State Of Peace Passes Through Path Of Chaos

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

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

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.

“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

Enchanted Forest Queensland, Australia Photograph: Kevin De Vree

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

Passionate lover

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....

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