When lights go off
we look for a torch light,
search for a candle
swimming in darkness,
blindly hunt for a match box
in a black room…
darkness so scary?
From rootlessness to rootedness,
from lonesome state to a family,
from a group to a society,
natural progression.
Yet,
primordial fear haunts ceaselessly!
Whenever forces of oppression operate
silent eyebrows rise in defiance,
when people become lambs
Narasimha arrives,
courtesy Hiranyakasipu!
Eclipses are symbolic,
natural, man made…
Rahu or Ketu no one knows surely in space;
Failure of grids certainly marks of greed,
how can one breathe in peace,
choking all others?
Monsoon may fail,
fail not others dear!
Desire to learn,
not to burn brings in cheer
tiny ant may show the way silently
veils of darkness vanish without a whisper!
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Thank you so much R.K.Bhushan ,sir.Your kind words of encouragement enable me carry on as always.Regards.
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This is , in fact, Sony dear, an innovative way to express your latent resentment at the extremely sorry state of affairs perpetrated by the bosses that represent MERA BHARAT MAHAAN. You have shown a wonderful ripeness in exposing the reality. Hopefully the anguish expressed in poesy works with the message.Best Wishes and regards.
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Thank you sir.Regards.
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When he whole machinery was pressed how to thwart 'the light' of Anna, there was shortcircuit of good sense resulting in darkness!
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