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No Environment, No Life

Think globally, act locally,
The desert shall rejoice
And blossom as rose,
Man has been endowed with reason
With the power to create
So that he can add to what he's been given.
But up to now he has only been a destroyer,
Rather than being a creator
Forests keep disappearing
Population keep increasing.
Rivers dry up
Landslides occurring from the top
Glaciers are melting
Water is vanishing,
But shame on humans
They aren't improving.
Wildlife's become extinct
The climate's ruined
Everyday the land is growing poorer
And the crops are growing uglier,
Make it a green peace
Thats the point
But what to do,
We are just lost in a woo.
The poor tread lightest upon the earth
The higher our income
The geater the outcome,
The more resources we control
The more havoc we wroke.
What would the world be
Once bereft
Of wet and wildness,
Let them be left,
O'let them be left.
Long live the weeds and the wilderness,
Kindly be possessive towards the environment
After all the destructions,
When we will be left sans of (sans- Pronounced sone meaning without)
Every natural beauty
All that remains for us
Will be of no utility
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel.
A boutique, and a swinging hot spot,
What have we done to the earth?
What have we done to our fair sister?
Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and did her.
Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn
And tied her with fences and dragged her down
I think that i shall never see,
A billboard lovely as a tree
Perhaps, unless the billboards fall,
I'll never see a tree at all
Its a sincere request in the end from my side,
Save the Environment, save our Mother Earth!

Copyright © Nekhel Mohan Sahay | Year Posted 2010



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Scary World

What a scary world out there???
Everyone wants to kill the other one.
The fear is both internal and external
Which has compelled us to climb up.
And always makes us ponder
What if we had been omnipotent???
And would have reversed the timeline.
But that’s against the nature laws,
And the end results are catastrophic.
Isn’t it???
So just keep it all simple
And go with the flow always!!!

Copyright © Nekhel Mohan Sahay | Year Posted 2016

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Grief of Separation Part I

He had lost his father,
Lived in a home at the hill-top.
Always attentive in the school,
Never be late was his attitude.
Was very much disciplined and obedient,
Was always faithful and honest to his friends.
Even on Saturdays,
He didn’t ever miss his school.
Either by hook or by crook,
He always reached school on time.

Although he didn’t have any source of income,
He always thought
His mother would be waiting for him,
Eagerly on Saturday evenings.
After the school dismissal,
His friends often by mistake
Used to utter a sentence against his wishes,
“Does he really know the truth?”.
After hearing it and knowing the truth also,
He always used to ignore it all.

In order not to recall what he had lost,
And always acting to be a forgotten boy.
His friends did console him at times,
Trying to make him forget all his life’s tragedies.
After his dismissal everyday from the school,
He used to go back home with great enthusiasm.
With a great excitement of meeting up his mother,
Who was the only one left as his family member.
With whom he would be discussing all his school activities.

Everyday before reaching home,
He pictured the images of his well-settled home.
And his mother waiting for him eagerly,
As soon as he reaches back home,
He is shocked by a passerby everyday.
Reminding him of the fact he always wanted to ignore,
And by recalling the fact
His eyes shed tears
And he wants to cry a lot.

But however he controls himself,
And accepts the reality
That…
His mother had died one year ago.

Copyright © Nekhel Mohan Sahay | Year Posted 2016

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Grief of Separation Part Ii

That…
His mother had died one year ago.
But still, the very next day,
He used to start afresh.
Forgetting all the sorrows,
Of his life he had met with.

All his days went by,
In the same manner.
Till one very fine morning
He got a call,
From an unknown number
To meet him at a fort.

The fort was very old,
Situated in the outskirts.
A drive of 3 hours,
From his home town.
Although, scarcely occupied
With money and resources,
He however managed
To reach there well.

After reaching his destination,
He was shocked to see.
That the person of the call,
Was none other than his father.

But, if we get to flashback,
His father had died when he was a small brat.
Then how come he’ll be reborn???
Was it a matter of fact
Of reincarnation or
His hallucination???
But truth seen from the eyes,
Cannot be denied in ties.
Whatever the fact is
Without much questioning,
He hugged his father
And urged him to come back.

By now, his father had become
One of the richest figos,
Of the whole world
So, his father had now,
Taken him with him
To spend a luxurious life.

And now his life became
The happiest life forever.

Copyright © Nekhel Mohan Sahay | Year Posted 2016

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The Heart-Crush

I know its hard for me,
I know its hard for you.
The way we were together,
I know its hard for US.

All the time I feel like,
You are still beside me.
All the time I feel like,
I am still cuddling you.
All the time I feel like,
I am still holding you.
All the time I feel like,
I am still wavering your hairs gently.
All the time I feel like,
I am still kissing your eyes.
All the time I feel like,
I am still feeling your breath.
All the time I feel like,
I am still reaching out to you.
Talking to you,
Listening to you.
Fighting with you,
Arguing with you.

Oh baby, please come back?
Let us roll back the time?
Oh baby, I still have regrets,
That there should not have been a "NEXT" tomorrow.
If and only if,
We both could have solved
The life's destiny jumble?

Oh baby, please come back?
I promise I wont be like before?
I promise I wont fight like before?
I promise to scrape off my pampering attitude?
I promise I wont cheat on you ever?

Oh baby, I plead you?
Oh baby, I cry for you?
Oh baby, I am dying for you?
Come back baby, oh please!
Please?

Copyright © Nekhel Mohan Sahay | Year Posted 2016



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Treasured Wealth of Mother Earth

A number of children are born everyday,
Yet among these are some of the special ones to stay.
Think differently, act awkwardly is their natural characteristic,
But the people around them consider to be mad proetic.
This often leads them to be discriminated,
From the friends and people they like to be stayed.

Albert Einstein wouldn’t have arrived on this Earth,
Because of his over matured brain to shatter up his birth.
He who theorized the relativity facts,
But this wasn’t initially accepted by people of different tracts.
Louis Braille being a blind boy,
Developed the Braille system for the blinds not to cry.
Shravan Kumar being a boy of B.C. tenure,
Had set an example for the coming generations to secure.
By carrying his parents on a beam balance,
Because their blindness had led them to great tolerance.
Stephen Hawking, as we all know,
Is one of the greatest scientists we ought to bow.
His theories of big bang, aliens and more,
Has left no person to imagine the core.
Though handicapped by appearance,
His brain has no equivalence.

These people have no avarice,
Because they only want world’s nice.
They are a real and rare source of inspiration,
For all the people who trust them with frustration.
It’s the blessing that Lord has bestowed upon us,
In the form of these great people who have no fuss.
There are a lot more examples of same kinda people,
Who have sacrificed their lives
For the well being of mother Earth.

Copyright © Nekhel Mohan Sahay | Year Posted 2016

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Obsession, a Disease

Obsession is a disease!
That turns from one person to another.
Ruins one life after another.
Einstein had once rightly predicted
Way back that,
A day would come when obsession
Will make us the slaves of technology.
But its not obsession in techie world only
Obsession is present everywhere.
Obsession is omnipresent!
In other words after obsession is the strongest competitor
To our beloved yet most powerful TIME.
But have you ever realized that these two are connected?
Be it not tech, but obsession bounds us
To every hook and turns.
Obsession has become such a disease,
That even people have forgotten their original persona.
People have forgotten their relationships
People have forgotten everything.
Still if we soon realize this big con
By the laws of the nature and time,
Then the bridge will be gapped.
And atleast our upcoming generations
Will live their lives peacefully and without stresses.

Copyright © Nekhel Mohan Sahay | Year Posted 2016

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A Tale of Two Clouds

Once a time while
There began a conversation
Or rather say an argument
Between two clouds
As to who can get to the sun first?

Both of them got confused
After an interval of rigorous debate
They decided to go and ask their friends
And decided to take their suggestions.

First of all they went to the star,
The star said not to disturb it
And go and ask the birds.
They did as they were said,
But still the reply they got there was the same.
Then they went to the rain,
Then the thunders
And finally the moon.
Everywhere they kept on getting the same response.
But the moon had something extra to say,
It said “Why do both wonder about reaching the sun?
When both of you stand astill parallel to it
And serve your own purpose for living
Don’t waste your time on such things
And try to think for some new things.”

Copyright © Nekhel Mohan Sahay | Year Posted 2016

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A Teacher's Importance In Life

Teacher is indispensible in this world,
Without whom the students are not properly nurtured.
One day when a teacher in a Gurukul went away,
Giving the charge to one of his meritorious flay.
He ought to maintain all the decorum,
Without which the Gurukul is lost in a drum.
His senior mates were even jealous from his name,
Because of his progress in receiving the fame.

Once a day while there developed a quarrel
On one side were the seniors,
While on the other side was their leader.
The leader was very mature by intellect,
Tried all the hooks and kerns by negotiating for the sect.
But however the seniors didn’t hear him at all,
And tried to hit him after making him fall.

Suddenly arrived the teacher on the spot,
Because he had an intuition of something wrong.
He immediately expelled the garbage of Gurukul,
And tried to make the situation over there cool.
By this, it’s clearly transparent
That the teacher student relationship is subject to reticence,
Because it’s the most unique relationship in the universe.

Respect your teacher
And get what you desire.

Copyright © Nekhel Mohan Sahay | Year Posted 2016

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I'Ve Lost My Love Forever

My life’s became hell
And I wanna yell.

Once upon a time,
I loved a girl nine to nine.
We shared each other’s feelings,
Have known each other for a long time.
She often used to cross the wall,
And I used to prevent her from a fall.
But these were just a part of my everydays’ dream,
Which I used to have before I scream.

I still remember that night
When I first proposed her right,
With a ring in her glass
Which I gave her after we danced.
She accepted me vigorously,
Without giving a second thought to it.

My life’s became heaven
And its gonna stay well

After the acceptance of my proposal,
We had our yummy dinner.
Regarding our family matter
She told me her every secret,
Which had occurred with her very quiet
I too wasn’t far behind,
But didn’t explore myself to that extent.
After having long talks,
We finally headed towards the car.
While I was busy in the bill payout,
She consistently starred me out.
As soon as I turned back
To see her face in the pack,
But to my surprise
She wasn’t anywhere in the picture.
I spontaneously spotted a mob on the road,
Just beside my car where I was to board.
With great frustration I reached out there,
With a positive approach that she wouldn’t lie there.
I saw a girl lying out on the floor,
But she was someone else who was unknown.
Then with a sigh of relief
I saw her inside another taxi,
Which stood at par distance from me
She consistently called out for me.
As she wanted to give something to me
But before reaching out to the car,
It was bashed up like a thrilling zar. (here zar means horror) 

I stood out helpless there,
Saw her lying unconsciously bare.
She still had some breathe out left,
But she had a lot of bleeding around.
And after a few seconds a blast had mound. (here mound means occurred)
Not even her single remaining left behind,
And I was left with her mere thoughts to remind.

My life’s became hell
And I wanna just yell.

My each day
Went off,
Like a hell stock.
My each night
Just passed on by,
I couldn’t ever forget her by.
Coz she was my first and last love,
Forever in life.
I’ve lost my love forever,
And I’ve became a stone-like structure.

My life’s became hell
And I wanna only yell…

Copyright © Nekhel Mohan Sahay | Year Posted 2016

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Book: Shattered Sighs