One
saw, said, commended, condemned,
Who
was once, isn’t now, wouldn’t be, maybe;
A
witness testified its life & of others,
Yet couldn’t realized a day, why turned into anyone,
One
saw, said, commended, condemned,
Who
was once, isn’t now, wouldn’t be, maybe;
A
witness testified its life & of others,
Yet couldn’t realized a day, why turned into anyone,
The nightingale’s presence feel
gleeful,
when felt,
Not in sorrows, or wherein crows
be sought to feed;
So as when the night's loved or
day's caressed, in wandering,
For thousand years eroded
what the flow,
Or broken, in pieces thousand
times;
The skin, one day, on eve, touched in awe,
Felt if thousand years were spent
in lies.
Flashes, of images, in last goodbye,
Before closing of a chapter or the eyes;
Yet ain’t conscious, whether unlocked truth,
Like animals multiplied, burning good wood.
Rationalists
alike Mr. Pinker or Mr. Harari say: This is the best Era compared to any
other recorded historical past. Albeit my credentials aren’t equivalent to
the likes of mentioned respectable gentlemen, but, does this statement acknowledge all
sides?
Historical past followed sinusoidal patterns. There had been eras with golden period of flowing gold, milk & wine; And then, there were diseases, destructions & deaths. Déjà vu!
On the horizon afar,
there’s this shimmering sun,
The ocean thought, it
could be swallowed, unnoticed;
Whilst in moonless
night, ocean itself lit by stars,
Day another, thundering clouds engulfing all, promoted.
Some of the Causal Terms, I Coined:
DOA -> Doctrine of
Assuage.
PBWOM -> Performance
Based Work Oriented Management.
AAFIC -> Acute Academic-Financial Inferiority Complexes.
In early morning on the door of window,
A pigeon would come empty is its beak;
Alike teary eyed child who returns home,
Longing to be greeted with mother’s recipe as treat.
What remained undiscovered,
Let there be a status quo,
Else with hands of ignorant shalt be consumed;
Who merely dissect, yet there’s no end,
To quench its thirst rather to bloom.