THE FALLEN

The poor thing waits for a hand,
To be taken to life's wonderland,
But the world seems to busy to lend,
A hand that can put all sorrows to end,
People follow the only survival rule,
One who is left behind is a fool.

STORY OF JANNET-----PART 1

Dancing in the beats of a blowing tune,
Jannet stood on the hot baked dune,
With sun on top and sights blurred,
Energy drenched with gushing blood,
She prayed all the time foe rescue,
She missed her town hall queue,
Searching the bottle for a drop of water,
Thirsty throat acquired no wet shelter.

Mirage drove her away from her path,
Away in the middle with drenching sweat bath,
Now she cried for the sight of people,
She could see her garden tree of apple,

NEGLIGENCE IN TODAY'S WORLD-FROM THE POET'S DESK

Today we witness negligence in mostly all the fields.Negligence is not concentrated in a particular field or region but universally distributed.Today why our cities are getting polluted is also associated with this term "NEGLIGENCE".Mostly we don't cause pollution but it is causes by negligence.In our school life periods Environmental Science was a great marks bearer.Was it given for us only to get good marks?Was Value education subject given just to teach Values that was remember till exams and use those till then?Today we neglect some issues say "Pollution Monitoring" giving the reason of "We are middle class people so it's not possible to monitor our vehicles in regular intervals."Is it so actually?Actually we save money in ways that are to hazardous in our long run.The seed we are sowing will be reaped forcefully by our next generations.Each and every were there is some negligence and an added excuse to the negligence act as soon as

NEGLIGENCE IN TODAY,S WORLD-FROM POET'S DESK

What do we mean by the word "SOCIETY".Today society has imposed such unhealthy pressure by mocking and taunting that some people are forced to take decisions that are death causing to them.By saying death causing i mean truly DEATH causing.Some health problems are neglected.A closed person in my life suffers from and deadly disease that is malignant and it required removal of her organ.But she took the decision of operating the tumor without removal of her organ.Doctor said that this may again grow and this might lead to her death.But she took the decision just because thinking of the society not today but in future.She would have had a long life but she wouldn't be able to be a mother.And a family member suffers from the same problem of insult in daily life by the society as she is unable to give birth. And looking in her situation she took the decision of risking her life just for the society sake.And today she is suffering pain when the tumor has again appeared.It has became complex and doctor has told her that there is no cure now.She doesn't regret now because she only took the decision.But can anyone tell be is our society truly in the hands of filthy ideologies where a women is a sex machine and child producer.Once she fails she will be cursed and insulted?Does we call this freedom.I don't celebrate freedom in here anymore from the day I got my senses matured in the societies thoughts.Do you feel we are in a country where such big leaders sacrificed there life to bring us "The Morons" free to dominate our selves.We don't stand beside others we pull them down.The girl was alone when she took decisions.Her loved one abandoned her due to another society thought that his parents wont accepted her.Though he loved her madly.So in every step there is a curse and pull back.Are we so dumb and insane.Being a boy I don't follow the mass.But it doesn't mean that boys can decide.I too fall in many situations where society tries to put me down.But There is no backing down when I know I am right.

SHARING A PAIN-FROM THE POET'S DESK

Our society looks forward unidirectional to the past achievers and the well published careers. For example - I love writing poems and love literature but by career I am a botany student. My professors say "What is the use of writing poems and story only people whose dad has got money or the worthless poeple wrote poems." He even said "Rabindranath Tagore was a world poet only because he had no thoughts of career as his dad was rich" The words pierced me and built a thought in my mind that how literacy is spread up here in our country. People have no respect over the people of different careers. We mug up answers and vomit in the hall our studies completed. Bring a huge load of marks and our education completed. The fellows who think out of the box are poor fellows lost alone. What people ask is "Want to be an engineer or doctor?" no one says "Wanna be a poet, player, artist, etc?" no they wont And if any bold fellow says with guts that he will be something else there starts taunts from behind and washing the brains of parents to indirectly force the chap to follow a subject that he hates. This is our society.

I wandered lonely as a cloud-WILLIAM WORDSWORTH

That floats on high o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

PAIN IS FELT FOR THOSE WHO LIVE

They never understood what I felt when they hurt me,
They never knew this pain inspired me to flee,
Away from the world of people into a secluded Earth,
I was not weak from the time of birth,
Constant struggle and taste of failure at all times,
Caused me to be a convict of my self destroying crimes.

Educators are also Politicians

Walking down on a lonely beach with a candle in hand,
Tired feet can witness the movement of uncertain sand,
Storming winds try hard to hit me and to blow off the light,
But the winds are unaware how much I can resist in fight,

Broken Benches

When I was pretty small,
I had time for all,
Studies, teachers, friends & school,
And playful time was my only tool,
I followed a studying time,
Everyday from six to nine,
I spent much time consulting teachers,
And was one of the class eye catchers,
I had time to be in my friends group,
And was a famous monkey of the troop,
My school never got time to rest,
As I was always notoriously best.