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)

I am myself


If you have  been tagged or just stumbled to this page. I welcome you to my poetry section.
It’s the most noted section of my blog.

Check blog’s poetry  & follow updates https://theoutofbusiness.com/category/english-poetry/


 Review :This particular poem is one of my most favorite & finest of creations. It’s written to inspire, encourage and amplify people’s belief in themselves. I hope the readers rekindle their passions & follow their heart towards their dreams.
I have faith! that once you’re done reading this aloud & repeatedly, ( not sermonizing!) a positive effect will bind you and we shall connect as a writer & a reader.Hopefully!, my message will get through and so will my expressions.

I hope on the day, september 23 of autumnal equinox, our mind and heart gets into a balance like day and night. We find the purpose of our lives and realize the self in our being.

 It’s aimed to revive the skills & confidence of a person.


Dedication & Inspiration : This poem is inspired from the original screenplay of movie series ‘Rocky’ . It greatly draws motivation from the struggles, self-identification and self-belief of the character Rocky Balboa played by stalwart actor Sylvester Stallone.


Rocky Balboa

Rocky Balboa

Further, it draws inspiration from the title song‘ measure of a man’ sung by legend Sir Elton John. It aims to extrapolate and re-inforce the ideals & motif intended at the virtues of ‘being a man’ or ‘being yourself’. I hope this poem adds tribute to the respectable art work of the great actor/director and latter but no less, the king of melody.

Sir Elton John on piano

Sir Elton John on piano

 It is dedicated to all the people, artists, dancers, actors, singers,dreamers and everyone who has fond dreams to be someone .All those who are struggling to find their touch to inner self. All those who believe in living by being themselves.All those who have faced impeccable odds to overcome difficulties, yet hold the thought that one lives best by being himself.

song lyrics- measure of a man, movie : rocky v

song lyrics- Measure of a Man, Movie : Rocky V

 At-last but for most, this poem is also a dedication to my Late. brother Vikesh Kumar. His life as an artist and as a pursuant of his dreams, is a great inspiration to me and people who knew him. I hope every person born with a divine spark, shall find ability to search his light within himself by being himself. I and vikesh were greatly inspired by the work of ‘rocky’ series and the song lyrics of ‘measure of a man’ .There have been endless discussions around it. This poem is my personal dedication to those discussions, moments and ideas. In those memory is this picture below, we both really loved  it as a projection of the whole ‘being rocky’ idea 🙂

sylvester stallone as rocky

sylvester stallone as rocky


Vikesh Kumar- Artist (Actor,dancer,writer)

Late. Vikesh Kumar- Artist (Actor,dancer,choreographer, writer, dreamer)


If you wish to know more, Pay your peace and tribute at:

1. Vikesh Kumar, FB profilehttps://www.facebook.com/indomitable.vikesh

2. Vikesh Kumar, FB community : https://www.facebook.com/pages/Vikesh-Kumar/330576050403639


Please don’t forget! – to read slow, read aloud,read repeatedly and acknowledge the punctuation well! .
 it’s purposefully structured ,to bring the best with all above considerations.
 Enjoy vocalizing the rhyme aloud ! 🙂


P.S. previous poem : ‘The Happy Birthday Song’ : Reading tags- celebration, greetings,wishes,birthday,everyone is special.


 Link  :1.FB :  https://www.facebook.com/notes/386381798778/

        2.WordPress : https://theoutofbusiness.com/2014/09/18/the-happy-birthday-song/



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Vishu Mishra


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Adios 🙂

Thank you.







Sink feet in sand, goes head deluge.
a broken heart, can no more lose.
a share of voices, pell-mell but god.
if fond took flight, but wings aren’t bright.




bonded to chains,of a thoughtful tomorrow.
bereaved by passions, devoured by notions.
sometimes a spark,  kindles & delight.
sometimes breathing; in midnight silence,
i grow wings in the realize.




Angels of passion,rescue my dawn.
I touch a fire, & desires un-pawned.

churned & mustered, give strength to cope.
from brighter sun, to a dusk of hope.

in the solstice moon, i sit &  surmise.
smile gauge upon aureole, a moonish charmise.




In hearts of heart, where no lovers reach.
In the gist of soul, a conscientious belief.
In the drift of mind, it’s one of a kind.
In the red hot blood, to ashes & mud.




I know, I realize, I act in now.
In silence of seconds, along shall i measure.
when world’s upon chaos, In technicolor shall savor.

to breathe in beyond- opinions, mirage & bereave.
the moments i am myself, just believe in me.




them moments get inserted, in life & people.
where truth rekindles,unshackle it levitates.
&wings turn bright, they flutter & re-create.

it’s so surreal, i surmise.
like moonish charm, so bright.




Delighted & en-lighted, i hover on sand.
engulf-ed in belief & gloved in identity.
nothing fits so well, when i wore myself.
just believe in moments, when i turn myself.


By: Vishu Mishra

First draft: 23-09-2014

I Am Myself

I Am Myself

To do the right thing

If you have stumbled to this page. I welcome you to my blog’ poetry section.
This poem is one of my most favorite & finest of creations. It’s written to inspire, encourage and amplify people’s inner voices. I have faith! that once your done reading this aloud & repeatedly, ( not sermonizing!) a positive effect will bind you and we shall connect as a writer & a reader.
Hopefully!, my message will get through and so will my expressions.
It’s aimed to revive the righteousness of a person.

Please don’t forget! – to read slow, read aloud,read repeatedly and acknowledge the punctuation well!
it’s purposefully structured ,to bring the best with all above considerations.
Thank you. Enjoy vocalizing the rhyme aloud ! 🙂


‘To do the right thing’




Can you hold the truth & lose your voice.
Can you live!, such a muffled life.

Can you find!?- that pacifier, your deviant! your Lucifer!
Or shall you stutter , then mumble, & recede to silence.

Can you swear; to hold! the truth; up-most.
Speak it blunt, cold, & un-tamed!

Such times a-blazed!, with opinions & self-doubt.
You eternally jitter!, yet stand & headway.

     ..With mortal calm, with immortal faith.




Will you envenom your soul!, with immoral toxins.
Or drench it out! –
in sweat,  in blood ,in tears.

Will you incinerate!, them innocent & helpless.
Or burn down the antagonist!, them shrewd & hellish cold.

Will you embrace them all  –
The inferno!, the bullets ! ,all coarse- cuss!
Let your soul ripped off, not ricochet.

Will you leave!, a fallen man behind.
Or stay altogether, a-last & instead.


Can you do! , one right thing for me.
Will you hold, your righteous today.

.. & read to them righteous, everyday.



By: Vishu Mishra

First draft: 04-09-2014

To do the right thing

To do the right thing

मैं अकेला यहाँ चलता हूँ |

मैं अकेला यहाँ चलता हूँ| originally dated:march 07,2006, 4:00 am



मैं अकेला यहाँ चलता हूँ,
संभले हुए हैं सब यहाँ |
मैं अकेला खुद ही संभालता हूँ |

और अपना कहते हैं वोह मुझे,
जब यूँ ही किसी बात की तरह |
और मुह अँधेरे में, जो मैं अपने घर से निकलता हूँ |
पर रौशन हैं सड़के दिल्लगी की सड़क पर,
फिर भी मैं मुह-अँधेरे, किसी गलियारे में,
धढ़कनें समेटे हुए चलता हूँ |

मैं अकेला और मेरा पहचाना हुआ,
वोह शाम सा सवेरा |
जब मैं अकेला चलता हूँ |
हर शाम थकेहारे के बाद वोह रात,
और सुबह के इंतज़ार में,
यूँ करवटें बदलता हूँ |

इस गाढे-गाढे जाड़े की,
कोहरे जैसी तन्हाई में |
इन छोटे-छोटे गढ़हों की,
इस झील सी गहराई में |
जब मैं हर बारिश के यूँ बाद,
मोजों तक छपकता हूँ |
तब लगा मुझे की शायद मैं,
अकेला यहाँ चलता हूँ ||

रूठे हुए हैं सब यहाँ,
मैं अकेला ही संभलता हूँ |
इस कोलाहल के चौराहे में,
और मोड़ आया तोह मुढ़ गए,
ना जाने इतना क्यूँ मुढ़ता हूँ ?

एक कशिश में हर पल दिखता हूँ,
जीवन की भागा दौड़ी में |

this poem is dedicated to the little master:sachin ramesh tendulkar.the epitome of dedication,inspiration,hardwork and hope in our lives.

आतिश की चमक है आँखों में,
हर पल कागज़ पर लिखता हूँ |
ये कविता ख़तम ना होगी यूँ,
जीवन की आपाधापी में |
ये जंजीरें जो मुझे बांधें थी,
हर बंदिश तोड़ के लिखता हूँ |

मैं अकेला यहाँ जो चलता हूँ,
शब्दों के परे हिचकता हूँ |
मैं अकेला यहाँ जो चलता हूँ,
हर पत्थर तोड़ निकलता हूँ |
मैं अकेला यहाँ जो चलता हूँ,
सूरज को लिए यूँ आँखों में,
और दिल को लिए यूँ हाथों में,
साँसों में नहीं हिचकता हूँ,
उस रात यूँ खुद ही संभलने में |
और नहीं चाहिए हाथ मुझे,
जो कांपें हाथ पकड़ने में ||

मैं अकेला ही यहाँ चलता हूँ |
और अग्निपथ ही चुनता हूँ |
क्यूंकि मंजिल वोहि जो मेरी हो |

चाहे कम्पन कदम मैं रखता हूँ,
इन गढ़हों की गहराई में |
चाहे बिखर-बिखर कर चलता हूँ,
इस कोहरे की तन्हाई में |
पर अकेला यहाँ मैं  चलता हूँ,
इस सत्य की परछाई में ||

“steal the moment and it will echo forever”

दूर भले ही चलता हूँ,
उन अन्धकार की गलियों से |
आसान भले ही लगता हो,
जहाँ मार्ग नहीं मैं चुनता हूँ |
चाहे शाम को मैं भी ढलता हूँ,
अपनी लम्बी परछाई में |
पर सुबह मैं फिर से उगता हूँ,
उम्मीद की किरण यूँ आई देख |
और फिर अकेला चलता हूँ,
उस लक्ष्य की कठिनाई पे |

मैं अकेला यहाँ चलता हूँ |
मैं अकेला खुद ही संभलता हूँ ||

कवि: विशु मिश्रा
तिथित : मार्च 7, 2007
2:42 am-3:59am