Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poem. Show all posts
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
My Prayer
No being may pain when I talk,
No man may dread of my knock,
And this I ask of You to stock.
By Munnan © Munindra Misra
Email: munindramisra@gmail.com
Monday, November 24, 2008
My Date with Nature
You have a heart, you have a face,
You are a girl with a grace,
You are simple, you are true,
You are catching and I love you.
. . . .
She is the Queen of the queens,
A matchless beauty the kind unseen,
Her face is pure the kind adored,
Her eyes her lips bewildering.
Extracts from `My Date With Nature'
By Munnan © Munindra Misra
Email: munindramisra@gmail.com
Aim Of Life
Speech one may regret,
Silence no sorrow begets,
Humility be born before honour,
Soft answer turns wrath's corner. [2.12]
Man but be lost in wishes,
Of wealth, fame and riches,
This airy castle he stitches,
With logic that are his ditches. [2.20]
Richness and fat does need,
In logic clever fine deeds,
But paunches never do breed,
Fine thoughts or sublime seeds. [2.22]
A dog to vomit does turn,
A fool to folly returns,
The wise err but learn,
Gaining from each burn. [2.29]
Hypocrisy a homage is true,
That vice pays to virtue,
Be man himself so true,
That no false does he brew. [2.33]
Extracts from `Aim of Life'
By Munnan © Munindra Misra
Email: munindramisra@gmail.com
Grief
All grief that of any Man,
Remove himself, he only can,
For this grief that be within,
Be caused by his own thinking
By Munnan © Munindra Misra
Email: munindramisra@gmail.com
Target
As the Hunter reached its side,
And looked down with full pride,
He exclaimed with joy begot,
How well his target he had got.
The shot deer in throes of death,
Moaned in his last few breaths,
`Understand nature and eternity,
Brother just once the target you be.'
By Munnan © Munindra Misra
Email: munindramisra@gmail.com
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
The Nuclear Question
Any act against the constitution,
Must be cleared to be but void,
But atomic acts against humanity,
Are the strength to be but tried.
The future of any of the countries,
Does lie way above its people,
And the future of humanity -
On numerous BOMBS so ample.
By Munnan © Munindra Misra
Email: munindramisra@gmail.com
The Worldly Ways
The world, the din, the time, the kin,
In our days are a sin,
Love's condemned and not true,
A farce for sex, a laugh at You.
Simplicity is a crime,
Frauds and liers are divine,
Sex is worshiped, live not true,
Cheat be cheated our motos new.
Love is lost - so dear to You,
And lovers are but a few,
'Cause they know that live if hell,
As customs are but their cell.
The lies, the crime, the evil ways,
Are the paths of our days,
We love our neighbour as love's not true,
And hate the others cause they do too.
By Munnan © Munindra Misra
Email: munindramisra@gmail.com
Smoke
The soul of fire rises from its pyre,
Shades deeper does it go shyer,
Effortlessly meandering its way higher,
Into nothingness – yet from every fire.
By Munnan © Munindra Misra
Email: munindramisra@gmail.com
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