O’ Lord of Billion Souls

 ~Sachin Tendulkar poetry is my self invented poetry genre. It aims to bring out the nostalgia of sachin’s era. All poems in this genre are made & themed to honor Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar.

 

 

O’ lord of billion souls,
make silence solve & ruffle up.
I’m hereby read, in most common scrolls.
beseeching your doors, them mighty up.

O’ lord! of twenty-two yards,
I sing with eloquence, a hopeless bard
make heavens hold, where common behold.
allow a breathe,my story be told.

O’ lord! of wooden willow,
break bread to doubts & inspire fellow.
them rhyming chorus,in names of you.
them orchestrate, those prayers for you.

 

sachin ramesh tendulkar

sachin ramesh tendulkar

O’ lord! of cricketing dawn,
arose a sun & evils be pawned.
I sit to surmise,them portraits you drew.
with a silent soul, when drives you brew.

O’ lord! a most humble man,
a god or mortal, but immortal span.
am a speckle, calling shine of you.
in a billion clustering dime of you.

O’ lord! a man of eternal-era,
make us pronounce, to your wisdom sera.
let us enlighten, be lesser fools.
unravel to world,your golden rules.

 

 

-Poem dedicated and with best wishes for Sachin’s autobiography ‘playing it my way’

 

sachin tendulkar autobiography : playing it my way

sachin tendulkar autobiography : playing it my way

me with sachin sir

me with sachin sir

 

Please share this  post with all sachin fans. Hopefully it will reach the doors & eyes of batting god one day! 🙂

amen & godspeed! 🙂

O' Lord of Billion Souls

O’ Lord of Billion Souls

– Vishu Mishra
first draft- 06-11-2014 (~ 5-6 pm)

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Man of prejudice

Man of Prejudice

awake with this disquiet.
insecure by pell-mell of universe.
i am unaware, in a place non-global.
I rusticate in my earthy plight.

I am a man of many limitations.
yet i speak,what i truly see.
I am a human of fixed notions.
yet your sense, no different from me.

i look around in my little world.
i see we talk un-clearly.
I am man of full of bias,
plagued with prejudice.
I am inheritance bestowed,
of an unjust past.

Prejudice & past

Prejudice & past

I see them in twos & i see them like you-

they are haves or they have not.
they are common or most dear.
they are sane or they are mad.
They are happy or they are sad.

They are materialistic or soulful.
have despair or live hopeful.
Their voices do moot or break in mute.
load guns to fire or recoil in peace.

they are merciless suppressors or totally suppressed.
lay lifeless with past or thrive present in zest.
they are mighty conquerors or un-counted defeated.
they are born petty fearful or claim earth glory feasted.

They toll as employees or handful of employers.
those disingenuous rippers or them innocuous naive.
they get old royal coffins or maiden mass graves.
They Beautify with brevity or fraction in forever.

they are the people of the world, in obvious twos.
they are beautiful in twos,untouched or scarred.

I am man of prejudice, I see them in twos.
yet i see so much, more truer than you.
I bias more brutally, more obvious in twos.
I see more clearly, more clearly than you.

Man of prejudice

Man of prejudice

 

-Vishu Mishra

14-10-2014

The Journey

I realize day in & out
that a power gets feeble within
when most beautiful things un-prosper
& most delightful hopes spur-down.

It agitates my fear of lasting,
those beautiful most, are brevity.
I once had a feeling most sanguine.
now it enervates me, all nights i sleep.

I live wih a code,un-deviated.
faith is rewarded, earnesty grows fruit.
though life wear me out every second,
day by day, hour by hour, i count.

There’s a graveyard of dreams i pass,
some die at gates, others dint last.
I learn my lesson with every step.
those who din’t quit may only pass.

There’s a cruel test to an artist.
& a torrent of opinions hold you.
& most dear people leave you.
There’s a journey most difficulty drawn.

I am a poet.
I am a sketcher.
I am dancer.
I am a writer.
I am an artist, an evangelist,an idea & a dream.
I will prevail.
~Dedicated to all people who have a fight against the common notions.The journey towards art is daunting and needs a great will power to endure.you can tag your artist friends in this,most welcome.

 

 

vishu mishra

09-06-2014

 

The journey

The journey