Jeevanmuktha
Once he feared every omen; tick’ng Big Ben
Thundered cannons; mind’s filled with demons
Lived he phobias unfounded and unknown
Inane adversities even; sent cold sweat down
Wetting head to feet; shattering thoughts sane
But a day came soon like Sun shine
When dawned in him nascent omniscience
That he’s laden himself with false burden
Nescient of the ONE wearing whole creation
Was it due to his strong devotion?
Or result of his rinsed out sins
Knew not but; he became a new man
Like a full Moon out of cloud curtain
Like rosy petals out of coarse sepals
He now submits every poser and pain
At His Lotus Feet with staunch faith
No fear; no favor; he does his chores
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Renaissance
The fifties and earlier were the ignorant past of ideals
The people then didn’t know nor could conceive great ideas
Like dating, together living and mini-bars at the homes
Generations have changed; the once kids are now epitomes
Of elegance, newness and souring up social renaissance
The elders at home started looking obsolete and vacuous
Like the relics of the Stone Age; to remain at the homes
As obelisks of the past; not supposed to raise their voices;
Stop trumpeting about their past and to youth giving advices
And in silence wait for the days they proceed to their tombs
But I can’t help thinking of the days ahead, when today’s kids
Become elders and the way the kids of that future day think
When social renaissance picks up further momentum and in a bid
To cleanse the world of all the old, useless and stagnant stink
Send all those above fifty to live in catacombs waiting for death
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Those Unknown
What happened to those
who shed many a tear
and bled for others?
They died hungry
lamenting their last years.
I know those unknown
and I know how much of pain
endured they, unbeknown.
How unkind is this world?
How ungrateful are the people?
I find no statues for them
at road junctions
and never found their names
embossed on tomes
in golden letters.
Should not we recall the names
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Where Are My Veggies?
I wish I can pen a poem
That sounds funny like a cartoon
Or raise a deafening slogan
Like the opposition men
But I couldn’t laugh or bargain
Neither could I protest nor defend
When carrots challenged me at fifty
And a bunch of coriander at twenty
Like a voyeur at the veggies I leer
My tongue yearned for a tasty meal
But my wallet pleaded austerity
I returned home adding a little gravity
Who turned the Green gardens
Into barren concrete yards? I wondered
Soon we may have to learn
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Freedom At Midnight
At the stroke of twelve; midnight
we earned freedom! Well! We did it!
We waited, waited, waited, waited
we waited not just six hours for dawn,
but alas for sixty five years in vain.
Very few dredged the darkness to fetch the light;
but many spewed venoms to stretch the night.
Terrorists, factionists and fanatics
gained the reins of the reign in dark
to run their rackets free of any fetters
while remained our leaders, indolent,
insolent, corrupt and inept with no intent
to direct and correct the groping multitude.
Commoners too care not the dark nor feel any remorse
even if the long waited day-break
starts with a longest solar eclipse.
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SERENDIPITY (Terza rima)
I had some land in the city’s suburbs
Beside a pond with ferns, fishes and ducks
Amidst a beautiful jungle of shrubs
I sold it for pittance and spent the bucks
Really, it was no deal willy-nilly
Happy we were at that, as dough of luck
The site is now city’s central alley
With shopping malls and sky scrapers around
Its worth in crores, mocking at my folly
“Before you sold, should have had thoughts second”
My friend once grieved, “A fool you are my pal
You failed to make an option wise and sound”
“You’re right my friend”, I laughed, “It was my fall
I should have saved that piece of land or some
To spend on doctors’ bills, drug stores, et al”
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Snake In The Grass
Mr. Rao was sitting in his front lawn
He looked dull and worried
'I haven't mowed for a month'
He said looking at the wild growth
The lawn with its grass blades
Some tall, some short looked to me
Beautiful in its randomness
'There is some odd grace
Even in indiscipline' I remarked
'There is a method in their madness'
I laughed and winked at him
He stared one long minute
At his beloved lawn and said
'Ever heard the idiom'
'….Snake in the grass! It was said
About the lurking dangers inside
Such unruly growth! Thanks
To the indolent masters'
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Common Coxwains
They row! Row! Row!
Towards the sliding wonder world
Of a fleet of hovercrafts of elite on show
Afloat on bubbly milky ocean
Like gold-threaded hammock of a lazy baron
Flaunting opulence, splendor and élan
They row! Row! Row!
They row! Row! Row!
The common coxswains in crowded little boats
Carrying their weights, plights and half-fed entrails
Craving for the étagère at floatilla distant
In iridescent glitter; baroque and extravagant
They row! Row! Row!
They row! Row! Row!
Sooner or later they come to know
There’re no blades to their paddling oars;
Lingering are their sampans
Like their middle class torpor,
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The Slow Death Of A Bard
Boss asks euphemistically
“You’re not the same force you were once”
Friends demand anxiously
“Hey! What happened to your antics and puns? ”
He smiles at once and embraces silence!
What can he say of something he wishes to suppress?
There is always in heart, something hush, hush
One cannot divulge and publish
For a pure materialist
This heart is a bloody pump-set
And for a staunch spiritualist
It is a holy nest where God rests
But lo! For a frustrated bard
His heart is a live hearth
Where there is no birth or death
For pain, laughter, love and hatred
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Body And Soul
This body; a sheer materialist
Seeks sensuous pleasures
The soul; a pure spiritualist
Wants to meld with the Redeemer
Man is thus in fight with the man inside
Whether to treat this flesh and blood
With aesthetics and physical indulgence
Or wait with asceticism for heavenly bliss
Questions reign; answers elude
Many a true wise man died dispirited
Leaving a little said and a lot unsaid
Those few greats living today are subdued
But these conundrums, for some charlatans
Became unexpected professional boons
Mushroomed half-bred brains christened as
Saints, sages, realists, rationalists and so on.
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