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Over Ambition of Human

Natural disasters are unstoppable disasters
No way to ignore and go away from them
But additional tension man-made disasters
No limitation of aches grow in innocent heart
In fact, the symbol of over ambition of human.

Bhaktapur, Nepal
09/08/2014

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My Country and Hope of Progress

Keen to sincere act
Country leaders make lessons
People perceive change.

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The World Within Mood of Autocrats

I see daily war torn countries in the news
I feel pain and fear internally in my heart
O God! What is happening here I scare?
I get hard to separate human and animal.

We have to survive for one time in a life 
Although, how much difficulty there is?
Which lessons give them ideal sense?
What lessons make them feel humanity?

Killings and damaging are the supremacy
Every greedy of power and wealth thinks 
They know better themselves even pretend
As nothing known about the awful results.

These weeping, these crying and low faces
I seem, they are coming in my dream to bite
I can’t sleep because of seeing rolling images
In front of my eyes I feel then I weep and cry.

My pain and agony do not touch anybody
More than me thousand times sufferers have
I only could say this is not good to drink blood
But who understand in this world of Autocrats!

Bhaktapur, Nepal
08/08/2014

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War: Misery of Human Life

Expenses for war
Useless, Only to lose peace
Alas! Rise of poor.

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A Miraculous 2004 Tsunami Survival

God! Your splendid heart always loves the people 
It reflects your realization the pain and ache of depart
As a result, you made reunited and gave happiness
You’re great! For the family of Raudhatul Jannah,
Who was lost in the 2004 Indian Ocean Tsunami,
Of that much horrible destruction and damages.
 
This is the true story of an Indonesian couple
Happening of unbelievable and unexpected thing
The incident of survival after the dead hope
In the age of fourteen as she was swept away in four
The wish of God, brought Jannah into the door of her home
Who knows about the future and human’s fate more? 

Septi and Jamaliah, were a lucky parents of Jannah.
They were also being saved in tens of thousands dead
When the quake-triggered tsunami was in Aceh Province 
In spite of making this deadly catastrophe still desperate
A surviving hope has kept them happy in finding the son, Arif
As miracle seen the daughter found after the decade long. 
 
Jannah was spotted by her own uncle walking on the street?
He noticed resemblance then asked few questions to the girl?
Almighty’s wish to reunite, it was confirmed she was Jannah
She was survival of the disaster, missing daughter of his sister
Her luck provided shelter as one of the adoptive family member 
That kind fisherman, Sarwani was like a divine to care to her.

There was no bound of gladness in the family getting reunited
Seeing daughter at the front and there is still hope of finding son
The elderly woman was happy to hand over Jannah to her mother
She took the satisfactory breath as she reached her original place 
Human helped human here as a God, everyone must be like that 
There are no words to praise Oh God, in your amazing participation!

Bhaktapur, Nepal
11/08/2014

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Imperfect Mixture of Minds

I and you and this world
He, She and they. 
Mixture of minds
A made society a world
Imbalanced and imperfect
No good measurement of blending. 

I am a one and one mind
Still busy to think
Living in this zigzag world
Everyone is not like to me
Mad ! Planning to change 
My inner craziness.
Only me alone hoping.

Lack of far-sighting
Not only me innocent world
They all thoughtless
Ruining the every part
It seems losing beauty.
Here is needed to search
Where is the seeds of imbalance?
Correction of madness
Everyone is crazy, not conscious !

Gradually my days going down
Not only me, all's
The days coming, no change 
That one day, 
Never came expected day. 
One after another the generation 
Landing on the Earth !
After regretting
Changing into the dust 
We haven't learnt yet 
We are for what ?

Glory of being human 
Even we are not for each other.
No safety, no shelter
The world is moving
With empowering damage and triggering
Attempt of fulfilling 
Own thought than anything
Imperfect Mixture of Minds !

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What I Am and Who Am I

My lavish world of happiness
With digging of hole to fall down myself 
To flow into the drainage  
Far afar to go and go and go 
Damaged all and ruined 
But know why? No idea 
Perhaps missing and losing heart 
Big breakage and gaping 
Heart-loss moment and loss of trust 
My heart was clean so far  
I was thinking with boldness 
The time was driven to me to the way of endanger.  

It was the battle of life  
The bad days of life  
Truthfulness of life 
Years gathered thoughts and knowledge dampening 
And harshness of valueless spilling fate  
Concurrent offerings brought better experiences 
Useless practices and securing hate occurred  
Growing in the mind mostly  
Painful moments padlocked.  

I got diagnosed with growing sorrows 
God! You are omniscient and almighty 
I know you have created to me and landed 
Overlapping with this stressful life bringing monotonous moment 
I am dying in this survival  
Plenty of thoughts dying  
Bizarre of my life dying along with 
My fun dying, my pleasure dying 
My activeness and aggressiveness all dying 
O God! Then say to me who I am? 
I am your creativity or throwing trash of this Earth?

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Finding God

A child is walking on the street crying
Worn torn clothes and was trembling
She had no destination where to go?
Took out a paper and began to show.

Help me! Help me! I have no one to see
No money with me, give me to eat free
Listen! I am a child of nine with no family
My uncle and aunt beat me daily heavily.

My childhood is passing without any care
To do anything, I have no capacity and dare
I am bored and wish to say to this world bye  
No mood to live more I crave immediate die.

In the same time, a passer stopped to listen
This kind-hearted then urged to her taken
He took a decision to make her daughter
His bravery proved as God as great savior.    

Bhaktapur, Nepal
10/08/2014

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Leaders and Their Behaviour

Most leaders are barking dog
Only few are good, seem loyal

Viewing sights are weak almost
Position made alike, no fault.

Eyes see wealth and wealthy
Poor are likely barb to them 

Bid of dealing conducts with
Same level people or powerful

Poverty and suffering for them
No caring and major matter 

No meaning of falling tears
Less earning in all day working

No hope of ventilating good life
Own future is futile for oneself.

Dead hope, locked door all trouble
Intolerable piercing moments

Unbelievable and unexpected hegemony
Padlocked the whole ruling system

Politics produces into the candidate
Pretending like dead, dumb and deaf

In the time of entering into the doorsteps
Spreading oath, sweetly and politely

We are here for all and everybody
Truth and trusty statements of liars.

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My Hopelessness and Loss of Sleep

My sleepless nights
Many days, months, years passed away
I have heard, but … … …..nothing satisfactorily 
Rear case
Few are surviving without food
Some are surviving without sleep.

I am mad both I need
Hard for me in these days
Why I am sleepless?
Why I am getting loss of my sleep?

The blue Sky has become very friendly to me
I count stars from the balcony
Why I am like this always?
No change in my life?
Losing power to make understand myself
My mind and body
Fighting with my hopelessness
But I have heard 
Hopeless life sometimes gets hopeful life
Drawing lines of unconscious for how long?
Still I have to learn to dominate my tensions.

Because this mind goes anywhere,
Where we say to go or whether not say
And it pursues guide for its movement
Sometimes not
What we make possible
It depends on our movement.

There is big different 
Between my life and my dominated life
My life was free
I used to eat and drink
And I feel freedom for me anytime
But my dominated life is tightened with ropes 
One, two, three adding, attaching and attaching
Day by day tightening and tightening.

Needing more and more penny
I too searching to gain for me
In this penniless world for needy
Who has got lot, they are greedy
Bridging them all with solution 
Thinking and thinking and thinking
I have no more sleep 
For attempt of balancing
I have got lost my sleep.