UNITY OF SPIRIT

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.

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journey of river from its youth to old.through this poem river is personified and its all phases of growing up and its feeling is shown

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


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4 years ago
Arch Angel

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.


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4 years ago

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


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4 years ago

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

— Ali ibn Abi Talib


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4 years ago

Life is blessing live it to fullest

Embrace every moment as it is not coming back.

life changing thoughts.motivational

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4 years ago
journey of river from its youth to old.through this poem river is personified and its all phases of growing up and its feeling is shown

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


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