Friday, 31 March 2017

SOME LIVE................!


SOME LIVE................!

Some live a life of the dead,
As energetic as a silhouette’s shade,
A river without water,
A book without a letter..........!

Some live until they breathe their last,
Until they are mingled in the dust,
Until their life's dusk,
Until they turn into a hollow husk......!

But some live even long after their demise,
For the entire humanity, remain a ‘priceless prize’,
Transcend the boundary of Immortality,
And become synonyms for the Eternity.........!

Would that I could live like the last,
Could breathe even after breathing my last……!


©Shankar D Mishra  Posted on my blog on 30 .03.2017 Please forward this poem to your friends.

Thursday, 30 March 2017

PLEASE PLANT MORE TREES


PLEASE  PLANT MORE TREES


Please, do plant more and more trees
For the more cool and pure breeze
For the Nature’s more efficient fridge
For the timely rain water - the Elysian nectar
For the improvement in the current matter
For the Earth to relish, rejoice and glitter!

Please, do plant more and more trees
To build a green and verdant bridge
Between the Earth and the Heaven,
Oh! The angry glare of the Sun to lessen.
To replace the thick, festering smog
With pearly, silvery dew, mist and fog!

Please, do plant more and more trees
More colours to the mundane Eden garden to add
To watch the gambols of deer, bear and leopard
To view the joyous dance of the flowers with glees
To enjoy the lively feasts of the leaping, swaying fruits
To feel the faster  down-ward run of the long glad roots!


Please, do plant more and more trees
To elongate the buzzing of the busy bees
The safe levels of the huge seas to maintain
The songs of cuckoos and nightingales to enliven
To stop staking the Globe’s Eco-system on lease
To block the ways of calamities that ruin and seize!

Please, do plant more and more trees
For the more lasting laughters of the diligent peasants
Due to more yields of crops – a token of their due fees.
For the sweeter twitters, chirps, croons and chants
For the better and brighter tomorrows
With the exile of all miseries and sorrows!

Please, do plant more and more trees
To, the Solar System placate and please
To lengthen the breath of the Earth
To re-establish respite, laughter and mirth
To maintain the customary Nature’s cycle – a boon
To heave a sigh of universal relief and reprieve soon.

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Wednesday, 29 March 2017

HOW CAN THIS WORLD BE MADE A HEAVEN?


HOW CAN THIS WORLD BE MADE A HEAVEN?

This is so vast, rare and unique a world;
Gifted with rich mines of platinum, diamond and gold
Replete with lakes, springs, rivers, seas and oceans
Teemed with beautiful plants, creatures and mountains
Bestowed with miraculous science, technology and brains
Endowed with magical bikes, cars, buses, trains and planes!
Amenities are abundantly available at finger tips
Space is conquered by spacecrafts; water by ships.
Comfort, luxury and pleasure are accumulated in heaps
Tickets are booked before months for long distance trips
Diseases are disabled by novel, Nobel Researches
The world beyond is fetched in a jiffy by Net searches!
Yet, all the aforesaid are only for the privileged men
What does it matter to the poor, deprived children?
Do the deserts gain, if in the water bodies, it rains?
What do they gain if the Poles are cooled with fans?
Today, million stomachs are yet to be adequately fed
Today, million shelters are yet to be inevitably made
Today, million minds are yet to be indispensably taught
Today, million bitter battles are yet to be bravely fought
Today, million forests are yet to be imperatively planted
Today, million wants are yet to be benevolently granted
Today, million wounds are yet to be successfully healed
Today, million perpetrators are yet to be nabbed and stilled
Today, million men are yet to be saved from being cruelly killed
Today, million corruption cases are yet to be effaced and nilled
Today, million harmful ozone holes are yet to be urgently mended
Today, million culprits are yet to be duly punished and reprimanded
Today, million anti-humans are yet to be boldly, immediately jailed
Today, million innocent captives are yet to be released and bailed
Today, million pending, teasing issues are yet to be sensibly settled
Today, million puzzles are yet to be correctly solved and fizzled
Today, million dark clouds are yet to be removed and unloomed
Today, million smiles are yet to be blossomed and bloomed
Today, million under nourished engines are yet to be driven
Then only can this world be made for all a blissful a Heaven. 

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