stupid Human race !

We divided world and made countries,
We divided countries and made states.

We divided people and made religions,
We divided humans and made communities.

We divided power and made race,
We divided currencies and made rates.

We stood for peace and encouraged violence,
We stood for charity and leveraged greed.

We wanted well but forgot to hear the Humanity Bell …

Indeed, A story of stupid human race !

No Judges

I meet few people every day,

Trying to judge me when I say..

I am as simple as me,

Though few have some perceptions nay,

They judge the way they are,

‘I’ is nowhere in their thoughts anyway.

Love the way each one is here,

Each is unique & beautiful at their bay.

Journey of life

Restoring the original that's forever,

Unknowing the unoriginal that was never..

Journey of life becomes beautiful than ever,

 When we meditate & get spirituality to hover..

Wake up the nation, who finds materialism as only flavor,

There’s only one karma knowing “Me” above all & a savior.

I is not in world, I is in one's soul…

Pitch the ocean of love, listen the voice that makes one whole ..

Continuity........

My mind rushing in a turbulence,
Few thoughts have pondered creating disturbance.

I met few people living in the lure of ignorance,

Speculating the lives with material world assurance.

Time, age, emotions nothing is ever,

Wish each soul understands and know the original that’s forever.

It's the utmost self meant to explore ,
No fear when deep within is the joyous beauty and more ...

Innocuous-hood

Those were the childhood times, when we use to rhyme.

There were no tunes, yet sounded nice.

I watch my childhood memories in the conscious of mind,

It was filled with innocence, crazy acts and sometimes so shy.

How life changes from those moments to now,

The mind, the karmas, the intellect makes us what we are now.

I cherish the days I have lived & living every day,

Though here's one thing I miss, I desire shall forever stay 

The innocence I see in a child's heart which vanishes a little when we grow,

Wish to restore it forever no matter in a life curve canny brow.

and  I name it an Era of Innocence hood,

which endears & belongs to one's childhood .

Passing Days

Day by Day everyday is leaving me ,
First second , than minute & an hour waving me .

am I doing justice to it is something that I ask myself ,
what shall I do  , is actually tickling me .

I wonder about ups and downs in the days ,
though when I think of present ,nothing's  actually there which ever stays .

Laugh & let others laugh with us,
wipe the sadness that creates twirls in us.

They say not to worry , not to fear at any situation ,
nothing is ever permanent in the worldly imagination .

smile at every step of this hallucination ,
It can be felt when we have spiritual illumination.

Being in Ecstasy is life's voice ,
When "I" merges in Vasudeva,it's only state which brings an infinite rejoice ..