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.
Thanksgiving never will I forget Hopping in the car for a very long ride to grandma’s house With heavy frost on the grass, glistening in the sun Singing songs and counting grain bins to pass the time Now the frost
Sea sand wind and rain all will be gurgling in pain whence it has arisen in noises surfing waves alighting high and low above the ravines careless and moody lushing and slushing movements of waves for only surfing Pale is