Nameless

Refugees weeping.
Blind eyes
Unable to see
The storm,
Love levels in silence.
Sea waves rising.
... 


Amazon drying
For fresh flesh and blood
Parasites stretch;
The world,
Running out of breath.

For how long

For how long

I talk of love, purity
I am a sissy
I talk of caprice, vice
Hatred, bombs, weapons
Am smart, taken seriously.

I worship Messiahs and Saints,
Chanting their words, I am all in tears,
While on the field, they're redundant, in vain
For there, I follow the stillborn Hitler.

I take occasional vacations
Go in the lap of nature.
While every part of it is a giver
I am a snatcher, taker
Or, to say the least, a beggar.

Mountains and rivers
Deserts, seas and oceans
Have treasures to offer.
By design, we distribute their fruition
To make the rich richer, the poor poorer,
If I turn around and say it's vulgar
I become the bad Peter.

Whatever I do, I compare, judge and compete
Who is more peaceful, more harmful
Between me and you,
How I can war, win and defeat!
Nature's acceptance is total and complete,
It doesn't recognise any warfare,
It shares, takes care and repeats.

Mistakes such as these
Abound in scores and dozens
Repeated in time and space
Paradise, by choice, has become a prison.
For how long, one doesn't
Know, this failing game will continue,
For how long, without logic, atonement and reason
We will have to beat the blues.

Words into action

I am a storehouse of words.
Yet I am so far from the lighthouse.
Meaningless churning of words
Freezing in the knowledge mart,
No walking the talk is what's making it worse,
The worried world, no wonder, is falling apart.

I don't hate the sin, I hate the sinner
Instead of loving, I fight with my neighbour
Yet I know the scripture by heart
And the sacred eight-fold path;
I have full knowledge of Trinity
I never miss prayers to the supreme.
What I haven't learnt is to put the divine words into action,
Hence I keep my heaven unsafe,
Leaving it perpetually in the dark.

If my words do not inspire,
If they fail to empower,
If they hurt, hate, not heal
If they kill with skill,
Then what is the use
Of melodious prayers
Arranged with lifeless letters,
Engaged in the failing battle of win-lose?

When wise words are put into action,
Our Intolerance would fly off like the dove,
The golden garden will bloom into fruition,
Where the winsome paradise will fall in love.

Oh times

Who is the liar
Who says time
Waits for none?
For it doesn't leave,
It stays with me
All the time. 

Winner

I was set to sail,
On a paper boat.
Others had battleships,
I wasn't focused to win,
Just barged in
Without contemplating
The winds.

When the waters
Touched my tool,
I couldn't keep afloat
Appeared like a fool
Went round and round
Until I had to drown.

Deep inside
I settled for a while;
The spirit in me
Swam like a submarine.
Although out of sight
I reached the other side.

I saw everyone there
Fatigued, lost, sad
Standing hand in hand.
There was one loner
Standing like a loser,
He was also glad
As a single solo winner.

Stars

You must be a winner?
To be in the good books
Of self-help?
What about the authors
Who're writing their stories
On life's page?
Surviving with resilience
Despite odds, hard work?
Slogging for their families
Yet not making it right?
Would you never let them write?

They’re caged in credit cards, EMIs
Shelved forever as losers?
They fall every moment, never succumb
Only winners would you welcome?
You neglect them in silence
Though in the defeat, lies their success.

They're the warriors
Who battle in the game
Their names are quite defamed;
These readers need to be written
Aren't daily losers the real winners!

The majority who lose
Yet participate on the stage
Kudos to you my friends!
You are the dudes from whom
People should learn to strive,
You need to be heard and read
How you fall and rise
Every day and night
Like the stars in the sky!

Belief system

Our belief systems,
The real mayhem.
Like a child, we are
Far too blind,
Cannot breathe
Without them.

We need to change
The pattern of thoughts,
Chaining us for years
In our compelling cage.

It is difficult to
Convince a teenager
That being thirty
Isn't quite old,
By running after oil
We're running into holes
Energies are drained,
Real issues, put on hold.

It is impossible to explain
Those dumb delinquents
That nuclear weapons
Flaunting toys of
Boisterous boys
Do not make anyone bold.

Proverbs and words
Fail to achieve their goals,
Juvenile fads
Mesmerized with
All that glitters
As charmingly gold.

And all that litters
In the oceans and the seas
Thanks to the immature
Business wannabes
Is creating ruckus
In the world manifold.

Between hell and heaven
Lies the belief system;
Change the way
We'd played the game,
We'll not get suffocated
In the claustrophobic air
Wars will wither, peace will reign.

Pure bliss

Practise and come to a state
From where you cannot not
Love and bless,
Even those who come and
Openly slap on your face.

This is not weakness, this
Is inner power, infinite bliss. 

Target

Target

Target is like a tiger
On which we ride
Getting off it
Kills our pride. 

Information

Information

Information is king?
It is nothing!
Speak the truth,
The missing tooth.