Thursday, September 29, 2022

A Witness, Recycled!

 

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,

Friday, September 16, 2022

The Rhythm

 

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,

Monday, September 12, 2022

The Skin & The Stone

 

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.

Wednesday, August 24, 2022

Species Another!

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.

Tuesday, August 16, 2022

The Best Era Dilemma!

 

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!

Monday, August 15, 2022

Swaying Aspects!

 

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.

Tuesday, August 2, 2022

Terms, I Coined!

 

Some of the Causal Terms, I Coined:

DOA -> Doctrine of Assuage.

PBWOM -> Performance Based Work Oriented Management.

AAFIC -> Acute Academic-Financial Inferiority Complexes.

Tuesday, July 26, 2022

A Pigeon

 

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.

Thursday, July 21, 2022

Who Could Not……

 

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.