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The Revolutionary

The revolutionary

The revolution germinated in my womb,
The tenderness and care never negotiated.
The external pressures never an obstacle,
The birth of the world’s most beautiful era bloomed.

Came the dawn of surprises after a storm,
The ship swayed hither to thither.
The fight and insurrection had already begun,
The world’s most beautiful and the strongest life was born.

The trunk was burned and she just witnessed,
Holding the hands of the needy and the swayed.
Detached yet focused, marching to the goal,
With slogans and spirits high she bore in her heart.

Sheltered was she, but the discontent seeped out,
In an urge to reach the pinnacle of the dream,
Reminders and warnings kept she to herself,
To be the spectator and observer of her own play.

Sandhya T.P.

No Victory Day when the Genocide is NOW

No Victory Day when the Genocide is NOW

The Nazis were defeated in war
their ideologies simmered
germinated in the wombs of today's monsters
many may not know
Zionists and Nazis held hands in the dark
they kissed and collaborated
now the Zionists carry the flag
changed the color not the atrocities
playing the victim
while they dance and slaughter
an army in diapers, while they kill your daughters
today's Zionists
condemned by the true Jews of the land
liberate the Gaza camp NOW

HIM

Annunciated, 
Germinated, seed of God;
Blooming in heaven:
Scenting the foul air of earth
With his divine peace and love:-

FAITHFULL OVERCOMING

FAITHFULLY OVERCOMING
    (A Senryu Quartet)

Leaves of pain falling...
Waterfall agony flows...
Healing faith sown...

Sowed faith germinates,
Sprouting in all its fullness;
Healing grace blooming:-

Hope's fruits ripening,
Their juice healing bitterness;
Faithfull healing reaped:-

We reap what we sow;
germinated faith heals all
in her great harvest:-

FAITHFULLY OVERCOMING

FAITHFULLY OVERCOMING
    (A Senryu Quartet)

Leaves of pain falling...
Waterfall agony flows...
Healing faith sown...

Sowed faith germinates,
Sprouting in all its fullness;
Healing grace blooming:-

Hope's fruits ripening,
Their juice healing bitterness;
Faithfull healing reaped:-

We reap what we sow;
germinated faith heals all
in her great harvest:-

Zen Mode

beginning an action spontaneously
then choosing to pause in mid flight
throb germinated but not culminated
attention poised in agendalessness
in this vibrant void of no-thingness
is where we dwell, oh worthy hermit

Destiny

From the moment a seed is germinated, it takes in all the good nutrients it needs from the earth.
It instinctively knows its destiny it knows its purpose and it knows its worth.
From birth, all mankind has been endowed with the power to create and manifest.  
Mankind possesses the power of thought with the ability to pass any test.

From the moment of conception, all have a preordained destiny, a purpose, and a reason for being here.
Nothing is impossible with God at the helm and we shall have no fear.
We as a people do not have the spirit of this world for it is only temporary and soon this old world away it will pass.
We as a people have the spirit of God and through him, we shall spend eternity in mansions surrounded by rolling fields of grass.

You are here because you have an assigned mission that no one else is capable of accomplishing.
Your destiny may be that of a doctor who saves lives or perhaps a janitor whose life is that of cleaning and polishing.
Whatever the task do it for the Lord, do it with zest, and do it with a smile.
Do this and you will have lived a life of goodness, grace,  joy, and style.

Such a Dry Tree

When a tree dries  
It becomes like a plea 
Of a mannerless woman.

Roots feed and sustain 
The entire tree and branches;
And its leaves, long or short.

Such a dry tree
Stands alive while dead;
Its roots are uprooted.

The entire tree becomes lifeless
Its branches have dried up
And its leaves fall down.

Such is a dry tree
So will children born 
On a rootless woman

For it germinated carelessly;
It lacked good care and watering,
While it was sprouting.

Lack of good sap in roots
Dries the bark and the branches
Such is a damaged childhood
For basic etiquettes missed. 

Poem by Mugisho N Theophile

A Man Hunger Has Been Kicking

He is an occupant of a room damp
And dependent on a rejected lamp:
The worst so far in their camp …

A room often not illuminated
But in it plants still germinated,
Selecting peeping spots in a cemented floor,
Daringly doing so back to the room’s door.

The room’s nearest neighbor a smelly dump,
To many microbes their Releasing Pump
And, sure, the cause of The Man’s mumps 
And as possibly his torturing lumps: 
A man Hunger has been kicking his rump
And readying for a final slump …

But wither did The Man this foulness pick
And could Hunger make one licked plates still lick?

Nothing like an answer from Interviewed Nick
And rather a rude one from Starving Dick.

Lap of Feelings

Mother : Earth,
I was sown in your womb resembling soil,
Remained there for a period.
Then I was germinated,
Your umbilical cord resembles roots.
Medium of food.
Your purity, senerity and devotion were : my nutritions.
With fondle care,
Developed,
From bud to flower.
My scent : virtue.
Outcome of your love.
Fortunate : being your son.

By :- Rohit Sharma (Joker)

Writing Verses

Writing novel verses
 to plant seeds of inspiration
in the field where
no words germinated...
to sprout
poetry flowers...!

Unusual and Uncouth

Unusual and Uncouth

decay in my tooth
unusual and uncouth
about voting booth

when germinated
trouble anticipated
should be terminated

when we will evoke
irritated and provoke
fire we would stoke

after being dazed
God surely always will praise
my poem proper phrase

we will never budge
indulge caused a bulge
so you be the judge

A Deciduous Tree In the Forest of Its Dreams

in a forest
a deciduous tree with an immortal spirit
germinated in a foreign flora
while surrounded by evergreens

it came from another land
where deforestation is the norm
from a world of destruction
and death

after many years
this deciduous tree became robust and admirable
its trunk sturdy, its branches stout
with its green wide flat leaves in the summer, colorful ones in the fall

and the winds blew, and the storms came
and it was pelted by the rain and hail
thunder and lightning attempted to uproot its soul
but the tree stood tall, and was not dismantled

and all of the evergreens
questioned its existence
laughed at its appearance
said that it was infecting the purity of their sacred evergreen forest

and if this tree could think and speak, if this tree could feel
it would simply say….

“I only seek a better life
in the forest of my dreams.”

Wrong Passion

The wet arid desert, the satisfied starvation.
she rides on this infected horse for long,
praying it never stops running, she prayed,
into this unknown pit, the farther she goes.

She gasps for an optical lens,
did not find, only it handles.
She looked  for this, seeking her wings true nature,
yet all she sees is opaque vision embedded in chaos.

When sleep says her name, she accepts it calls,
calls to a delusional universe, at which opinions exist.
wake up, she hears her mom dragging out of this universe,
she wakes up with this scramble thought, tears sitting on her eyes.

The ways she followed, she found disappointment at it ends.
as his true being sprout out, careless it came out.
Like the seed of a plant, it germinated.
It rises up quietly and innocently.

Tango

Will you dance with me?
a magnetic force in his laser gaze
tantalized her dizzying breath in adrenaline. 
beats of heart, in songs of electrified music
beyond confines of milonga dance floor. 
a spotlight opened a new heaven 
and pranced a thrill of drunken vineyards. 
A whole world of grief was left behind 
as dreams germinated  in her satin eyes.
holding his arms, face close to face
their eyes locked in each other. 
time ricocheting fluid steps, a fast turn...
spinning a tango around his vertical axis
she could feel the tangy connection 
rooted strong in curves of alignment  
twirling in his machista, an alchemic mix
resonated as they leaned in abrazo.
joyous feet hooked in circles of promise.
silver shoes swayed in magic tango
Will you marry me ? 
Cinderella  waited for a fairytale end.


Dated 20th March 2020

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