God’s Love

Not those still lean or beginning to shrunk.
Battling their sins or sweating in sun.
Dreary in love, or un-ending tasks.
Bestowed upon them, since dawn embarks.
A reloading roster that keeps them on.
Depriving the creams & comforts they spawn.

But revels in roses, consuming their wine.
Smiles each day more & grows just fine.
Stays top en-listed, in golden pods.
Sleeps happier than ever, in coziest abode.
what offered them, so far & rest,
he offered and wills to, only the best.

Neither writes nor reads,to burden their head.
Neither solves the problems of genius instead.
Lives each day more to live it just more.
Not to progress somewhere or proceed in any meaning.
It’s not the former, who now stand en-raged.
But god loves those who swell with age.

God's Love

God’s Love

Rated-R City

Pathos of voices muffled,
In decibel of nation’s change.
Those forums of lights,
Shrouding the urban blights,
And trading the human pain.

In a digital age, into a concrete jungle.
The listless humanity, is left to waste.
Educated & aware, the denizens en masse.
But could not stop this one more rape.

The Nights are dark & corners tainted.
A crusade fillips through media lights.
Next day is held, hostage to debates.
But farther nights, to un-guarded gates.

They splinter the essentials of civility & spirit.
Through garrulous grenades & apathy of dogma.
Then rises a stir of trivia untill,
It falters &succumbs to this concrete space.

If i could build this city, by brick & stones.
Place barbarism, to guard its darker gates.
Then justice would blind, to extempore of mobs.
But satiate my humanity,through swat & swathe.

The grim desires ,repleting  dread with plight.
I could lose my city but win  those farther nights.
Un-tainted, un-chained, to a  dawn of today.

By: Vishu Mishra

18-10-2015

: In response to escalating crime against women in Delhi, October-2015: In response to escalating crime against women in Delhi, October-2015

Poem : Rated-R city

Rated-R city

The Missile Man

~ In my humble opinion, Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam is  truly worthy of the Indian title -‘Modern day Father of Nation in 21st century.’ .

He inspired & was loved by millions – kids,students & academic faculties.

A mighty Indian, A sainthood figure & A brilliant scientist.

-Rest in Peace. Godlove.

 

 

 

 

The Missile Man

 

 

Let us rise above our differences.
Let us rever in our commonalities.
Let us look beyond the regular sky.
To the apex, a rocket has abloomed.
It has shed its colors in azure blue.
& just one parting wisdom for you.

 

 

There are few men of our ages.
They belong to no one but all.
Those who could touch their warmth & breathe in their will.
Or still see their light by climbing a distant hill.
Or hear their voices in a naive enmasse.
Are deep in prayers venerated.

 

When you truly dream & turn thoughts to actions.
When you’re born one life yet live it a million more.
& billions will sprout to your moral seeds.
Heaven joins in prayer to you immortal deeds.

 

few moments are times far in between.
They congregate such a singular emotion.
On a night as such when heaven rejoice.
There is all to learn & reminisce on earth.
In poetic flight like a rocketing ode,
Pay your deepest homage to his finale abode.

 

Now you may pick his baton that slipped through his fist.
Now you may choose your race, through confusion & mist.
& run hard with it or take your flight like this rocket.
Go poetic mode in a rocketing ode.
Swear your karma to his final abode.

 

To reverberating eloquence, greater than one soul.
To everyone’s plight.
Let us humm tonight
Let them candles burn in our fullest of hearts.
& their fumes ignite the sublime of our minds.

 

In the ebbing ripples, of a giant soul brewing.
Float a billion dreams, to their make & moorings.
From the eyes of a little kid with a paper boat.
To thick brows of a grown up man at nation’s helm.
Such is truly this moment’s learning,
It never dies but slips in our lives, like a religion.
Such poetic ode is aspired tonight.

 

 

It transcends generations & decades.
They all bow down today, to a timeless man.
Let us see him join his heavenly clans.
Now countdown to this rocket’s greater plans.
let us witness,
The final flight of the missle man.

 

 

~ Proud to be an Indian & to reside in a country where APJ Abdul Kalam lived.

Dr. Kalam rose from a humble background to become the key faculty in India’s first missile mission in the outer earth orbit. He received bharat Ratna in 1997 for his outstanding contribution to sciene and technologies. He served as term president from 2002-2007. He was popular was his love for students and always inspired confidence in young people to question,debate and dialogue.He was the most popular president in current times & was inducted with honorary doctrate degree by more than 30 educational institutions. He is a scribe to some of the best inspirational books, few of my favorite are- Wings of fire (Agni ki udaan) , Ignited Minds & Turning point.

 

Dedicated to his avatars ,inspirations & grand deeds : The missile Man, The Rocket Man, Bharat Ratna, People’s President, Great Orator, Great Author, Evangelist & The Mighty Indian.

 

Please share. Thanks & Regards

APJ Abdul Kalam

APJ Abdul Kalam

The Missile Man ~An ode to Dr. Abdul Kalam

The Missile Man ~An ode to Dr. Abdul Kalam


 

Resolve

Resolve

If voices could resolve,
Save my entrapped soul.
Reeling away from pivotal reality.
Enslaved by an immortal wish.

If silence could speak
Douse my murky soul in wisdom.
Drench my maiden bones in wit.
Sitting beside an older grave for night.
Listening between the sober’s blight.

Though answer i seek,lie deep within.
Search & Search I tire.
Although a robust sheen, deflects me.
Marauding henceforth in lights & noise.
if those voice could really rejoise.

Reveberating through & through.
One passes silently, i gasped.
them nerves & bones, entwining now wrapped.
tender through sheen, in divine milieu.
In tranquil of night, them finally do.

22-06-2015

-Vishu Mishra

Resolve

Resolve