Hail O' Lord!
I adore you
For the stars that twinkle
The bloming flowers,birds that chirp;
The precious life that you give,
For my beautiful land
With a regardful hand.
Hope I
May love touch all realms
Let peace and brotherhood be in every heart.
May the day not come to hear
Pains and tears of grief
Mayn't a day be so near
To feel fear and unsafe to live.
May the day not come to see
Horrifying scenes in the street,
Blood splattered,people wailing
I pray to thee.
May there prevail
Peace and prosperity
For which I pray ever
You Almighty.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Thursday, October 23, 2008
THE JOURNEY
Ripples on still and silent morning sea
Birds chirped merrily
Flowers bloomed by the roadside,
Golden rays scattered among the cloud rifts;
We went on our way without any concern
We weren't glad,played no songs.
Neither smiled nor spoke a word.
As arrows of time flew,we quickened our pace
T'was noon,doves cooed in shade.
Leaves withered and whirled
Farmers and shepherds rested in shade.
I lay myself by the water,
Stretched my tired limbs on grass.
My complaints laughed and scorned at me
Held their heads high
Hurried on without rest
Crossed many meadows,lakes and hills,
Until vanished into the blue haze.
Salute you ,host of interminable path!
Mocked and reproach pricked me to rise
Still no response from me,I was lost
Buried among the gloomy humiliations.
But,in shadow of dim delight,
Warmth of sunshine glistened my heart
Made me surrender my soul,
Forgot for what I travelled .
Awake I from the deep slumber,danced and sang
Hope flooded my dreams.
How fool I was to fear
The path was long and wearisome
And struggle was too tough on my way!
Birds chirped merrily
Flowers bloomed by the roadside,
Golden rays scattered among the cloud rifts;
We went on our way without any concern
We weren't glad,played no songs.
Neither smiled nor spoke a word.
As arrows of time flew,we quickened our pace
T'was noon,doves cooed in shade.
Leaves withered and whirled
Farmers and shepherds rested in shade.
I lay myself by the water,
Stretched my tired limbs on grass.
My complaints laughed and scorned at me
Held their heads high
Hurried on without rest
Crossed many meadows,lakes and hills,
Until vanished into the blue haze.
Salute you ,host of interminable path!
Mocked and reproach pricked me to rise
Still no response from me,I was lost
Buried among the gloomy humiliations.
But,in shadow of dim delight,
Warmth of sunshine glistened my heart
Made me surrender my soul,
Forgot for what I travelled .
Awake I from the deep slumber,danced and sang
Hope flooded my dreams.
How fool I was to fear
The path was long and wearisome
And struggle was too tough on my way!
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
GLEAMING DREAM
It seemed to be a drizzling night
Fogs clothed the bony streets
Yes,that's it!
Dreams!Ah, a shore in solitude
Like the two pearls from bluish eyes
Me and my dreams-
Roaring,growling and falling in dismay
Too tired and wild
Helpless and utter hungry
The shadow carpets the golden frill.
Suffocated and breathless,
I jerk in fear.
My dreams are moving away
I shout,I howl.
Found losing my existence in drizzle
Fogs fastened my vocals
I sprawl my arms in darkness
Instantly I find-
Thousand of glow worms charge
Towards me.
So,I recharged for the next battle
And so I win
Day after day
Me and my dreams
A struggling venture
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
An Endless Spirit
Just a peep
Into the bizzare world
Clearing my blurred vision
My thoughts roam about.
As nostalgia lingers in the air
Golden days unfurl before me
My endless dreams, woven
About the thin threads of reality.
Suppressed by harsh realities,
Darkness seems all around
Timid and shy,
The noble still yet never wobble
A typhoon stirrs violently
To reveal thy true nature
A hope among the shinning stars.
Amidst the roaring crowd
A fading light strives
Flapping to fly high
Struggling to face hurdles live
Fearing no fear
Standing apart from peers
Not to bogged down by tears,
I stride forward.
Putting all questions to rest
To reach the zenith
Which still evades me
I leap forward
At a shearing pace.
Into the bizzare world
Clearing my blurred vision
My thoughts roam about.
As nostalgia lingers in the air
Golden days unfurl before me
My endless dreams, woven
About the thin threads of reality.
Suppressed by harsh realities,
Darkness seems all around
Timid and shy,
The noble still yet never wobble
A typhoon stirrs violently
To reveal thy true nature
A hope among the shinning stars.
Amidst the roaring crowd
A fading light strives
Flapping to fly high
Struggling to face hurdles live
Fearing no fear
Standing apart from peers
Not to bogged down by tears,
I stride forward.
Putting all questions to rest
To reach the zenith
Which still evades me
I leap forward
At a shearing pace.
Searching for love
Remain I solitude
None to rely on,
None to lean on
Still I continue my search on.
Where the end belies me, my strength fails me,
My hope drives me on
To bring back the days begone
Someone to keep me awake,
To bring my hopes,lost dreams aback
The meaning which I lost
The true meaning of my life.
A desire so unfulfilled
That's my love,I require
Not much,but a handful,if you can spare.
Standing alone at the life's edges,
Looking for someone across the hedges
True at heart,to save in my closet.
Is there one waiting for me yet?
Crave I for the love eternal
Still I want to lorry on,
If love isn't just an illusion.
None to rely on,
None to lean on
Still I continue my search on.
Where the end belies me, my strength fails me,
My hope drives me on
To bring back the days begone
Someone to keep me awake,
To bring my hopes,lost dreams aback
The meaning which I lost
The true meaning of my life.
A desire so unfulfilled
That's my love,I require
Not much,but a handful,if you can spare.
Standing alone at the life's edges,
Looking for someone across the hedges
True at heart,to save in my closet.
Is there one waiting for me yet?
Crave I for the love eternal
Still I want to lorry on,
If love isn't just an illusion.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
A Futile Dream
Strewn across by a gusty wind,
Scattered into innumerable pieces
Seemed lost among the woods,
The mynah craves for her nest
With hopes clinging to her crest,
Rising high across the stars
A dream too futile to seek
Yet with her efforts diluted,
She runs hither-tither
Picking up tiny specks,patiently
To rebuild her torn palace
A place worthy to live in
Shoving aside umpteen fears
I choose to stand aside
Yearn to burst out of the shell
To gleam, glow and glide
With tiny feathers
I fly high
Just to fall down.
Aware of my hurdles,
I continue my strife
With the rising sun,
My hopes rekindle,
My eyes sparkled
I believe, my thoughts
My dreams
No more distant
A day will come
Me and the mynah,
The helpless souls
Would stride ahead,
Among the beaming multitudes of smile
Dreaming doth,
On my grave lies,
A soul rests in peace.
Scattered into innumerable pieces
Seemed lost among the woods,
The mynah craves for her nest
With hopes clinging to her crest,
Rising high across the stars
A dream too futile to seek
Yet with her efforts diluted,
She runs hither-tither
Picking up tiny specks,patiently
To rebuild her torn palace
A place worthy to live in
Shoving aside umpteen fears
I choose to stand aside
Yearn to burst out of the shell
To gleam, glow and glide
With tiny feathers
I fly high
Just to fall down.
Aware of my hurdles,
I continue my strife
With the rising sun,
My hopes rekindle,
My eyes sparkled
I believe, my thoughts
My dreams
No more distant
A day will come
Me and the mynah,
The helpless souls
Would stride ahead,
Among the beaming multitudes of smile
Dreaming doth,
On my grave lies,
A soul rests in peace.
Life's a game
Life's a game'
None to tame,
None to blame
No rules, no schools
To substantiate thy claims
Tried I hard, but in vain
To remove the stinking stain
Lest it make me blunt and plain
Forever I fall
Thinking never to rise
Guess, it's nature's call
Even ice melts at sunrise.
Tis true, I do have vices
But not possessed by malaise
Maybe I ain't so geeky,stud
Just a faintly unfurling bud
Colours might be fade
Neverthless,none yet so dead.
Who cares?
I 'm God's best bet
Though maybe I
The perfectly imperfect made!
None to tame,
None to blame
No rules, no schools
To substantiate thy claims
Tried I hard, but in vain
To remove the stinking stain
Lest it make me blunt and plain
Forever I fall
Thinking never to rise
Guess, it's nature's call
Even ice melts at sunrise.
Tis true, I do have vices
But not possessed by malaise
Maybe I ain't so geeky,stud
Just a faintly unfurling bud
Colours might be fade
Neverthless,none yet so dead.
Who cares?
I 'm God's best bet
Though maybe I
The perfectly imperfect made!
Friday, April 11, 2008
Some anagrams
hey. just enjoy this piece...
Earthquake-That queer shake
Debit card-Bad credit
School master-The class room
Violence-nice love
Santa-satan
Dormitory-Dirty room
Snooze alarms-alas! no more Z's
Enraged-angered
Revolution-to love ruin
Helicopters-pilots cheer
Incomprehensible-a problem in chinese
Mother-in-law=Woman hitler
Payment received-every cent paid me
Halley's comet-shall yet come
Infection-fine tonic
Earthquake-That queer shake
Debit card-Bad credit
School master-The class room
Violence-nice love
Santa-satan
Dormitory-Dirty room
Snooze alarms-alas! no more Z's
Enraged-angered
Revolution-to love ruin
Helicopters-pilots cheer
Incomprehensible-a problem in chinese
Mother-in-law=Woman hitler
Payment received-every cent paid me
Halley's comet-shall yet come
Infection-fine tonic
Juvenile Jubiliation
hey... its a poem i wrote just after my class 10th board exams when there were a lot of suicide cases among the student community........
Juvenile Jubiliation
With exams approaching near
Time becomes so dear
What a pathetic situation
Seems everybody's in tension
Cramming upto seconds before,
Lest not we lag behind
Awaiting our death's galore
Strumming the nerves of our brain's doors
At last,an aura of jittery's over
jubliate,lets be jovial,
Come,lets celebrate till dawn's over
But lo!
Where are other guys?
Did everyone bade goodbyes?
To be at the forefront
Of a race,we everyday confront.
Money,pride,fame,
And of course,a pretty dame
Is this the world's all about?
I doubt.
They fail to make me proud
I fear,
Lest i be lost in the madding crowd
But,what's the buzz about?
Did anymore seed died before it sprout?
T'was his fault?
I dont know
Perhaps it was his destiny,
And of several others.
Juvenile Jubiliation
With exams approaching near
Time becomes so dear
What a pathetic situation
Seems everybody's in tension
Cramming upto seconds before,
Lest not we lag behind
Awaiting our death's galore
Strumming the nerves of our brain's doors
At last,an aura of jittery's over
jubliate,lets be jovial,
Come,lets celebrate till dawn's over
But lo!
Where are other guys?
Did everyone bade goodbyes?
To be at the forefront
Of a race,we everyday confront.
Money,pride,fame,
And of course,a pretty dame
Is this the world's all about?
I doubt.
They fail to make me proud
I fear,
Lest i be lost in the madding crowd
But,what's the buzz about?
Did anymore seed died before it sprout?
T'was his fault?
I dont know
Perhaps it was his destiny,
And of several others.
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Race
Race
Life's a race
A grave and mad rat race
Where evryone has to fight
To survive or face their plight.
A race, rather an absurd fight'
Where we do long
To be in limelight
A cut-throat fight,
To show our might
And prove ourselves right.
A race of humanity
Or probably of an acquainted brutality,
Where there are massacres
Of love, unity and peace-stakers
Of poor,whose life's a dread
For the woes and want of bread.
Let life be a race
But not a craze
Rather it be a golden trace
Of gay,charm and grace.
Life's a race
A grave and mad rat race
Where evryone has to fight
To survive or face their plight.
A race, rather an absurd fight'
Where we do long
To be in limelight
A cut-throat fight,
To show our might
And prove ourselves right.
A race of humanity
Or probably of an acquainted brutality,
Where there are massacres
Of love, unity and peace-stakers
Of poor,whose life's a dread
For the woes and want of bread.
Let life be a race
But not a craze
Rather it be a golden trace
Of gay,charm and grace.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
Some funstufff
hey......... here's some of anagrams of harry potter characters......... try to igure them out......
1.Sparse venues,2.Go unload love , 3.A moth sedan , 4.Flush cigar , 5.Slick airbus , 6. Dumb analog
7.unsnap the ski , 8.Pit-a -pat rival , 9.An old jeer
1.Sparse venues,2.Go unload love , 3.A moth sedan , 4.Flush cigar , 5.Slick airbus , 6. Dumb analog
7.unsnap the ski , 8.Pit-a -pat rival , 9.An old jeer
Being a tree
Emerging in haunts of cuckoo
Which wreathe the lawns
I sparkle out as the bijou
Clinging to nature's apron
With my exquisite green dress
I make the air remain ever fresh
With my twigs stretched,
They find an abode to rest.
My flowers-temple's offering
My fruits-really nourishing
But with onset of winter at town
My green dress perish down
The cuckoo, the huming bee
All desert me.
But grit as ever
Never do I waver
I pray 'mighty thee'
For a shower of rain,
To get my dress again.
Slowly and slowly
As I unfurl my viel
Of my everlasting trail,
I wear my green dress
To begin my life afresh...
Which wreathe the lawns
I sparkle out as the bijou
Clinging to nature's apron
With my exquisite green dress
I make the air remain ever fresh
With my twigs stretched,
They find an abode to rest.
My flowers-temple's offering
My fruits-really nourishing
But with onset of winter at town
My green dress perish down
The cuckoo, the huming bee
All desert me.
But grit as ever
Never do I waver
I pray 'mighty thee'
For a shower of rain,
To get my dress again.
Slowly and slowly
As I unfurl my viel
Of my everlasting trail,
I wear my green dress
To begin my life afresh...
Saturday, March 29, 2008
A tribute to my land...
The Mighty Brahmaputra..
Oh,Mighty Brahmaputra
Thou art so vast and deep
All the year moving so fast
Seem your surface's calm
But, the current underflowing
Rapid and thrust
The Umananda, Majuli is in your heart
Devotees worship Lord with trust
Sandhya-lalita-kanta
The well-known crysal streams
Crystals of everyone's dream
And Kamakhya,the holy shrine
All these, splendours of thine
p.s--This happens to be my first poem........ penned long ago.. when I was in class 7... Its a tribute to my land..to the mighty river which quenches the thirst of my people......
Oh,Mighty Brahmaputra
Thou art so vast and deep
All the year moving so fast
Seem your surface's calm
But, the current underflowing
Rapid and thrust
The Umananda, Majuli is in your heart
Devotees worship Lord with trust
Sandhya-lalita-kanta
The well-known crysal streams
Crystals of everyone's dream
And Kamakhya,the holy shrine
All these, splendours of thine
p.s--This happens to be my first poem........ penned long ago.. when I was in class 7... Its a tribute to my land..to the mighty river which quenches the thirst of my people......
You sow a thought, you reap an action
You sow an action, you reap a habit
You sow a habit, you reap a character
You sow a character, you reap your destiny
......... With these thoughts . i just try to pursue to put my thoughts in expressible form..
please leave your comments whenever you happen to stumble across my blog..
You sow an action, you reap a habit
You sow a habit, you reap a character
You sow a character, you reap your destiny
......... With these thoughts . i just try to pursue to put my thoughts in expressible form..
please leave your comments whenever you happen to stumble across my blog..
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