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Govind Goyal Poem
Cried loud all "innovate or perish" all around the World
Why not the education which gives the greatest mould
Primary , Secondary and Tertiary are the steps to consume our life
This system is age old not have any logic with the time rife
Mature are the minds today before their age
Then why You Educationist let their brain waste over page
Think twice and RETHINK, REKINDLE the Hope
Education is stepping stone not a joke
Let the death-knell takes its toll on the past
Rest assured, Children will fly high without a mast
So restructure, redesign redefine the system
That makes the life , CARPE DIEM!!!
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" Cut from here" are the words printed on the chips packet
with image of the scissors but irony is that
one is carry the scissors if thinks of having the stuff
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O ' My Master, Bat my hat with your pat
My hat is my ego, my arrogance
Which I rare take off when enter near Thee
You being master pat it so not be inflated.
Life after life has accumulated and stored
None but your enemy-the Ego which poses
Hindrance to reach to you and get assimilated
My master, groaning my heart for your Love
Come like a Dove in my lap
Hatch my eggs of honesty and humility
So I may fly high to scale the inaccessible
Day and night i am burdened with the pain of
False attachment this world gives us false hopes of belongingness
But what happens with the turn of events
All our well wishers who stood with us once
Now have shown the exit door ajar
What does it happen God made the relationship to caress you
but we have got entangled in that web
Which was never true never had any substance
but we poor fellow got enmeshed in to it
Now my saviour come and help me overcome my sorrow genes
To atone my sins and be with you
Since you are infinite and me finite
Let us enjoy and get unite
Govind Prasad Goyal
Assistant Professor
IMS Law College, Noida (UTTAR PRADESH) India 201303
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Life is nothing but a vanity box
All rumours and and a call hoax
to make a noise all around
Vigilant are all and nothing found
Asked a stranger, why then thou art here?
My best is gone and left no treasure
Thoughts are wrinkled hearing so
me also thoughts the days are numbered
Then struck a thought its not so
my poor vision could not have any seed to sow
How could you have then any leave and branch to guard
Thee from the scorching heat and soil parched?
The panacea to make life be fruitful
have its juice to its full kernel
sow the seed of good deeds
then find your precious is mead.
Govind Prasad Goyal
Faculty Incharge
IMS Law College, Noida
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O' master of my heart! Pray to thee
Thrash the grain against the chaff
This heart is sterile and barren like a babe
has its partner but without being grave
Let it have union with thee
to create a zygot of virtuosity
When the foetus is ready to move around the womb
don't let it guard on its own
since the soul on its own is in grave danger
may be attacked by the devil stranger
Pray to thee , let the baby come out safe of the narrow passage
And rear it up like a mother and father and then a guide
since roads of life are diverse laned and wide
here the traffickers know no traffic rules
Be the traffic police to guide its way
so never it has any negative sway
O' Master! pray to thee become its nurse
therefore it may cast away the appalling curse
Govind Goyal
Assistant Professor
IMS Law College, Noida
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