Sunday 20 July 2014

Vicious death

And here comes the devil 

The devil bringing with him the peril 

The peril itself the death 

taking away the breath 

the momentary joy enclosed in a bubble 

Just bursts splashes off with a slight trebble 

Yesterday I saw him flying ,living his life 

And today woven into death strife 

How can I possibly believe 

How can I possibly conceive 

Death surely is inevitable 

But yet today I know death is surely too unpredictable 

And the person dies 

And her kin cries 

A cry of sorrow drops down my eyes 

Since the dead struck by death before me lies 

And I can now do nothing but lament 

Since Destiny overpowers us leaving us to repent 

technology !!

Technology .....an example of human's mind's miracle


Reaching to its pinacle 


Every day sumthin new 


Things not affected by it are few


It has engulfed us like ameoba


A day without seems like a phobia


Tech is creativity of human mind


Dream turned into reality of anythin they find


Tech can also be defined as the small wheel constructed in bc


But the wheel of time has increased volume from thT wheel to
ac


Things once made remain evergreen


But creative minds turn these small innovations into biggest
hits ever seen


What dnt we have today


From a simple touch the whole world we can play


Everybody merely uses everything arnd us


But a few think why and how in the big list it got plus


Even the smallest of it


Has so much stored in its kit


I wonder mny times


If tech was not there our life would be like rotten limes
....

contradiction of divinity



Since my childhood I wrapped my hands 
Closed my eyes and sang 
Sang aloud in chorus some divine words 
Words which were then blurred 
Essence of divinity grasped me 
Without knowing what is divinity 
But now I remember my past 
And think was I daft 
The whole concept of divinity
Lies miles away from worshipping the deity
Flowers , candles milk all tools to amplify devotion
Are nothing but waste , are divinity's revocation
Even the concept of finding God in a stone
Is like dialling a wrong phone
God can't be find in temples
Nor can divinity be amplified by worshipping rice or flower samples
True divinity lies in oneself
And can be amplified by helping other than self
God is nothing but a spirit
Which in everybody's heart comfortably sits
Encouraging him to do good
Refraining him from entering evil brotherhood
Helping a person deprived , a person who is in need
Is like planting a seed
Planting a seed in God's own heart
Since God resides in every heart
Those hands that preach of divinity
Yet have no feelings nor they pity
Are entangled in the world of hypocriscy
And likewise become victim of hypocrisy
They keep thinking that worshipping God is path to God
But their acts instead , taking them far from God
The ultimate satisfaction remains in helping others
Giving good for good and good for evil , treating everyone like brothers
And the essence of divinity lies in the defination
Lies in the defination of this ultimate path of satisfaction ...