Let me bloom like a fragrant lotus;
From the pool of mud-
-I've got my self, drowned in;
Remorse ignites courage;
For the long way ahead.
And is there anyone to listen to me today?
It's just only me, listening to my own self- lamenting under my own feet.
I wanted to win ;
I wanted to win everything;
And looking back, there's absolutely nothing I've won;
by defeating others ;
by killing their their poor souls.
I've got all the power, I wanted;
And all the wealth, I wanted;
But I own nothing today;
Except more and more enemies.
Therefore;
Let me now;
Transform my hatred to love, war to peace;
Let me send the fragrance of love & peace across the- universe;
Let me bloom like a Lotus from mud;
Inspired by the character of King Asoka in India
Categories:
asoka, feelings,
Form: Free verse
You are the Poet,
Among the first five;
I do understand,
You are the
Poet of the Poet;
The best poet!
Neither “Homer”
Nor “Gibran”;
Neither “Neruda”;
Nor “Tagore”;
Like all other
Poet of the Poets;
You too scribbles nonsense,
Sometimes like the
other famous poets;
You yourself is the originator;
As well as the reader.
then you become
victorious; defeated…….
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You are the King
Among the first five
I do understand
You are the
King of the Kings;
The best King !
Neither “Charles II”
Nor “Henry V”;
Neither “Edward”;
Nor “Asoka”;
Like all other
King of Kings,
You yourself is the Creator;
as well as the destroyer;
You too declares world war
sometimes like the
other famous Kings!
Without warnings
You yourself is the creator;
As well as the destructor;
then you become
victorious;the defeated..
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BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
williamsji@yahoo.com
www.williamsji.com
Categories:
asoka, inspirational,
Form: Blank verse
The history of Utkal is enchanting...
That made Asoka peace~loving;
That took Kharvela to the peak of fame...
& disseminated to every corner Mahanadi's name...
& then the pages of history says...
The role of the fighters of those bygone days...
Who confronted against the bullying British...
& unshackled the land from things amiss...!
The honeyed words that flew from the pen...
Of the blessed forefathers with creative Ken...
The beauty is such that the heart is mesmerized...
& ecstatic with awe n pride...
Long live the land of beauty endless...
Love live the stories of unmatched prowess !
Long live the saga of unforgettable things...
Under Lord Jagannath's divine blessings !
Categories:
asoka, mother, beauty, beauty, history,
Form: Couplet