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The notion engulfs my conscience.
It raises a question, I fail to answer.
They say, the body remains,
Whilst the soul departs.
A claim backed by none.
How do I know it's not trapped?
The emotions I endure today,
Magnified and unbearable.
The scorching sun,
A glass of lava poured over my body.
How do I lie on a pyre,
With hundreds of woods burning beneath?
Once contemplated burial.
Yet how I ignore,
The revulsion of crawling maggots.
Feeding on my brain.
Fading consciousness heralds the stench,
Declaring the emergence of decay.
The eternal peace is agonising,
Quivers, petrifies and shatters rationalization.
Though I'm acquainted with it.
I saw it, I knew it,
Nevertheless I attempted to evade it.
Why do I deny surrender then?
It is a race,
And death, the destined victor.
Age is the vessel I am aboard,
sailing forward, yet no reversal.
Not a glimpse of the past I discovered,
What is left of me that I'm afraid to die?
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If you knew, you would understand.
If you cared, you'd try.
If you don't you're underhand,
so why not tell me goodbye.
I am not a stepping stone.
I am not a temporary thing.
I am not here to make you smile,
or for your bias happiness to bring.
This is life not just a test.
This is no rehearsal.
This is over for the best,
how about that for a reversal.
If it is given then give some back.
If it is beautiful share it.
If it is broke then let it be,
do not provoke nor dare it.
Farewell to you half heartedly.
Farewell to you ex lover.
Farewell for I have dignity,
and now I must recover.
Saturday musings~~
The
dance of seeming
opponents
which separation
makes apparent~
may suggest the
end of the gold
sought in separation~
Blood
flows apparently
and does not~
without not
the flow is lost~
Nothing
cannot be named
but the naming
of something
may seem
good enough~
Everything
is incalculable
even something~
consequently
not knowing is
free to know
and not know~
Doing
is the suggestion
for progress~
working on a path
to the better~
it appears that way~
Faulty
are all words
in expressing
the inexpressible~
the prison bars
of confinement
and freedom~
Clockwork
seems the story
which time
captures~
interpreted as
suffering and
freedom
without escape~
religion
often compared
unfavorably with
nature~
and of course
the same
in reversal~
until both are
found as
appearances
simply arising~
electricity
has never been
identified but
as unknown~
neither has
anything else~
nightfall
suggestions
of rest and
romance~
an emptiness
brimming with
stories~
AI
is sweeping
storyland~
telling tales
seemingly
without effort
and time~
nothing may
seem new~
permanence
may seem as
an anchor to
incessant movement
and insistence~
these words reflecting
turmoil and hope
standing for all stories
seeming to mask
unconditional freedom~
experts
seem as plentiful
pointing to paths
for fulfillment~
and sometimes to
paths never ending~
undermined it seems
by an emptiness
of all words~
faith and works~
death in
separation~
and life as
both and neither~
birdsong
a pleasantry
of a moment~
a deception of
its eternity
or not~
Observing the realities of today's society
While contemplating the legacy we leave our children
Seeing only degradation of morality
And destruction of purpose
As we liberalize a generation
Making murder of the unseen child
Obsession of materialism
Exploitation of the human spirit
Not only acceptable
But encouraged
Dividing by status
With governmental repression of achievement and the repeated errors
Committed three centuries ago under puritanical rule
A legacy of blatant stupidity supported by
A not so supreme court of lawless
And a House of Misrepresentation
Promoting failure
Demoralizing effort and vision and
Creating entitlement minded robots
Of human flesh and programmed minds
No longer able to rebel only to accept what is, as is
A cry for the return of the patriot
A need to resurrect the glory
A reversal of the demise of faith
Restoring hope
An assault on ignorance then will become
A legacy of love
Sailor - A Hindi Poem in English
I am giving below a Hindi Poem of a great Indian Hindi writer Jai Shankar Prasad (30 January 1890 – 15 November 1937). I have translated this short Poem in English and I am placing it here on PS in both English and Hindi to bring both Hindi and English Poets a little more closely in understanding each other. This Poem is a token of my efforts to high light some beautiful works of Hindi in English and likewise some wonderful poetry of English in Hindi. Jai Shankar Prasad is considered to be one of the most famous figures in modern Hindi literature. Hope to have your attention on this new venture.
Sailor - A Hindi Poem in English
Translated stanza in English
O Sailor! You have brought me
On this deserted beach
While sailing on rugged waves
Has anyone ever come to this arduous place? 01
Hindi stanza lines in English
Naavik is soone tat par
kin lahron me khe laaya
Is biihad belaa me kyaa
Ab taq thaa koi aaya. 01
Translated stanza in English
.
To which shore I go back again
In the shabby lap of darkness
Without any temptation for life
In its painful deceits full of bluff. 02
Hindi stanza lines in English
Us paar kahaan fir jaaoon
Tm ke malin anchal me
Jivan kaa lobh nahin
Wah vednaa chadmamaya chal me.02
Translated stanza in English
On the path of reversal
Footprints can't be found
The deserted heart has shrouded
In the stream of overflowing tears. 03
Hindi stanza lines in English
Pratyaavartan ke path me
Pad chinh na shesh rahaa hai
Dooba hai hradaya marusthal
Aansoon nad umad rahaa hai.
Originally written by Jai Shankar Prasad
Translated by
Ravindra K Kapoor
Kanpur India 22nd May 2016
In the frozen grip of winter's chaperone,
Cinderella gets walzted in like a dirty faced hussy.
As light and darkness stand side by side
in a battle for her supremacy.
Godmother has the ground vermin rousted up
from their hidden abodes.
Busy fashioning her apparels and pearly things.
But kissing in their modes.
Dreams that have lied dormant promise the moon,
meets with sunbeams fresh advances, with golden threads of dress-up in swoon.
New pickup lines and peer reviews
to peak at her pinnacle lines.
Fresh new light clings to the hem of misty morn,
sown at her delicate feat, like diadems.
Promised in consecrated dew-drops newly born.
The fowl caress the air in synchronized swim,
in salvos of savoir faire,
bannering rehearsal,
the reversal of Death's Nadir.
Much work to do in presenting.
Gonna have a good show.
Godmother tends to her proper dress.
Tries to tone down her exude of amoress.
Winter looks tacitly, concerned-
from the cold distance,
but is lit up by the way Spring looks back
in her gratitudes,
when she turns,
bows and curtseys at her complicit,
Majesty.
What is wrong with using "not"?
It is a negative to an eloquent adjective, verb or noun
Simply the opposite state of being; which one should NOT frown
For programmers, "not" is a logical complement
which helps us filter-out things we do NOT want
and is used sparsely and NOT to flaunt.
By simply twisting our thought at 180-degrees,
it's used to portray an abrupt reversal image in our mind.
A quick look at a mirror, and NOT you will find.
Affix a k-, yet "knot" still sounds the same
but it will help keep our things secure.
From our pretzels, shoes and the ribbon-wrapped gifts we procure.
Add an s-, and the children will be amused.
Defiance is in its nature, is it NOT?
That is, to disgust their friends with each others snot.
So, to be or NOT to be
Her
love
so true
it brings a smile
makes the heart sings
softly
kisses
her charming
kisses
softly
makes the heart sings
it brings a smile
so true
love
Her
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Author's Comment: Palindrome, also known as the Mirrored Poem, reads forwards and
backwards. It stems from the Greek word palindromos: palin, meaning again, and dromos,
meaning a running. Combining the two together, the Greek meaning gives us, running back
again. The concept of the “mirrored images” reflects an “image mirrored,” which includes a
word in the center of the poem as a reversal point for the sentence or even the poem.
There is no set number of stanzas or any rules for construction.
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Instead of fluffy snow, it's steady rain;
cherry trees have blossomed in Brooklyn,
so did the tulips along Sheepshead bay...
even New Jersey has seen Nature in play!
Unlikely last year when all was white, this Christmas
won't have any snow to make everything bright;
children's eyes will sadly gaze from adorned windows
and wish for millions of snowflakes near midnight!
And there is a greater fear that disappointment may linger:
might Santa decline all requests and dash their hopes;
Santa comes from a very cold place and warm wheather
scares him, afraid to ride his sleight on those snowless slopes!
The Northwest is being hit by heavy snow for several days,
what a thrill for those kids riding their sleights and having much fun;
the Northeast is experiencing a bizarre reversal of seasons...
and that makes every kid very sad without snow: wouldn't Peter Pan?