An Empty Pocket, A Starved Belly And An Anxious Eye Can Teach You Thousand Valuable Lessons Than Any

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

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4 years ago

Be aware of the invisible hand

They will come disguised as friend but they are not.

They will come in the form of empathy but they will give you pain.

Be aware of invisible hand as they will show you love but they have hidden agenda.

They will shower affection and care but They have wicked motive to control you,to control your body and soul.so be aware....

life lesson


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4 years ago

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


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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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4 years ago
People's Opinion Are Dangerous If You Don't Know Yourself.They Are Like Colourful Sunglasses Which Make

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


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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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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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