Teachers

Not the Syllabus but a mentor moulds our belief,

Wrongly they practiced or else why exists grief;

Innumerous were schooled within the walls,

Urban or rural, still peace crawls amongst all;

We witnessed how projectors diffused,

Into temples of learning, politicking stews;

The poorer the land, more hunger games,

Inhabitants/students embraced with no guilt or shame;

The well healed too succumbed to this ordeal,

Insecurity amongst them, text books sealed;

Perturbed they were for recognition & awards,

This complex touched all lands, big or small;

Arduous, not to teach, but to transform minds,

Politicos, turned the academicians eyes blind;

Then became habit, pattern was erected,

Proliferated, inebriated, but never corrected;

Reform if not witnessed here, then would be carried,

From this planet to another, one cult to succeeding creed;

So prayeth to evolve good administrators & precepters,

As terra needs refined teachers, not theoretical successors :)

© Pranav Chaturvedi 2017

Romeo & Juliet (Fiction)

Scene 1 : A Coffee Shop

(Enters Juliet (unaware of Romeo's presence). She sees him, walks closer & whisper....)

Juliet:

O Jealous Boy! Still enwreathed with wall built on the prodigy of love & hate?

(Takes a seat in front of him, crosses her legs & continues....)

Sequestered thoughts respired, now testify to your reflection, be hushed or engraved!

Wretched I feel to discern only two impressions on sand; none afore or on either side,

Never the prejudice fell O Dear, blameth perceptions & your forsaken pride;

Look at the sunset, eyes perceive with rapture; but to it none prays,

For they prayeth the rising one, there are no fifty shades of grey!

Never heart & mind worked in unison, but played my strings to bring peace,

To your soul; Now down with white flag, tell, what these countless steps shalt mean?

Romeo:

For there's a reason I shalt not call you - my love; a sin I might commit!

You dwell in someone else's realm; spake no words but proposals you submitted;

Had understood, might surmised there no pride or hate reside,

Still adulate the proffer & that last goodbye kiss, exulted I am today to see your 'Million Dollar' Smile;

Empyrean! even for once been perceived with rapture as only wicked envisage the other part,

Chose what we desired, shalt leave it behind with gleeful feelings in our heart;

Why fabricate contrived structures? This is no Time where pious words connote,

Let's sail with the essence of blended Mocha & destiny on our chosen boats :)

© Pranav Chaturvedi 2017