Ode to a Poet

What does a Poet’s heart desire?
Is it the beloved’s bosom burning fire?
Or the tender tulip lipped wine of his youth
Does a splendour warm summer sooth
What does a poet’s heart desire?

Is it the mourn of leafless tree’s wind
Or a stream’s gurgle aloft the corner grind
Does it require the strength of beloved’s arms?
Or a seraph’s titillating charms
Is what it wears for a frantic attire.

The world is left in an unchartered asunder
Without a poet’s heart that does wonder
Siphoning the gallows of deepest woes
Weaving the muse on lonely hills tiptoed
And dampening the might of a hundred choirs.

The despairing world may never know
Through the words bleeding to and fro
What does a poet’s heart desire?
A divulged gut-wrenching lore to admire
Of life as tattered or valuable sapphire.

A Failing System of Organs

As I sit today with a sense of void
It is easy to comprehend that I might crumble
With my thoughts shimmering low
And my body giving a way to cold
My palms sweat excessively, so do my feets
I feel this sadness crawl into my gut
The final place where it would rest
I feel as weak as a broken branch of a tree
My whole tree, my sense of self, seems to have abandoned me
I can feel my heart slowing down
Just enough to let me know that love is dead
But not low enough to die along with it
As I try to begin to understand
How some people never intended to let me down
It’s just that their best wasn’t as big as I expected
And soon as my hopes crumble right under my feet
As my aspirations abandon my eyes
I could see all of them crying for me there
And as I begin to wonder if I am sinking into my lost eyes
Mirror breaks just a little
My heart cannot sink in its own blood
So it starts to sink in my failures
Just enough to succumb and porpoise
But not enough to let go and find a release
Not that it has no strength
It could still go on and lift the world, take on it again
But what for? Where is the purpose?
What keeps you alive if spirit is.. just gone?
I can hear my heart screaming at times
Haunted by all the love it smothered itself
Why does it not want to hope again?
Perhaps, because hopes have abandoned it, to find a better place
After all, they were alive when they left
No one wants a grave for a home
But here I walk, a grave of a thousand dreams
An obituary of dismantled brain
Here where an unexplored world lives within a ravaged one.
A failing system of organs.

Oh if I wish to see the world
Give me a sight of infinity
A view spectacle of sky
With eternal unbound mobility
And when the comets rolling come
Or sun goes finally old, obese
When the moon will be but a star
Must I awe at the rave of these
A calligraphy of universe
Bamboozling, mysterious, poetic verse
Waves may ripple my soul a day
Of Andromeda’s carnality with MilkyWay
From lone plantes and cast out stars
To see ocean vapour go out of reach
Let me live a life in head
To Marvel my people’s universal breach
Oh, I am a man with an outrun dream
How distant yet true does it seem.

I found my heart
On a lonesome broken street
My youth walks around
With a fire in my feet
If I tell you what I want
Will I lose my sleep?
For dreams are all yours
And all that mine is weep
For there’s a flower in my ganrden
That I can’t give to any
I can’t sing in choir
I’ve heard singing many
My love is burning coal
Will you hold my hand?
It’s different from the others
Of an infertile sand
My heart may build a home
In that broken lonely street
Stained with wasted colours
Of hopes that often sleep
A world that never happened
A love that mourned for you
A heart that weary pauper
May rest in rust and rue

We build our universe

The lush of oxygen
The red of hydrogen
Ignition of supergiants
Blast of gamma rays

The mystery of black holes
The tangling of wormholes
In the wake of goldilock zones
The reign of boundaries and religion

One explosion of supernovae
Where triggers the evolution
The example of co-operation
While dying of one great region

Look at the vastness of cosmos
Everything entangled in superposition
And you say that your neighbor country
Is pushing on superstition

The lush of green woods
The red of human blood
Ignition of neighbor’s houses
The wars of sword and blast of bombs

The mystery of humanity in holes
The entanglements of unacceptable lovers
In the wake of dying earth and holes in humanity
The reign of boundaries and religion

One explosion of terrorist blast
Where triggers of annihilation
The example of our weak souls
While dying of great ones

Look at the vastness of the earth
Everything divided by nations
Teach to speak the truth as kids
Defy it when they are grown

From the infinite to small
There are always universes
From the co-operated to divided
We build our universe
Yes, we thrill our universe.

An United Earth

When I was a kid. In my primary school, we used to sing morning prayers and it used to end with National Anthem of India. And even now whenever I go for a movie, India’s national anthem plays on before the starting of movies. I see people showing diligence and respect towards nations. I often see them fighting and debating over that who’s country is greater one. Whenever India succeeds in the launch of a new rocket or probe or testing of a missile; I see the news telecasts that how we defeated nations in the race. I see people being so proud of their nation while abusing or cursing the other countries. You need visa to go to another country and if you cross border without visa you’re doomed, like Sarabjeet singh, who was just a normal villager of india. He crossed the border without even knowing that he had crossed it and his rest of life ended up in the prisons of Pakistan. He died in there waiting to return to his country once again, to see his family once again.
We hate those who we’ve never met just because of the ‘Nation thing.’ we’ve divided earth into the nations, nations into states, states into cities, cities into areas, areas into homes, homes into persons and persons into religions. Is there no end of this partition? There are national anthems but why not an ‘earth anthem’?
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Where’s the meaning of ‘vasudhaev kutumbkam'(whole earth is my family) we were taught in the schools? On the one hand they teach this phrase and on the other hand they teach, ‘nothing is above your nation.’
Human had partitioned the land for the ease to develope it but now it has become battlefield for the tiny pieces of it. We slaughter just to make our territory on the unclaimed places.
If you could just go out into the space and look at earth, what would you see? Would you see boundaries? Would you hear the national anthem? No, you’d just see a blue sphere with all of its beauty, you’d see earth, unite in all of its beauty. ‘One earth’ you’d see, not two hundred nations. You’d see that earth hasn’t divided itself till yet while we have. If you’d look around, you’d find just black vast space. Look at earth again, there’s life. Now look around again, there’s no life.
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Now just think, you’re in the space and on earth, everyone is FIGHTING for PEACE(irony). Sooner everyone wipes each other out to attain the peace and prove that which nation and religion is the most peace loving.
Now look at the earth again, no life and look around in the space, no life again. We’re unique, not because of the fact that we’re the only known life in our solar system but because of the fact that we Human are greedy, foolish and selfish. Selfish enough to destroy our habitat and foolish enough to think that we’ll attain it by quarreling with each other.
One of my most favorite pictures and quotes are one named, ‘pale blue dot.’ In 1990 when Voyages 1 was 3.7 billion miles away from earth, diving into the deep space at the speed of 40,000 miles per hour, took this picture of our home, Earth, which is merely a tiny fraction of a pixel (0.12 pixel) in this picture.
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Do you see this? It’s our home and here’s my favorite quote by my favorite scientist, Carl Sagan for my favorite photograph-
”Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands
of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in
the history of our species lived there-on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.
The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how
eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.
Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our
obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from
ourselves.
The Earth is the only world known so far to harbor life. There is nowhere else, at least in the near future, to which our species could
migrate. Visit, yes. Settle, not yet. Like it or not, for the moment the Earth is where we make our stand.
It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building
experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it
underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another,
and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known

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I was greatly moved by the speech when I read it. If only you understand the intensity of the words said by him, you’d know that there’s something new born inside of you. Let’s help making a united world, where our descendants would sing an anthem for The ‘United Nations Of Earth.’
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