Republic India

 

A new name to me which I received on 26th Jan 1950,

Over the years I was changed from Bharat to Hindustan.

I saw peace; I saw blood, dreams of harmony always,

Many kings ruled, some failed, many successful.

My children the people of this land want me pure, generous

Now, I am India, I justify their needs!

 

Passion and courage in my pupils to protect my importance;

Those tears and laughs in my down’s and up’s

That anger and revenge against the forces that harm

I am thrilled and I want to survive, I want to live longer.

As said, I want to see Sanskrithi overcome Prakrithi;

Rule of nature tamed and polished by rule of culture: The Dharma.

I am India, land of richness, history of 10000 years!

 

I have darkness, but I have been shown the distant light; the saviour

The burns of my past should be the mark of my legacy,

Youth of this land is whom I rely; they see my future in them.

I want to see the innocence back; people help the needy, destroy the greedy;

Guide me through the vastness, feel my length and breadth with respect.

Women of this land feel safe, elders be treated with respect, have self-dignity;

I am a 64 year old Republic nation,

I am India, land of divinity, largest democracy!

 

Now Playing - Vande Mantaram

The World Stage

Stand alone on the plinth with billion to share,

A cold laugh within to bare the plentiful eyes watching;

End up talking myself, with a smile and approval in expression.

Is there a crowd to hear my voice, I ask always

No to realise, it’s I and always I to respond and  re-respond to oneself.

unaided  journey on this highway, success and failure is you who see;

illusion of hear and see of many, unrealistic is the colour of presence.

A walk with union was a topic to confer, how I find myself alone with no start and no end;

This contrast brings a perplexity to exist but, aren’t we all same in the race?

When stage is set with limited authority to talk, walk, reason to assess; we learn -

World seen by us is through us!

 

Now playing - One of the few, Pink Floyd

Hidden Wish

Soft jabber aloud from an infant, unaware of the horizons ahead;
Radiant eyes giving out a message to be firm on small surprises,
Heard and seen the harmony around, a try to express to the people around;
Many desires felt to be asked, and how soon they feel scarcity of time;
Giggle and laugh is the routine expression, glee become hymn’s,
Shouts and cry as the bare depression, hidden wishes are erased with time.

Life gives a halt to fulfillment, compromises sadden the youth phase;
Mind ponders on existence! It’s always a struggle to find questions for answers;
Boiling thoughts to give success a meaning, adds oil to the flame.
Responsibility to showcase will be a commitment than the dream saw at night,
Youth is in a dilemma of stability, unaware of the future which got to end someday;
Wishes remain unsaid in fear wondering how many can they be hidden.

Sense of completeness still in a half way, though age shows its lines on face;
More to accomplish with something lacking to achieve hurts the old heart.
Shadow of death can anytime merge into the light of life, in hurry to tick the wish list;
Ignorance prevail in loved ones, ageing life weeps for the warmth they are missed;
Final adieu to enigmatic world which always dismissed the needs, wishes unsaid buried along.
Almighty convinces the soul of another leased life, more wishes, incomplete, goes on!

Skandagiri Sunrise

Forbidden ...!!!

Emotions are carried rock hard, happiness display like a moss on a wet life;
Wishes are abundant to an energetic mind; prospect of hope is all left to outshine the fear of loss.
Mind and Body work on the notion of attainment, sense of hot air into a balloon about to take off.
Destiny written is worse to let know, to be glad is forbidden; it is late to comprehend the turmoil.

Savior was the love it showered on, many to offer, one to receive;
Every phase was blessed and life was delightful with the prized ones around, a desire to have it eternal crept in;
Small deviation was hard to blend, life was costumed like a rubber way; polluted world was with diluted dreams, it shrink the longitivity;
Imposed life took the hit, a fall from soothing warmth to an objecting abhorrence; forbidden was the word to the desired existence.

Now Playing - Buffalo soldier (Bob Marley)

Fiction

Festive continues in parallel lines, Illusion to meet remains off sign;

Ideal lessons reiterate, identical faces demonstrate, Sympathy as treasure.

Joy at every stage, survival at every phase, kind fellow travelers;

Magical figure personified, Imagination revamped reside in corners.

A Fictional life in search of reasons – Path shown in process of diverge.

Bright and colorful are the words, Lines written in fantasized thoughts;

Dreams go high, direction limitless, how creative can it be? Soaring success at every end.

Imaginary achievement, long lasting happiness, reached in seconds,

Roofless walls enclosed vertical bliss without a horizontal similarity.

A Fiction said is once heard – Scene of a token brain – Restless!!

Now playing - Fading (Rihanna)

Perception!

Sight of dawn covers the eye,
New hopes surround-of grand moments;
New day to reach a milestone awakes.

I follow my own shadow,
Madness to overtake it with difficulty.

Heartbroken to see my shadows give up;
Thoughts justify my victory.
Confused on a trail half traveled;

Perception of victory goes unreal.

Life change with new actions,
Prevalence of achievement stuck firm;

Desire to acquire happiness forever,
Smiling hearts and glowing face.

Sigh of relief for existing merry,
Reality haunts with change in time.

Perception of happiness goes deceptive.

Little I expect called love;
It showered from the day I born.

Many to share, many to give up;
Choices were made, joy was laid.

Poignant to see alone at end;
Frowned with disgrace at life, which
took a bend.

Perception to life goes traumatic.

Now playing - Waiting for the End to come .. LP :)