Monday, August 20, 2007

HE made us all unique yet same


HE made us all unique yet same;
Men women, cows & cats, mangoes & bananas,
But these men drew lines of walls & rivers,
Of seas & deities, of colours & speech.

Few live on mainland & few in refugee camps.
Few are Polish & few are Turks, Pak & Afghanis.
There are whites, blacks, yellows & whitish.
There are Christians, Buddhists, Muslims & Hindus.

Some posses oils & some arms, some wealth & muscle.
Some have large terrain & some just none.
There are blessings of rivers, plains & minerals,
There are curses of famine, hills & barren lands.

From the heaven, globe looks blue, green magnificent,
No lines drawn, no difference just all homogeneous,
How come all are myopic, my Lord,
Bless them all with perseverance & patience.

Thursday, August 16, 2007

HOME IS HOME


Home is a home, when you live in,
With your soul & body.
Spend time & breathe the ‘homely’ air,
Feel the warmth of loved ones between walls.

Home is home, when you live in,
For a long long time,
Face all you can, good & bad times,
Weep in dark, laugh in daylight.

Home is home, when you live in,
Born & die there,
Walls are not of bricks & mud,
Walls are of love & dependence.

Home is a home, when you live in,
With your soul & body.

Sunday, August 12, 2007

WORLD IS AS BIG AS I KNOW IT


World is as big as I know it,
Its’ waters, trees, air & people.

There’s no world, I don’t know,
As it’s beyond me, big or small.
Now or then, above or beneath.

World I know guides & shows me;
Illuminates my realm & moves me.

It’s my journey, have merry & agony,
Friends & foes, are there in my world.
Yet, a lone long journey into unknown future.

There is no world, I don’t know,
My journey’s to that world;
In pursuit of good & happy moments.

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

ENOUGH


There is enough for all here.

Air to breath & water to drink,
Food to eat & for thought too.
Place to stay & sleep.
Sun shines for day work,
Moon for quite sleep.

They need more than they have.
And greed has no end.
Make life cumbersome & painful.
They drive, not walk.
Then drag, as legs pain.

Movies are pass time,
Not reading, listening.
They see dime not dream.
For a penny, spend two.
And run for own tail all the life.

They have enough.
Enough for happy life.

Saturday, August 4, 2007

MEN THINK


Men think & worry for unknown.
Loath their brain & waste hormones.
Mirthful life becomes poisons hell.
For them & their dears.

Men think, they’re alone, they are indeed.
Troubles are theirs’, miseries & pains.
For, we can share only happy moments.
Smiles we like, no pains, no ailments.

No friction, is fiction in real life.
Yet, the breeze is all we wait for.
It isn’t waiting in life alone,
Waiting to pass, promote & die.

Life is living,
With fun & mirth.
For we know no rebirth.
All is here & once for all.

Thursday, August 2, 2007

I WISH TO DIE


I wish to die…
When the Sun’s in the sky.
Cuddling his earth by his millions of hands.
Wind is blowing whistle through branches & bushes.
Trees are swaying merrily, fruits are ripened.

All are healthy & fine, near me to bid farewell.
I’ll have nothing to pass on, just alone I should be.
For, one is alone always with his deeds.
Deep inside, I should have satisfaction,
Of fulfillment, of caring & of loving.

I’ll have passed regrets & emptiness.
For, I will have lived my life my way.
I should carry, ‘of doing no bad if not good’.
If god exists, he is within me.
Refraining me doing wrong.

I wish to die,
A blessed death.
After living a blessed life.

I MISS HER


I miss her …
Days are mundane & empty,
Food to stay up & remain alive,
Sleep to rest,
It’s all void & dull.

I miss her …
Though she’s away only for days,
Yet, a day seems long to live,
Night, eyelids closed with eyes open,
It’s boring, time seems trailing.

I miss her…
Words, breath & her soothing touch is missing,
Her presence fills earth around me,
Her warmth, keeps me warm,
And her hug is all that heaven.

I miss her, as I’d miss air to breath,
Water to drink & life to live.