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Ashok Chakravarthy Poem
The raising sun inspires me
The blooming buds stir me
The blowing wind intoxicates me
The moonlit night lures me
The twinkling stars enlighten me
The rushing tides provoke me
The moving clouds fascinate me
The rainy shower delights me
That was the pleasantness
Still standing as childhood witness
But now……
Parched lands, pouncing heat waves
Drought and poverty leading to graves
Aggressive selfishness engaging nations
While violence and wars breaking regions
The whole mankind is pushed to stake
Leaving human instinct to its own fate
The disciples of The Supreme are mauled
Everything on earth seems endangered.
Where’s the inspiration that moves
Where’s the intoxication that lures
Where’s the motivation that rouses
Where’s the fascination that delights.
Copyright © Ashok Chakravarthy | Year Posted 2005
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Ashok Chakravarthy Poem
Thirst cannot be quenched by showers
Volcanoes cannot be tamed by winds
Waterfalls cannot be curtailed by slopes
Nature cannot be upturned by fires
Storms cannot be crushed by strength
Passions cannot be suppressed by force
But the most influential of the universe
“The Love Supreme ”
Not only can quench and tame, but
Curtail, upturn, crush and suppress
Any storm that rages in heart
Any misery that originates in heart
To give an everlasting solace
For those seeking his beloved shelter.
Copyright © Ashok Chakravarthy | Year Posted 2005
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Ashok Chakravarthy Poem
Nowhere still
I have yet to decide
Yes, how to skip
Where to go
To evade solitude
Haunting from all corners.
Yesterday night
The torrential rain
Dampened my spirit
Now the cloudy dawn
Adds to misery,
Lazy, bereft of hopes
The dull mood
Is painted black
But the lightening woes
Keep on striking
From out of the blue?
The far-off hillock
Through the misty view
Still looks beautiful
But the mask of gloom
From where I aspire
To liberated myself
Is totally surrounded
By hopes deceitful
How should I free myself
Lo mighty destiny !
The tentacles of solitude
Still hold me in their grip,
Injecting venom of frustration
They lurk for the right time
To capture and squeeze
The youthful essence, perhaps
That confronts solitude’s might.
Copyright © Ashok Chakravarthy | Year Posted 2005
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Tears, soon shall slowly trickle down
Deep down the memory of mother earth
Seeping into the annals of martyrdom
Yet another soldier stakes life to death.
The sacrifices made for universal peace
Throughout the archives of our history
No doubt are given a martyr status, yes
To treasure in our long-lasting memory.
Our motherland is the entire universe
“Universal Peace” should flow in our blood
With a wise vision let us render service
Providing succor to those in dire need.
Enlighten those great sacrifices everyday
Highlighting the undying quest for peace
Wish, our dreams one or the other day
Get fulfilled, lighting cheers in every face.
Copyright © Ashok Chakravarthy | Year Posted 2005
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