Nearby a rocky cliff he lives,
happily in the sand and dust.
Others on his loneliness grieves,
he never felt that idea is a must.
Cloudy skies seems gloomy to some,
and he wonders on the shades of grey.
While others babble, he keeps mum,
and is firm when others sought to pray.
Like demon's anger the rocks feel hot,
while he cherishes the warmth of it.
He enjoys his life as he was taught,
and is happy with nothing to forfeit.
Prasenjit©1997-2012
Friday, September 7, 2012
Monday, September 3, 2012
HYPOCRISY
Why does the night seem endless,
and the daytime quickly fleeting?
The 'Gods' even in dark do bless,
and spoil the Devil's evil meeting.
They who dip in the 'Holy Water',
and yet not be kind to the weak!
They before 'God' do not matter,
and get no peace where they seek.
Not only pray with folded hands,
but also wipe the endless tears.
Divine light dawn on lucky bands,
who take trouble to remove all fears.
Prasenjit©1997-2012
and the daytime quickly fleeting?
The 'Gods' even in dark do bless,
and spoil the Devil's evil meeting.
They who dip in the 'Holy Water',
and yet not be kind to the weak!
They before 'God' do not matter,
and get no peace where they seek.
Not only pray with folded hands,
but also wipe the endless tears.
Divine light dawn on lucky bands,
who take trouble to remove all fears.
Prasenjit©1997-2012
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