Amity – 1

Amity is everywhere and yet truly nowhere. From a theological view point there can be numerous reasons to endorse monotheism. But some bigots launch a tirade against polytheism. Theologically and in reality a polytheistic mindset can incorporate monotheism and similarly a monotheist can also adapt deeming lesser gods as prophets or other great folks. My argument in favor of polytheism is that it is an endangeared species with Hinduism being the only extant polytheistic faith. Another great fact is that despite the several gods the people live in amity (half truth as have to disregard caste strife),where the monotheistic faiths fight as to what kind or whose faith is supreme. One truth I know is diversity is god and amity is its product.

Go away, silly one

Go away, silly one, that don’t know of loss,

dub yourself loser, leave joker, laughter not here,

wailed a lady in crowd, all noise did pause,

now clad colourful, old black dresses didn’t smear;

I spoke, I lost but a dream, not living, loving soul,

came not to mourn or share, yet I do care,

gone days of joy, nights of sleep, dreams stole,

gone thunder, rain, rainbow and lighting’s glare;

what desert, as gone the sand beneath my feet,

gone breeze, even mighty sea without time to see,

gone sweet home, now a thorn, my last retreat,

no refuge, no place known to shelter, nowhere to flee;

innocence lost, ignorance cost, spoilt forecast, time flew fast,

gone courage, morals, little laurels, tears and laughter,

gone stories, movies, idle banter, carefree canter of past,

know not where all went, my life spent, grew softer;

pride, confidence, dreams gone with skill and wisdom,

never lost any near and dear, just lost an empty dream,

not compare losses, my misery trifle, akin to boredom,

you lost forever, loved ones, to death, time’s stream;

music, song, poems and prose scribbles died long ago,

forgot drinks, dinners, friends with just cigarette in hand,

didn’t love a soul, lost none, yet your grief with me grow,

despite troubles and sorrow, your feet planted firm on land;

for you love and so live, I merely forgive, you strive, you give,

give your thought and action calmly to those that remain,

those gone, a strong memory, you forever mourn and grieve,

parent, sibling, child or friend, leave void, stain uncleared by strain;

but folks enshrined in history to pavement dweller has to leave,

all love, except vile like me that can’t, from terrorist to rapist,

even I can’t deny being loved, a love that can’t be worn on sleeve,

gone sun, stars, days and nights, not the memory in our midst;

cherish memory with tears or laughter,

dead find lease in your memories, yet how long,

perish with you, you a memory, ones in your’s, lost chapter,

no matter, unsought immortality, till lasts hear love’s song;

Go away confused one, come when know what you want, what to say,

let us in peace pray, why without clarity or purpose, you here stray?

(This is partly done and shall be continued in future posts)

 

 

 

 

How do I differ

How do I differ from you I ask

in a myriad ways you bask

we share the same biology

you counter we differ in psychology;

you consider insignificant bacteroids,

I say we meagre in context of universe

why then are we lost in our own steroids

you ask and consider life a curse;

this despite you believing in a heaven and hell,

while I believe there is nothing beyond,

what is given for once is all well,

that there is no need to have it extend;

you and I are same in the grand finesse

that we do together aspire for happiness,

so let us submerge our inflated egos

and live happily together amigos.

 

 

Faith

Life is a swim through the rivers of time,
against the currents and storms of trouble,
or with the currents and breeze of pleasure,
faith is a pole extended from nowhere;

unfortunately it comes with thorns attached,
thorns inflicting pain make swim miserable,
one can swim without it and with joy,
but then comes the fear of drowning;

the pole without thorns is what we want,
some aware of this yet can’t hold pole,
to them are no poles, they’re invisible,
they are the ones blinded by science.