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Mili Mili Poem
Since ages, this has been a source of victory,
as well as failure.
Every one posses it but a few utilise it wisely,
This has lead to the construction of new kingdoms or the destruction
of empires,
This gave rise to both negative characters like Shylock or Shakuni and
positive characters like lord Krishna or Yudishtira
Who could have thought that an apple which fell as usual from a tree would change the destiny of science by the discovery of gravity ..
Scientists posses it but very few utilise it and earn a name as 'Great',
This creation may be used for deceiving others or killing or Even for the establishment of peace,
This is the most possessive , attractive creation and can only be understood by
experience , this is the Human Mind ..
No one knows what a person may think, unless he tells by himself
or some one with extreme intelligence can read his mind ,
the amazing thing is, we humans even in the 21st CE
are struggling to understand this great creation of God .....
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This stage has produced puppets of varied faces,
thinking, colours and places,
Each puppet is an amalgamation of feelings,
ideas and creativity ,
These puppets play different roles in their life.
they may take the role of a mother , wife ,daughter,
son, father,grandfather and many more..
Destiny decides their birth place or the family
in which they are born,
these puppets may also be given a role of rich or poor
they may face many difficulties in life ,
After a difficult life when success is attained and
happiness prevails then, the wood may turn old or
the life's string may break and the puppet is there
lying on the stage static...
Its all God' s wish and will which decides the birth and death ,
After all, at every stage of life one thing remains
which signifies the greatness of these puppets,
which the Earth has produced that is ,
FAITH and BELIEF
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The woods are waiting for the roar which has gradually gone into oblivion.
The roar ...
which kept the evil away,
the roar which made the jungle shrill ,
the roar which brought life to the forest has suddenly... perished !
The stripped one, majestic in every view,
ever sharp eyes & furious and on whose anger the jungle would shrill ...
where has it gone?
Sliding through the grass,
creeping through the woods,
using its intelligence to catch the pray and clearing its grassy path for hiding.
Now that grassy path was left undisturbed .
No one to hide..
The Brook flowed making loud sounds,
is now making its way quietly.
The lush green surroundings has turned into a deserted place....
Where has the king- the life, the fear,
which kept the evil away , gone ????
Has that fear gone away for ever ?
if its gone then then the world has lost one of the most precious nature's gift.
Have the cruel humans killed it ?
Have the humans forgotten humanity ?
No roar echoing through the forest - but far away suddenly a roar could be heard ...
but was filled with anger, pain and sacrifice !!
It is our duty to protect at least one and let the roar live long .
The gift of nature, the majestic, the stripped one ... live long ... live long ...live long !!! ...........
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