Blindness
is a blessing,
Where
eyesight fails to perceive properly;
It’s
better to be mute,
Where
tongue poisons hearts utterly!
A
curse is the birth,
That
kills other’s mirth;
Ignoble
is the life,
That
stabs souls like a knife!
A
hell is the shade,
That
scorches limbs and head;
Futile
is the fence,
That
filches crops men’s!
Vice
is the power,
That
injustice does shower;
Garbage
is the knowledge,
That
lacks virtue, nobility and glaze!
Useless
is the cultivation,
That
yields rigorous ruination;
Despicable
is the elevation,
That
blocks the path of salvation!
[This is
a National Award winning poem, published in “Samvedana” Mangalore, Karnatak,
2006]
Copyright:Shankar
D Mishra 31.05.2018
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