Long Differentiation Poems
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Within me was raw matter, and not cold suet,
Another’s fat denies my juicing muscles neat;
Hormones - chemistry kissing crude physiology,
With cells bursting in sociology’s colour - biology.
Never harming the idempotent individual as god,
Nature veers and steers, within, away from tod;
Yet claiming rugged, sheer beauty, by piercing air,
Exquisite scenes of eloquence give glimpse fair.
Primal mover’s first move appropriates the span,
Whilst questioning the prerogative by his face tan,
Freedom twice reminds the kin of liberty’s quest,
Enveloping the partaker, guest, in free will, blest.
Truth never fetishes, fondles, or offsets in grief,
But is there, existing in differentiation in belief -
Never superseding its personable chief of portrait,
It sculpts the panorama reckoned in true straight.
From bright sunshine to dark caves
From cozy cradle to forlorn graves
From autumn gloom to spring bloom
From vast deserts to dense forests
From hard rocks to vibrant valleys
From bursting clouds to parched fields
From utter silence to wild clamour
All is one
Cosmic consciousness breeds all
Essence crystallizes as manifestation
Inseparably bound by time and space
Confined in human perceptibilty
Inherently transient, dependent on a blink
The differentiation is an Illusion
Dwelling in superficial senses
Far from reality
You are not only one of them
You are that and that is you
The size, shape, form and place
Are fleeting and ephemeral
Intrinsicality does not differentiate
Transience manifests as variation
Nothing comes, nothing goes
All was there and all is here
Rooted in the truth
Universe is singularly unified
Heterogeneity is a perceptional veil
Covering the chaste expression
Of the absolute and the innate
You are a note in the eternal song
Of ocean’s tide and star’s twinkle
As part of nature’s symphony
If I return from this conscious drudgery, I will tell,
I will tell of a subjugation,
the spite and silent disdain
I will tell of the avoidance and the exclusives space on public bus.
I will tell of the common embarrassing quizzes and the suspicious looks
I will tell of the erratic change of mind and the one ninety degrees turn for my sake.
If I return, I will tell so many
If I return from this distant voyage , I will tell
I will tell how it is not over on some minds
The age-long differentiation,
the battle of supremacy,
the venom of little minds.
I will tell of the pretended smile,
the cynic look
the preference and denials,
The tanning of my coat is the jibing.
for some who are oblivious of geography
If I return from this second deliberate offering of my will
I will tell of my endurance and restrain, the quietude of avoidance
The sighs, the pain of rejection, the mockery the selective treatment and all
Of empty pew in church because of my coat,
Yes. Even in church where they aught to know better
If I return someday, I will tell.
They are not all so, there are few among many. "The coats blinds"
The true lover though few, excuse the myriad of coat haters
If I return from this journey of discoveries and curiosity
The long war of our diversity,
The silent unspoken lies of superiority
My coat is the jeer, same blood runs in our veins
4 ablution 4 acclimatization 4 adulation
4 benediction 4 biotransformation 4 blastulation
4 concatenation 4 conception 4 configuration
4 declaration 4 dictation 4 differentiation
4 ejaculation 4 emancipation 4 ********
4 fascination 4 flagellation 4 flocculation
4 gastrulation 4 glamorization 4 glorification
4 habituation 4 harmonization 4 homogenization
4 implantation 4 impregnation 4 incubation
4 jubilation 4 junction 4 juxtaposition 4 kation
4 keratinization 4 k-ration
4 labialization 4 libation 4 liquidation
4 manifestation 4 menstruation 4 micro-encapsulation
4 negotiation 4 notification 4 notion
4 ovation 4 oviposition 4 ovulation
4 parturition 4 penetration 4 perpetuation
4 quadruplication 4 qualification 4 question
4 reaction 4 repopulation4 reproduction
4 sanctification 4 schematization 4 scintillation
4 thermojunction 4 titillation
4 underestimation 4 unification 4 union
4 validation 4 valuation 4 vasocongestion
4 weatherization 4 workstation
4 zombification 4 zonation
Life is a matter of compulsion,
Don't wonder with frustration.
Script is with the boss of creation,
It is written in succession.
Entry and exit have got fixation,
Without any time dilation.
No matter take precautions,
Hope for some concessions.
Righteousness in your actions,
With a given fixed situation,
May create a rigid differentiation.
A problematic life is a gift of creation,
It has got God's authorisation.
You should feel lucky for this selection,
Congratulations for this promotion.
Do justice to it with proper execution,
It is the best possible option.
At last you get appreciation,
At the end of your completion.
Life becomes a devotion,
Without any exemptions.
Shine bright like the sun
But don't forget to have fun;
Discipline and education
Should go hand-in-hand as one.
Learn the calmness of the moon
Don't let failures make you swoon;
Of yourself, be the best version
With others, never make a comparison.
Like the wind, always be on the run
But don't get swayed by words of anyone;
To be gentle, or to show your brawn
May you learn that differentiation.
Like the earth, have some patience
Don't get buried under emotions;
Help people below your position
Without putting it on exhibition.
May God always shower his affection
And keep you under his protection;
This, in essence, my loved one,
Is a prayer for you, my dear Son.
India’s caste still decides our dignity—
Not just apathy, but our lived condition,
We react the moment we perceive another’s identity.
The rage of symbols distracts us;
Language flares—
Wounding the non-native.
Our sphere dreams of “Viksit Bharat”,
But it doesn’t rhyme with reality—
We still breathe in the same old Bharat,
With the same claims, yet to combat (discrimination).
As we undergo vicissitudes, knowledge of boundless skies—
Which uplifts us every single time
Like bilingual voices flowing into a multilingual style,
Soaking every vein of mine.
So—educate! Agitate! Liberate!
For in the human rage of this world,
We are sunken in discrimination, differentiation, and segregation;
At every stage.
Come—let us do good, be good,
And stand as one among others.
Racists today are those who label others racists.
It’s no different than labeling someone a witch
long ago
in the hope of directing the hysteria of the crowd
their way.
People who are insecure
for whatever reason
need to bring others down
to justify being down themselves.
Is it racist to acknowledge racial differences?
Of course not,
just as it isn’t speciest to acknowledge differences in species.
People who acknowledge these differences are called
biologists.
People who acknowledge racial differences in humans
are called talent scouts (doctors and detectives)
as their racial profiling
gets them looking in the right places
for the best athletes, artists, scientists, engineers (diseased and criminal).
The world is, if nothing else,
a place of specialization and differentiation
each region, each people
evolving its own
strengths and weaknesses.
And if this reality offends you
you’re likely one of those accusing others
of being racists.
(10/4/23)
I hate robocalls!
Inxs of recorded messages
transmitted automatically
to my telephone number
by automatic dialing device.
I turn off damn ringer,
and disassemble (carefully
as disabling a time bomb)
internal workings nevertheless...
telephone still buzzes
twenty four seven
eight days a week
automated telephone calls
digitally recorded message
perfectly spoken English
differentiation to distinguish
"FAKE" simulation
all bot impossible
totally immune to escape
gagging hospitable invective
electronic jawboning immunized
against antipathy, cruelty, enemy,
hostility, insecurity, pleasantry
Yukon run to tallest mountain
dive into Mariana Trench
get catapulted into
outer limits of twilight zone,
yet NEVER be free and clear
getting wirelessly zapped
with visual ad audiological
offal dregs and spam
(minus the green eggs)
oh... yes even after life,
while weightlessly
pinwheeling in limbo,
particularly during eternal sleep,
when dead souls repose
six feet deep
or corpse undergoes cremation...
yepper, infiltration into atomic core
blithely battered, jimmied,
cherry lee pitted, tweaked,
worse fate than return of Zombies
electrical essential existential
incorporeal surreal auditory ordeal
spurs indiscriminate human
to relish golden silence
spawning best selling novel
to flesh out fiction
Utopian treasured island story
winning unknown author
instant acclaim and glory
describing village people
livingsocial, free and clear
without annoyingly,
egregiously, infuriatingly,
maddeningly, quaveringly
vexing, nauseating, disrupting
blitzkrieg courtesy aggravating
trumpeting autonomous programs
hijacking brainstorming concentration
thwarting aim tug get back on target
(even when carrying on camping)
sundering coalescence
regarding colonizing black screen
aborted doomed genesis
of brilliant fleeting idea,
contributes to conspiracy theory
linkedin with ghost calls
thus one smart
generic garden variety
longfellow forced to
grovel along boulevard
of broken dreams
on a green day.
Any resemblance between above
hyperbole and living person
asked courteously by his name
of the human league,
I police tell the caller
purely coincidental!
Instead of isolation
consider oscillation
Proof positive
is clear to see
It all boils down
to frequency
Which of these words
hits close to home
a metronome or
garden gnome?
Their differentiation
lies in oscillation
Metronomes oscillate
tick-tick-tick
Garden gnomes isolate in
s i l e n c e
s i l e n c e
s i l e n c e
Will tick-tick-tick
define your life
or silence filled with
fear and strife?
Proof positive
is clear to see
It all boils down
to frequency
Instead of isolation
consider oscillation
Live life one tick at a time
Meter matters as does rhyme
Situational awareness
Won’t protect you if you’re careless
How much better at day’s end
to be found kind