In India, President can't preside, Speaker may not speak,
And Governor should not govern; mere rubber stamps at
work!
"Time and tide do not wait for anyone";
After all, who else waits here for someone?
"Marriages are made in heaven":
Spouse to spouse should not make it a hell!
One who cannot use his brain
Will live only under strain!
Don't deride anybody as weakling,
Today's mendicant may be tomorrow's king!
Only that could be yours, which you earn;
What you gained, did you earn?
Man gave God multiple hands* in His picture
To depict the Lord as the Superpower.
(* Hindu gods are depicted with multiple hands)
Accustomed to, even pitch darkness
Could be of perceivable brightness!
Say one thing and do something else,
Is the first step towards success!
Man is prisoner of his own mind;
None else can bail him out of the bond.
May be "Money is what money does",
But it can't buy love, a single dose.
Wealth of learning is intangible
Wealth of cunningness is tangible!
"Thy kingdom come": it is my prayer,
Kindly name me Thy Prime Minister!
"Give us this day our daily bread"
A good lot to last a decade!
Hawks may fly even supine,
Over heap of gold coin!
Criminals are not punished;
Idolised, they are worshipped!
Greatness is quality innate,
Which people try to cultivate!
There should be a river that flows
For anyone to swim across!
Lifeless granite idols
Are gods that save our souls!
All we see and hear
Are all lies, my dear!
Heaven and hell are created by man's talent;
And he can make it anywhere, any moment!
Insulting is the habit of the insolent;
Ignoring insult is the trait of modest!
"Work is worship" rule of the past;
But, now it is "Work for profit"!
Dressed up, spraying fragrant perfumes and made up faces,
Men know not, they are factories of stinking feces.
All the beauty of women is only skin deep,
To enjoy it, men should penetrate further deep!
Nature lavished its resources on man:
Man lavishes his resources in vain!
Human beauty is solely external,
Once skinned, it is only stinking kernel.
Whether offered to Lord or not, flower
Withers away, in hours twenty-four!
Youngsters have "short-sight";
Elders have "long-sight"!
A blind can guide you,
In total darkness!
THINK IT OVER
Often myth sounds truth
And truth likens myth!
What happens if truth and lie vie?
The lie will stand up and truth lie!
Wailed aloud as you came, availed eventful life,
Prevailed, you will leave leaving others in wailing
grief!
You correct yourself,
The rest will mend itself!
You can assert your right if you are right;
Only can falter when you are at fault!
Choose who loves you
Than whom you love!
We can reap only what we sow;
Fortunate few reap from mere show!
If you work with your hands, looking up,
You will rise unto heavens, and up!
Camphor burns to smoke leaving not even ash and odd,
Emitting fragrance of selfless oblation to the Lord!
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