Your farewell, such a welfare

Tongue, nose, eyes, ears
Liver, kidneys, pancreas
Arteries, veins
Every drop of blood
And the heart
Organs of all beings
Sing the same, at ease
If they don't, it's disease.

With all our organs
Working in unison
We hum of differences
We fight for might
Words indisposed, don't coalesce
Wonderful world, under the weather
Wailing ceaselessly for peace.

With our injurious Intelligence
We bombard the stage
Arms kill, they don't stretch
Yet the earth
With utmost love and care
Beyond compare
Nurtures, nourishes
Every little nests.

With the rising of the stars
O Light, heal the Intellect
Let idiosyncrasies
Turn into acceptance.

Wars!
Harbinger of horror, terror, fear
Your farewell's such a welfare.
We're deep down
Drowned in the well,
Unable to waft in the wealth
Of the ocean of peace,
With your expensive expertise
You bring death and despair
Your farewell's such a welfare.
Wars!
A horrid affair
Your farewell's such a welfare.

Let the walls so false
Like those winsome waterfalls
Fall, melt and disappear
Let all sentient beings
Of the world be happier.

Groom-hunting

Mom to daughter

He's a good guy
Wealthy, learned, hi fi
If it clicks
It's fantastic
I give you a high five
If it doesn't
You'd rather have a reason?

Dad to daughter

He's a good guy
Wealthy, learned, hi fi
If it clicks
It's fantastic
(whispers)
But dude, if it doesn't
There are these guys
By the dozen!

Obsession

Don't be too much after math
Or you could face the aftermath

The indomitable spirit

Google images

When the soul smiles
It's a pleasure for the eyes
Look at the loser
Who swims as a winner,
Albeit a fish out of water.

His unconditional smile is infectious
The indomitable spirit so precious.

Definition

Define no one.
Let yourself be defined
By none.

Leeway

Painting
A golden garden
In my captive mind
Falls on a leaf...

Words
Shaping the trees
Birds
Flowers, fruits
Shepherds
Lambs and cattles.

Strange!
They look out of place.

Wandering eyes
Refuge on desktops
Picture perfect beauty
In the tonsured land.

The garden everyone sees
Seems abandoned since long
Lost in plastic nests.

Yet the yearning rests
Finds expression
Here and there
In the unreal world.

Garden doesn't belong
To anyone, anymore
Chained mind longs
For it, therefore
Seeks for the space
In every corner
Of the desolate world.

Treasure

When the dawn breaks
You roll down to me,
A soft ball of wool
Gently tied to
The unfinished pullover
Beginning to see its day;
Thanks to those
Nimble hands of
The engaged Grandma,
I feel your presence.

You are the wind
Whispering in my ears
For which I hear,
The light in whose
Benevolent bounty
I flawlessly see.

The warm, comforting
World
Like my Grandma's pull
I can wear and sense
Fixed in time and place;
But the affection that
Made it happen
The kissing wind,
The dancing light
To be felt everywhere
In transience,
A constant source in the air
Beyond compare.

The world
Made of both
The work and the cloth,
Gifts me another dawn
To treasure.

Merry Christmas

'Hate the sin, not the sinner'
'Love thy neighbour'
These are the words of Jesus.
We all love Jesus for sure
But let's drop our ego
And examine if we follow
Him from the bottom of our heart
Without any crafty art,
If our answer is no
We have work to do
Without much ado,
If the answer is yes
Then please show your grace.
Share it with us
To make the world
A heavenly place,
So we could all wish Jesus
Merry Christmas!

If followers make leaders
We could show them through our actions
That we  can do without weapons
We don't need to fight any wars
We're all brothers and sisters
Wishing each other
At this time of the year
In tandem, in chorus
Merry Christmas!

Jesus, Prophets and Saints
Will then consider us
As their true followers,
Sins will leave
Us, In neighbours we'll believe
They will break those walls
Fromwithin and wish us all
An enormously gorgeous
Merry Christmas!

Making a move

When all the scientists
Engage their ignited minds
To develop a technology
That channels to feed
The thin mouths
With excess food,
Then the expeditions to
The outer worlds
Will make sense.

Map the distance between
The food and the hungry heart,
Measure with flawless perfection
Than making a mark
On the colorful planets;
Calculate the shelf life of the
Not-yet waste grub,
Let it travel to its starving hub
Sparking priceless smiles.
This trajectory is worth
Thousand times more
Than those
Lightyears of
Meaningless,
Meandering miles.

Dry food, wet food
Oh! The huge Stomach
Is waiting to eat them all.
Before it reaches the garbage
For heaven's sake
Let them reach their desired place.

If you could construct towers
In every nook and corner
For the sake of communication,
You could definitely streamline
The excess to the needy
With your effort and gumption.

Every eatery, hotel
Every restaurant, motel
Every house, home,
Every city, from Haiti, Beijing
To New Jersey, Rome
Needs your help dear
Scientists and engineers
of the world to ensure
That not a morsel of food,
Not a drop of water
Be drained,
We don't have the means
You see
To let them rot and squander
Without care and empathy.

When you solve this challenge
Of this blue terrain
With your gifted Brain,
When all its famished residents
Are replete, thanks to your brilliance
Can you rest to wander
In outer space.

Else it's rather
Superfluous
To make a move
In Moon or Mars.

In words

I speak with words
Yet the sense
Precipitates in a land
Beyond their world.

I've never chosen
Green for grief,
Gray for gaiety
I have never said,
'I'm tired'
With an expression
Of exhilaration.

Words
Murderers,
Saviours
Of the soil.

It is the non-words
That make words, words.

Still
All of this
Had to be unearthed
In words.