POETRY:All existence Is being, becoming and withering And a tension between Imagination and experience.
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A poet never dies, he goes on forever. No grave can bury him. No monument can confine him. A poet is for all times, and for all climes.
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Life ! Everything hinges on a lie, A feathery fascination Of leaky souls and dwindling - personalities. Hence, 'Act in your life As if you are going to live forever, And live your life As if you are going to die tomorrow'.
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Nothing is constant, all seeming, All time-bound trivialities. I accept the receding seasons — As day wheels the night, And night wheels the day.
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Life, a criss-cross crisis Amidst dwindling destinies Delirious dreams And diabolic disillusions.
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Oh God ! Give me a moment of love For a handful of gold And give me an eye That can see others hearts In barter of gold.
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In the trance of existential tumult Lets enjoy the lilting present Dancing to the titillating tunes of today Living and realizing life to the brim, And forgetting the forlorn hopes Of jigsaw puzzle life.
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Home of course is sweet and serene For those who discover symphonies of hearts Home is a place where your heart belongs...
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Religion ! The very word is nauseating With the stink Of human hatred and barbarism Then, where is God's benevolence ? But the question is 'Whose God' ?
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Remember, life is a conglomeration Of farewells and reunions, Hopes and fulfillments, Peace and despair, tears and laughter.
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Try to wakeup, at every new dawn Like a fresh dew drenched petal, Live life for the day, and leave the rest to oblivion, Longing for a new day and a new experience.
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Reality is to realize The being within oneself And to become conscious Of the now, the moment The here and around. The rest is — Ambiguity and ambivalence.
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There should be laughter and smile everywhere My hands should create the new language of love New alphabets of equality New syllables of solace So that, fire flies may weave manuscript Of man's rainbow dreams.
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Man's life on earth a visioned march From darkness to light From untruth to righteousness : From death to immortality "when love arrives, all needs and flaws are gone..
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