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UNITY OF SPIRIT

Though come black and white rich and pauper,elite and down trodden,big and small merge into each other,there is no difference remain at all.

Is black is black and white is white

There is something else deep inside

There is energy, motion, feeling emotion

Which dissolves into unity of superconscious notion

If all is same and nothing is different then why there is so much hindrance

Why white envy black and birth determines fate.

How taller becomes superior than small

Is it natural or rule of dominance where one fits all.

Is day seems brighter if there will be no night

Will there be relevance of dark if there is no white.

What we see what we percieve what we express are they real or illusion.

Do Our mind think is right or it is mere dillusion.

Fragrance of the flower chirping of the bird babble of the river,light of the sun. They are not different they are one.

There went the shepherd climbing mountainous land.He has nothing to accompany him but herds of lamb.

He has found solace in his solitude.

There is no shepherd there is no lamb.

Duckling, fawn, lion cub all are different and all are same.

Only the wise will embrace the truth who has knowledge of the gem.

REVENGE

My body shivered heart broken mind gone insane.

I quivered in my shell my mind was not ready for pain

It was the last blow my gentleness can sustain

My heart wept loud I was determined for revenge

I locked my heart with golden key and threw it into the sea

I will not be accessible any more how near she will be

IN MEMORY OF LOVED ONES

All the departed soul who left us untimely bereaved you will be remembered.

You will be remembered as you fought bravely against the enemy of humanity who has voted to eliminate all human kind

You will be remembered as you have not bent the knee and fought verociously and forced this virus to change its ammunition time and again

You will be remembered as the first droplets of rain who sacrifice themselves in the desert in order to rejuvenate the entire humanity

You will be remembered when virus is defeated and situation will be under control.

You will be remembered as inspiration for change of system for demand of good medical fecilities

You will be remembered by our children by children of our children and by their children and so on in stories of bravery of their forefathers who fought gallantly with the enemy who comes time and again in different form to eliminate humanity.

It does not matter how scorching and strong the Sun is.A blow of gentle cool wind is enough to bring new Hope

Tackling Negativity

We all have negative experience in Our lives.It is upon us to discard the negativity and go with positivity or to stick with negativity and accumulate the darkness.That darkness will accumulate to become so huge that your whole personality will collapse to form a huge black hole.Every form of goodness- loyalty trust faith Compassion love Care sink into it and dies a horrible death.A chain reaction will be initiated which will spread suspicion insecurity jealousy envy cruelty ill-will animosity and hatred,which will engulf you and surrounding around you for eternity.

Irony Of Having Trust Is That It Gets Broken

At One Point Of Time We All Need A Person In Our Life Who takes Our Hand In His Hands And Says Your Heart Needs Soothing My Love

State of Peace Passes through Path of Chaos

"When you love some one love with such a passion that your words make mark on her heart, your touch make marks on her soul so deeply that thousands year from now that mark remains and she yearns for that love till time immemorial".

— by  ASIF

" Grief of a Soul".

Cuckoos Nest

Taunted by the birds of the jungle,to put rumour to the rest a cuckoo decided let build a nest

She gathered straw and leaves and everything which is needed

Learnt from other birds how the leaves are beaded

Somehow able to build a clumsy nest

Sit to lay the eggs done her best

She was gifted with beautiful voice but had no pointed beak

She lacked the crafting skill so nest made was weak

Crows came to know about the happenings

They decided to add some seasoning

Crows gathered and started to praise

What a beautiful architecture like michelangelo at his best

The precision with which the nest was crafted

Battista should learn how art is drafted

It has such a magnificent dome

Which has faded the beauty of chapels of the Rome

The skill with which its foundation is laid on the mound

It looks like precious diamond in the crown

Flattered by the praise Cuckoo layed the egg

Space was congested so she stretched the leg

Nest was weak could not bear the load

Strong wind was also on board

Nest was shattered eggs rolled down the mound

Whole dream of cuckoo was lied on the ground

POETIC SOCIETY

When you love some one love with such a passion that your words make mark on her heart,your touch make marks on her soul so deeply that thousands year from now that mark remains and she yearns for that love till time immemorial

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People's opinion are dangerous if you don't know yourself.They are like colourful sunglasses which make the world visible but in the colour which others want you to see

People often act like Cuckoos they park their anger frustration depression in other mind and go on stroll

Voice of the river

From the cliff of the mountain roaming through the jungle telling numerous tell,listen the voice of the river

Moving slowly with grief of detachment when it comes down from the cliff like a new born baby who cry with fear when it is taken away from her mother

Its stream are cuddled in the womb of mountain,reluctant to go but destiny is bound to happen.It has to fall it has to fall to rise again

It moves slowly reluctantly unknowingly that it will fall and be known as spring.But destiny is written that it has to fall.

It yells with roaring noise when it falls that sound may be pleasant to those who adore it but it is sound of fear of grief of anger of detachment from affectionate womb of mother.

O visitor enjoying the picturesque fall do you hear the pain, just listen,listen to the voice of the river

O man don't you see the calmness when you visit the river bank.The silence the stillness it has got after wandering here and there like a galloping deer loses its hope when it is striked under its predator paw.Listen the helpless hopeless voice of the river

Do you feel the cool wind it is nothing but call of a bedridden old man who has lost his warmth and agility but it has to flow

It has to flow irrespective of conditions adverse or favourable because it has to meet its destiny.O man listen the grief ridden voice of the river

Now the time came,the time came to get submerged into its beloved soul leaving behind all its sorrow, grief despair vices virtue love and affection for the world to remember

O man have you listened the true voice of the river

-ASIF-

POETRY

“When proven wrong, the wise man will correct himself and the ignorant will keep arguing.”

— Ali ibn Abi Talib

Voice of the river

From the cliff of the mountain roaming through the jungle telling numerous tell,listen the voice of the river

Moving slowly with grief of detachment when it comes down from the cliff like a new born baby who cry with fear when it is taken away from her mother

Its stream are cuddled in the womb of mountain,reluctant to go but destiny is bound to happen.It has to fall it has to fall to rise again

It moves slowly reluctantly unknowingly that it will fall and be known as spring.But destiny is written that it has to fall.

It yells with roaring noise when it falls that sound may be pleasant to those who adore it but it is sound of fear of grief of anger of detachment from affectionate womb of mother.

O visitor enjoying the picturesque fall do you hear the pain, just listen,listen to the voice of the river

O man don't you see the calmness when you visit the river bank.The silence the stillness it has got after wandering here and there like a galloping deer loses its hope when it is striked under its predator paw.Listen the helpless hopeless voice of the river

Do you feel the cool wind it is nothing but call of a bedridden old man who has lost his warmth and agility but it has to flow

It has to flow irrespective of conditions adverse or favourable because it has to meet its destiny.O man listen the grief ridden voice of the river

Now the time came,the time came to get submerged into its beloved soul leaving behind all its sorrow, grief despair vices virtue love and affection for the world to remember

O man have you listened the true voice of the river

-ASIF-

POETRY

Enigma of Love

It feels cold and hot

It feels sour and sweet

It feels dark and light

It feels elated and suspecious

It feels being on earth and on cloud nine

Sweet feels more sweeter

Sour feels less sour

Nature seems beautiful to embrace

but fear to loose

Every one seems stranger except one

Every thing seems special with one

Everything loose meaning without one

Icecream melts fast in the mouth

Choclate tastes more chocolaty

It is love or enigma of love

Please tell me my Love.

Arch Angel

Born as a girl in any part of the world where male dominance is prevalent where girls are considered as disgrace,fought with patriarchal norms to create her mark

Born to poor parents,struggling to make life worth living,fought against all odds,became the torch bearer

Born as coloured among white dominant race, fought against racism became the hope of thousand of coloured people

Born as citizen with free will,dare to challenge the authoritarian rule giving their life so that other shine in the light of liberty and freedom

Born as minority where majority dominates the system,fought to get their rights

Born as low caste where society is divided into caste and fought to get dignity of life

Born as a man whose hearts bleed where equality is undermined,freedom and liberty are in shackles and where humanity is degraded

They are the arch angels

They are the arch angels as they dared to raise voice against cruelty

injustice, discrimination,inequality

They are the arch angels as they die thousand deaths so that humanity lives

They are the arch angels as they create hope for many in despair

They are the arch angels in form of human on the earth.

Enchanted Forest Queensland, Australia Photograph: Kevin De Vree

Betrayal: You begin to loose trust ,it is the bad impact of betrayal but worst is something dies inside you and that is your innocence

POETIC SOCIETY

Typing error:manifestation,not msnifestation

When Your heart and mind are in peace with each other than Universe reveals its secret upon you

Passionate lover

Far away in the cold west

There lives a pair of bird in their nest

The couple were young when they met

Fell in love at their first date

It has been several year of their courtship

But not able to give warmth to their relationship

Every year mother hatches the egg with hope

To give birth to healthy babies and nurture them to make a flock

But the nature was harsh and weather was cold

Chicks die when they became little old

There was no end to the mother pain

Life seems to be burden, all efforts in vain

One day the couple felt warm wind from the east.

We should fly to the land decided the beast

Other birds stopped warn them of the danger

It is very mad to venture a place so stranger

Couple heard no one, flew towards the wind

Hoping that one day their agony will come to end

Flew for several months braving the cold weather

Traveling across several seas and mountain has weakened their feathers.

There was a mighty mountain before the last post

Flew with utmost strength to beat the mighty ghost

Their wings got broken body fell from the sky

Reached to the destination,no need to fly.

It is said that every year flock of bird from west

Fly across the mountain to show them respect.

-ASIF-

POET SOCIETY

An empty pocket, a starved belly and an anxious eye can teach you thousand valuable lessons than any book ever be

Geting disturbed by negative thought.

Relax, take a deep breath and remember your personality is greater than any thought.

Feeling down....................RISE

Feeling hurt...................... RISE

Feeling disappointed.......RISE

Feeling rejected................RISE

Feeling broken..................RISE

Feeling deserted..............RISE

Feeling lost. ................RISE

Feeling cheated................RISE

Feeling incinerated..........RISE

Feeling Fallen ..................RISE

...............Rise as ADAM rose

...............Rise like a Pheonix

..............Rise from the ashes

-ASIF-

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