Neither I ask to forget the past Nor to take flights of imagination Just I ask to keep an eye on Who we are or what we do As that is our today’s destination.
Living on clouds is not the solution Nor dwelling upon the dead past Living with what we do have Is the present which never goes past. Living with what we have Gives us eternal peace and harmony Dreaming aplenty but having none Causes lots of frenzy and disharmony. Reason is simple, clear and plain We can’t delight in we don’t have, Utility and usability is of only one That we have; not in we don’t have. Mind is a busy battleground Warriors are past and the future Killing the pleasing present Which is the source of real pleasure? Let’s be off from this arena Where dead fights with unborn And sway whole-hog in today That brings peace to lovelorn.
Poet’s Note: Past is dead and future is unborn. But we human beings are so wise that we dwell in them most of the time and so foolish that we disregard what we have in our hands !
I am an educationist and have penned books in Education, Hindi and English literature. My Hindi novel "Shashwat Prem" is acclaimed by Hindi Academy, Delhi. A book of poems in Hindi published by Parvati Prakashan Indore. My books on Education are : Humour in Classroom, Human Resource Development in Education, Shkshan Kshetriya Manav Sansadhan Vikas and Microteaching. These days I am working on Spiritual Education Management Development.
A silence on the night. The day fluttered quietly in whisper soft resonance, So many colours slowly dying Like confetti in the rain, And echoes touched each other, a reunion of themselves, As though they were astounded At their resonating
The moral dilemma was unlearning. less than truth. Downgrading the- branded witch. Vaccine was spawning new virus. O Buddha, why did you started looking beautiful and began sitting in a living room? Trailing the smoke I was going to find
(as imagined by this lumpenproletariat) When no bigger then innocuous, ho hum, happy go lucky generic black whole sonny and cher full pinhead size zit, thine pluperfect promising mysterious seat of pants whodunnit wordlessly wise wedded waywardness writ partly apportioned,
Addiction to harmless Is accepted Addiction to harmful Is not advisable Addiction is submission Which involves Imaginations Addition is Pollution Which involves Revolution Addition is attraction Which involves Affection Addition is a fiction Which involves Correction Addition is a caution