LIFE METAPHOR

Walking along the river’s edge
A couple smiled and flushed their face
The nature everywhere in their care
Walking they went through dampen forest
Missing the past love, further they went
Mistakenly stepping into the icy lake
With each step of their warmth
Cracks the frozen water of the lake
Further they went, deeper they sank
Into the mire of the ice cold damp
Warmth of their life long gone
In the motionless dampen pond
Holding each other, the couple cried
In the depth of the freezing pond
Each and every step is pulling down
In the perilous quicksand pond
The flame and gleam of their days gone
In the hasty choice to step in the frosty pond
Blaming each other for their disaster
Deeper and deeper the couple sank.

London

 London

I walk along the red brick street
Of the empire state of the recent time
‘Financial capital’ of the new definition
The wonder of men and machines
For everyone: higher and lower classes
Achievement and miracle of the universe
I wonder in the peoples’ profusion
Unmatched of all time: past, present and future
My eyes fathom out the contrast
In the fabulous Ferrari driven glittering street
Each and every face, I see in the crowd
I only see anger, anxiety and anguish
Fear and terror in every face
Child, adult, man and woman
Have tears and toils in every tales
In the jewelled and dazzled streets
Human have unheard hearse
No touch, no feelings and no heart
I only see humanoid robotic machine
Always hastily
Walking in the streets.

RELIGION

Wonder and thunder of mystery,

Religion exists far and wide,

In every heart of all colour and creed

With fear, with reverence, with knowledge or ignorance.

Critics moan: it is not science, it is not seen, and it is not proved,

East to west, up and down, religion exists

With deep and great trepidation and admiration.

Questions remain answered or unanswered

What? Who?  Where?  How?  When?

Answer is there: God as a transcendent being, messiah, the creator, the preserver

Redemption, Mokshya, enlightenment, Nirvana

Always guides us humanity in the right path and pace

Love, peace and fraternity of all caste and creeds.

Every religion advocates: Murder is sin but why there is murder?

Every religion tells: no adultery, has it happened?

No theft or lies, is the teaching of all religions

But is it really true or are they teaching lies?

Either you read Bible, Veda, Tripitak, Torah, Koran or Grantha

All teach love, peace and fraternity among all humanity

Do we see anything happening?

Like the saying in the religious teaching

Comes the questions from far and wide

Each and every responsible religious preacher

Would say: our religion would not preach

The barbaric butchery of any soul

We believe in peace and so we teach.

Has it happening today:

In Afghanistan and in Pakistan, in India and in China

Gunning down in Europe and America

Happening here, there and everywhere

Murder fidel or infidel

Is this the religion?

Is this you teach?

Religion is peace

Religion is love

Religion is brotherhood

Religion is friendship among all faiths

Can we not pray?

Brahma, Bishnu, Buddha

Krishna, Christ, Confucian

Mahesh, Mohammed, Messiah

Gurnanak,   Allah, Isah

Sai, sage, saint, nun or nymph

We pray you all

Make us realise the truth and not be fool

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LONDON

I walk along the red brick streets

Of the empire state of the ancient aeon

‘Financial capital’ of the new definition

The wonder of men and machines

Everywhere: higher and lower

Achievement and miracle of the universe

I wonder in the peoples’ profusion of possessions

Unmatched of all time: past, present and imminent

The dazzling crown of jewels.

My eyes fathom out the contrast

What we see, believe and realise

Each and every face I see in the crowd

In the fabulous Ferrari driven glittering streets

I only see anger, anxiety and distress

Fear and terror in every face

Child, adult, man and woman

Have tears and toils in every tales

The jewelled and glittered streets

But the crowds of human create unheard hearse

No touch, no feelings, and no heart

I only see inhuman robotic machines

Walking in the streets

Running in the streets.

(15th January, 2013 London)

PEACE AGREEMENT

One day a gang of vulture ruminate to renovate

Their dead ideology of torture and slaughter

Crafting the idea of ‘old item into new package’

The scavengers stepped out of the cavern

Grinning their faces with hiding beaks

Moving, walking and flying far and wide

The vulture squad paraded here and there

Inside and outside the boundary and barriers

As a practice to play foul and befool

Before coming out of the forest fires

Wiping their bloody hands with sponge and spray

Exonerate their felony and fault of the past

“We are spick and span and ready to expand

Our helping hands,” the gangsters said in one voice.

Group of pigeons heartily hugged vultures’ choice

And welcomed with enthusiasm in one voice

Tired of the conflicts and conspiracy

Of internal and external bureaucracy

For the sake of peace and democracy

“We have given up all our past”,

“Hunting, fighting killing all elapsed”

“Our thought, philosophy and memory all erased”

Like the magic of the software net

Like the deletion of all the virus of the computer set

Clapping and thrilling came from afar

At the new logic of friendship and love

Peace agreement

Between the slayer scavengers and peaceful pigeons.

Alas the pigeons knew their number dwindling day and night

Under the watchful eyes of far and wide: western eyes

Not an iota of thought until the vegetarian vultures

Gulped down the pigeons one by one showing their real face

Thus peace loving pigeons vanished in vultures’ violent blood bath.

(15th Aug, 2012, Kathmandu)

                                   

IMMIGRANT

I am an immigrant, landless and identity less
no country, no citizenship and nowhere to go
the country of my birth repulsed me
saying 'menace to national security.'

'Love for freedom and democracy'
the biggest crime - I committed
I was a threat to dictatorship
who is detested with "freedom" and "liberty"
and the new land adopted me
being messiah of an innocent man
on "human rights" ground.

Milked me, milked me and milked me
in my creative young age
now with new rule, I am driven out
no home, no place, no friends
nowhere to go in my old age

I am completely voiceless.
Oh messiah state, tell me where is my country?
Where should I go?
I must have somewhere to step in
that is my basic of the basic rights
“To whom shall I tell my grief?”

LONDON RIOT

Is it the need or greed?

Debate arose- inside No 10 and beyond
The outsiders argued – it is the need
Selection between ‘life and death’
It is the ‘survival of existence’
‘Food, shelter and clothing’
The ‘basic of the basic needs’
What is not done when life is in the brink?
Came the point straight from those

In TV, in newspapers, in radio and in every debate
the outsiders presented their story
blaming to the insiders for all the faults.

Then came the defence from the insiders
“It is all greed- not the need”
Need is to feed not firing and burning
Looting and killing without any purpose or aim.
The cities looked like civil war ravaged location
Where looters and dacoits rein the streets
through threat, abduction and murder
the points were genuine as the combustible scenes

Of destructions and devastation were clear to be convinced.

Then came the third theory:
"Lack of moral values and social norms
lack of appropriate education

It is the culture, came clear point.
There was pin drop silence for a while

In an approval of nodding their heads.