Thursday, August 27, 2009

Life...

This one could have been versed better as well...

We failed to realize the true meaning of life
Nor could we comprehend the worth of sacrifice .
We were supposed to be the Greatest Creation on Earth
Unrepentant though we are at having degraded our worth ;
Responsible are we wholly, for this tragic state,
For warfare and combat, have determined our fate .
“ Where the mind is without fear ” exists no more
Anger and hatred being the only wealth in store ;
This Supreme Being, whose talent was great
But lost has he it in a disgraceful state .
We get just a lifetime to prove our worth
And make should we the most of it from our very birth ;
We were born to fly across the sky
And rise above perils, however high .
But as our enemies threaten our very survival
Challenged do we stand against such rivals ;
Defeat we have to such foes any,
And change we shall our Destiny …

Monday, August 10, 2009

A stranger in my abode...

This is one of my earlier poems that I believe could have been versed better...

Where was the muddy lane, where I walked bare feet?
And the lake where I spent half a day;
And from where did these roads of stones and concrete
And skyscrapers, replace the old houses of clay?

And where were my friends, I left long ago
And my buddies who acted in the pantomimes;
As no face in the crowd, could I conjure
For twenty years was no trifle of a time.

And why looked so sad; the old banyan tree?
Where I spent my blissful evenings
A friend and guide, it was to me
Had befriended none since our parting.

I would talk to it for hours at a stretch
And on anything under this constant sun;
And the letters, I would on its bark warily etch
Seemed to have faded into oblivion.

I had expected everything to be as same as before
Even the barren lands where grass refused to grow,
But a flourishing township and much more
Waited, when I returned from Heathrow.

For time had never been taught to wait
And as I looked down the concrete road,
I could barely recognize our own chalet
And a stranger I felt in my own abode.