is expert
As several times she left your father.
Marriage means bondage
One meal one curry
You can not be a butterfly
From one flower to another flutter by

Live together means saving of time
And at the park spare the rod of police

But never ask grand mother
They will not understand this

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Talent Fights Talent, Ego Fights Ego

God is supreme, creation of people! !
Supreme people create god supreme!
Where is the beginning and end of the logic?
Mind breaks, in heart fear creates!
Does supreme man create mind, heart and fear?
Spontaneous, natural and automatic! !
Talent breaks talent, logic devours logic!

One talent creates the dyke
How to demolish it, is busy working mine
Everything is within the mind, nothing is out side it!
People is the supreme, you say the truth!
I am the supreme working to make it untruth.

Really! really! things are spontaneous, natural and automatic!
Ego fights ego, talent fights talent, logic devours logic!

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Love -the false saint

I am
so sick
of so many
poems and songs
full of love as in fact
there is none a bit of'' take''
can make you hate so much as
deep as a bit of ‘'give'' can make
you rise high in love, disrespects are not
allowed till it falls out as much as respect
demands before fall in it as we can be
so much unfaithful as much as we
can go deep in love as much as
we can believe to disbelieve
each other till we can
sing sweet songs
hiding
the intension as it will die as soon as unintentional truth
will come out from the wallet of us praising the saint love
who is in deep meditation to satiate his own greed and lust.

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