Man is man’s foe, Woman is woman’s foe. But a child is a child’s pal. Innocent wins innocent – Knowledge defeats knowledge, Widens the gap between the wise men, Wrecking their heads, To satisfy their revenge! One that burns the world- Burning the innocents, And the vengeance of the souls. Man confronts man for power, Woman vexes woman for authority- A child teases child for fun! Conflict grips the world in competition, That rules the world. Greed engulfs man, Corruption blesses him. Politician escorts him. To be confident of his stolen wealth, Through denotification or misappropriation- Man is Nature’s foe!
Man is animal’s foe, Nature like a terrorist- Scares man, a peril to all! Often sheds tears, That is flood swallows whole. Often thunders to shiver man’s cruelty. Man terrifies man with guns, Swords or remote–bombs. Just a mild toss, a host of corpses- Man’s hunger for money. Poisons everyone’s honey, Man’s disrespect for nature. Is unbearable for nature!
Ass. prof. of English, I have qualification in German language . I have been teaching German since 15 years, My working place is S VIVEKANANDA DEGREE COLLEGE ,NEHRU NAGAR PUTTUR (D. K.) 574203 KARANATAKA INDIA. I have learnt hindustani music also
Back in the Summer of eighty five thank God I was still alive music was filling the streets as I chilled by the strip here’s the trip many girls were dressed with flames both were not ashamed the innocence of
Tears of Man You have the right to remain silent. Do you make the choice or remain violent? Do you evolve and become more civilized? Or do you choose to stay belligerent? You choose to be healthy, like you are
The bones are brittle as are the thoughts they crumble events of yesterdays that never happened things that happened not remembered today becomes another time faces and events mingle become a crazy quilt He sits and stares unaware of a
Who said that dawn doesn’t know him? Yes … Who has said that? He is secreting night when the sunset flows to poem end ; the flute, which surrendered stealthily to the day song, it runs away from the maze
The pressure in his head at times was unbearable like a vice clamped around his forehead having it twisted a 1/4 –turn at a time and when he finally thinks it can’t get anymore painful then bad timing comes around