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WORD STREAM (24) The Wonderful Bombay

WORD STREAM (24)  The Wonderful Bombay
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Dreams of rising buds,
Youth, with vigor and gay,
Struggle for vent-despair and distress,
All melted together; coin Bombay.

 A city crowded with mob,
Of all color, creed, and age,
 Perceive- peak of liberal idols,
And crest of human bondage.

City rushes with jet speed,
Never sleeps in night,
People rise in blind dark,
And fall in day-light.

No terror kills the spirit,
No blast stops Metro,
This giant roller crushes flat,
Any poison trying to grow.

People are unknown to each-other,
Loneliness exists in crowded city,
Faces seem faceless here,
But Bombay has top identity

Sun rises in the sand
 Heroes welcome,greet,
Sun sinks behind towers,
Zeros, clash in street..

It stretches arms to welcome all,
There is firm soil, under the feet,
Open sky is above the head,
Rest; Bombay is ready to greet.

Any person who comes here,
To struggle for roof, and shelter,
Gets the matching color soon,
And becomes, branded-‘Mumbaikar’

It is one axis of world trade,
One time, it was national passion,
This soil  exported Mohandas ,
And imported our Father of Nation.. 

No unique city is found,
Away; from this city apart,
Certainly, the city- dwellers,
Have imprint of Bombay, in heart
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                                        (C) keshavdubey
                                               14-7-2016
                         

(21)Good better and best

(21) Good better and best
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I see your rosy cheeks,
And your lips so mild,
I fear to touch you,
-my infant child.

You are my love, my life,
My mirror, and my vision,
Flying in dream horizon,
-my colorful pigeon.

I shield you from evils,
Armor you with my arm,
I can fight the whole world,
Let misery come, in any form.

But sorry to say, babe,
With myself, I cannot fight,
I have darkened this world,
Instead of giving it light.

Future has wrapped your gift,
That is pollution, atom, and terror,
Beauty is beautifully killed,
And we all pretend-not our error.

We all, who blame each other,
Were one time, babes, in our nest,
Had seen a vision of this world,
To be- good;better; and best
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Original Poetry
copyright :keshavdubey
23-1-2016

Thursday

(20) Yes Sir

YES SIR
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I do not apply my reason,
Here logic is to err,
Simply close the eyes and mind,
And always say –yes sir.

Known as short cut to success,
A square to lift the life,
Where four directions open,
This is number five.

I flow with the current,
In the river full of fog,
And float on the wave,
Like an inert log.

Instant success is my aim,
I am afraid to fall,
Neglecting the will and logic,
I shake head- that’s all.

Can I swim against the flow?
Can I dare to say “NO”?
Can I stand across tide?
Or, bow down and - let it go?
Worshiped are those, who say-no,
For the cause of their mission,
All yes-men are living toys,
Dancing puppets; of exhibition.

Am I always, gone with the wind?
Am I weather-cock,floating fur?
Once-once only -O,"SELF" in me-
Give me courage to say- NO SIR.
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(16)The Border Is Intact

The Border Is Intact
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 In this hilly village,
I lived as a child,
With the passage of time,
Village has become wild.

I visit here again,
After a long phase,
Upon the heap of years,
Is piled, the bundle of age.

It is the same rock,
My place of fun and game,
On it, with childish urge,
I had engraved my name.

The border of flat stone,
Had shaped the frame,
In zigzag letters,
Was written my name.

With long passage of time,
Nature has faded the name,.
Now, I see tarnished surface,
Where words have become lame.

Years and years have passed,
Life has traveled  in between,
Most letters are rubbed off,
Hardly faint 'k' is seen.

On the inscribed script,
Many cracks are seen,
Rustic grass has grown,
Scattered; in- between.

Time will erase my full name,
The border remaining intact,
Next name will replace mine,
This is the eternal fact.

One day,one child will come,
Will dig his name here,
Will clap hands, with divine joy,
Eternal truth is very clear.
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            (C) keshavdubey
                 17-10-2016

(15) I Am Helpless Dad

I am helpless, Dad
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Daddy I am super most,
When I come first,
If someone is above me,
Your anger may burst.

You examine my progress card,
With all possible discreet,
May I see, only once,
Your old mark-sheet?


I must be polite,
Should have good manners-
By seeing the parents quarrel,
With their ego- banners?

I must go to sleep,
Sharply at ten forty,
I don’t see your return,
From the cocktail party.

You enjoy as you like,
Your tricks are always new,
You ignore my presence,
But I always see you.

Life of great men-
I read what they said,
But you are my idol,
I am helpless Dad!

You preach me by saying,
Early to bed and early to rise-
What latest rule is; to be,
‘Healthy, wealthy, and wise’?

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(13)The Happiest Man

WORD STREAM (13) The Happiest Man
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He was blessed with fortune,
All happiness knocked at his door,
Grief, sorrow, pain, and tension,
Darkness in his life was no more.

All his wishes were fulfilled,
He dwelt in the castle of wealth,
Beauty, love, power, and respect,
The divine favour and sound health.

                                                      While all virtues lay on his feet,
One day, he prayed with pure heart,
O God! bless me happiness for ever,
Let the chronicle of Time be stopped.

There may not be any future,
And no dark past- to repent,
My grand life be stand-still,
No lead or lag- but only present.

Then a rare incident happened,
His humble prayer was granted,
Among his happiness, the Time stopped;
To comply with his will; as he wanted.

He is still amid the eternal joy,
Reflecting brightest phase of life,
People come to see this unique man,
Who stopped the Time to survive.

People call him a master piece,
Who claimed rise; and no fall,
He tried to check the wheel of time,
His portrait is hanging on the wall.
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                                                  = keshavdubey=
                             21-2-2016
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Friday

WORD STREAM(9) Can We Laugh ?

                                               
                                                      
          WORD STREAM (9)Can We Laugh ?
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                             ( one, who laughs at himself, is ,on the path of NIRVANA.)

                             
                                                     

                                                          Laugh is the unique instinct,
                                                           That Nature has given to man,
                                                            No other creature can think of.
                                                            But man laughs without ban.



                                                            People laugh in the package of joy,
In happiness and merriment,
Hilarity opens the mouth's gate,
               Bundle of pleasure, flows out of vent.

Laughter is declared good for health,
This natural gift is now a device,
The expert trainers teach in the club,
Paid laughing has become exercise.

              
People laugh at human follies,
Others' distress is their concern,
When lips tender, balm of words,
Secretly, they laugh, turn by turn.

Killing, slaughter , massacre, and terror,
All are condemned by mankind,
Away, from crowd of crying mass,
At other end, secret laughter, we find.

When we stand opposite to mirror,
And see our own charming graph,
Can we judge the person inside,
At our own SELF, can we laugh?
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                                                          (C) keshavdubey
                                                3-3-2022 
                                 keshavdubey.com