I seek the art of silence,
For I am a complete fool.
Stating opinions is marked as defiance,
While holding grounds is cruel.
Nod along for the road ahead,
For individuality will be harsh.
Regardless of the talent you had,
Silent followers will be asked to march.
I seek the art of silence,
For I refuse to be a tool.
Belief in self and dreams will be in compliance,
Silence is for the wise fool.The Poet and the Pen
I came up with this tag line during the very initial days of my blog. I remember, we were sitting in my hostel room and talking about palindrome when I saw on this piece of paper with Read to know written on it.
Thus began, Read to know…know to read catch phrase. Not exactly a palindrome by definition but yeah that’s pretty much the story. Today I am here ready to post by 100th Poem and it really has been a journey so far.
To many more to come and to this 100th, Read to know…know to read.
Birds were flocking back to their nests,
While the set was glowing orange and red.
Amidst the settling sand they give their best,
And remain Satisfyingly unsettled for ahead.
What more can you truly achieve apart from a simple try?
Question to be asked in the presence of stars…
Was my effort a truth or a lie?
Regardless of answer strategy says, “Try”.
Remain satisfied with what you did,
But dare not settle ever in life.
Greed is not doing my bid,
It is the positive satisfying drive.
Satisfyingly unsettled is to perform, rest, and strive.The Poet and the Pen, 100th Poem
Temptation leads to an act of action,
Action comes with certain deeds.
Good and bad co-create junction,
Oh fool why don’t you limit your needs?
Enough itself is never enough.
A concept relative to every being.
Our unnecessary necessity synonyms tough,
Fallacy is all that I am seeing.
Age old stories are being treated ill,
All for the comfort and purpose of some.
A game where end is peril,
I found a sage of ageless term.
White clothed with a smiling gaze,
Has no money or possession of his own.
Yet his wealth is beyond our chase,
Answering all in his calm and soft tone.
Simplicity, truth, non-violence and kindness,
Are principles to break the cycle of Karma,
Harbors the flame which ends all blindness,
Ageless Sage’s definition of Dharma
Be it any country, religion, race or identity, core values all remain the same. In the end we are all but a name.
It says, human did not know how to lie. It came to us as well started settling in this world.
What/who taught us this unique ability?
What/whosoever it was, changed the shape of the world we know today.
Act of concealing what we label as truth,
Comes natural to most if gazed up close.
Tranquil tunes wrapped with fallacy,
Are being administered at a regular doze.
Tricks are quaint and treats seem heartening,
Masking the gloomy road ahead.
An act that never ends but keeps circling,
Even after the lie has spread.
Some are necessary, noble, and kind,
While most seem innocent with a deceitful glimmer.
Precarious are the stones on which,
Lie makes promises to a desperate winner.
Necessary evil whose chains have broken,
Commands even the noblest of us.
Since the beginning only truth has spoken,
Impeccable amidst the liar’s fuss.
Follow The Poet and the Pen for more such works. Poem #96
Fool oh fool stop limiting yourself,
Race of numbers never ends in life.
Judgement of one cannot be done till,
We take into account one’s strife.
None is less nor one is many,
Why competing with another being?
No one is qualified to judge another,
Close your eyes to start seeing.
We agree to have different stories,
With different characters, roles, and sets,
Fool oh fool you need not worry,
Waking up better is the best it gets.Life
In search of my goals I often get lost
And wander through hills and valleys.
Character which I have today
Reflects my path through all those alleys.
Every route that brought me back
Gave me something to offer and share.
Finest days were those which,
Taught me the game of dare.
Each of us walk without a map,
Yet we somehow reach a place.
Some are pleasant while some teach us,
Our choices are what we face.
Choose wisely for they can’t be reversed,
But never shy out from exploring the new.
Choice is one unique word,
Despite us having quite a few.Nishant