Tuesday
WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM (34) Super Hero
WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM (34) Super Hero: SUPER HERO ******************** Two types of super-heroes are found, The first one, blocked in history -books, Others...
WORD STREAM (34) Super Hero
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Two types of super-heroes are found,
The first one, blocked in history -books,
Others, who shine in instant flashlight,
To give sharp sparkle, flicker,glitter looks.
Aladin's magic heroes come out of 'lamp',
And collect hysterical mob all around,
Time-wheel grinds and crushes them,
In street dust-bin,they are mostly found.
Screen heroes climb the golden stairs,
They act everywhere-except the screen,
And weep, cry,sob,blame,when they slip,
In ruins of memory,they are often seen.
New heroes are in this net-generation-
Running the blind race of 'likes'-bike,
Love-only love, to see their own viral,
A dream of 'clicks'-the dream of hike.
Modern leaders are readymade heroes,
There was a story,that tells this hoax-
Once,life of a jinnie lived in a parrot,
Life of the leader,lives in ballot-box.
Little child has only one super-hero,
His father's image runs in his veins,
As he matures- grows-up,step-by step,
Hero-hero rubs-off,super-super remains.
A brave soldier guards his own nation,
Nobody knows him,no attention to pay,
A terror-bullet comes- and he is killed,
He becomes super-hero only for one day.
One day, a man sees himself in mirror,
His image reflects him as a super-hero,
But he loses his faith in his own arms ,
Mirror slips,breaks,and hero becomes zero.
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(C) keshavdubey
24-9-2018
SITE-www.keshavdubey.com
Screen heroes climb the golden stairs,
They act everywhere-except the screen,
And weep, cry,sob,blame,when they slip,
In ruins of memory,they are often seen.
New heroes are in this net-generation-
Running the blind race of 'likes'-bike,
Love-only love, to see their own viral,
A dream of 'clicks'-the dream of hike.
Modern leaders are readymade heroes,
There was a story,that tells this hoax-
Once,life of a jinnie lived in a parrot,
Life of the leader,lives in ballot-box.
Little child has only one super-hero,
His father's image runs in his veins,
As he matures- grows-up,step-by step,
Hero-hero rubs-off,super-super remains.
A brave soldier guards his own nation,
Nobody knows him,no attention to pay,
A terror-bullet comes- and he is killed,
He becomes super-hero only for one day.
One day, a man sees himself in mirror,
His image reflects him as a super-hero,
But he loses his faith in his own arms ,
Mirror slips,breaks,and hero becomes zero.
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(C) keshavdubey
24-9-2018
SITE-www.keshavdubey.com
Sunday
WORD STREAM: Word Stream(33) In My Hell
WORD STREAM: Word Stream(33) In My Hell: In My Hell ************ I prayed to God,my solemn soul, called Him in darkness of night, Worship and devotion was my goal, Depth of m...
WORD STREAM: Word Stream(33) In My Hell
WORD STREAM: Word Stream(33) In My Hell: In My Hell ************ I prayed to God,my solemn soul, called Him in darkness of night, Worship and devotion was my goal, Depth of m...
Word Stream(33) In My Hell
In My Hell
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I prayed to God,my solemn soul,
called Him in darkness of night,
Worship and devotion was my goal,
Depth of meditation,in spirit of flight.
All my prayer was to submit -
One ray of Light is much more-
Kindly come to my heart-
Come--come,do not ignore.
I called Him-all sacred places,
Whenever,wherever I went,
All paths that lead to Him-
My prayer was ardently sent.
Then one day He called me,
My son-I remember you,
Your cry, love , devotion,
Can parallel, only a few.
How can I forget my Creation,
How can I forget thee?
Come,welcome you in Heaven.
Come here,you can see.
I screamed-O God, I call,
But no call-back please,
On this earth-I am quite well,
No call-I am here at full ease.
Kindly be in your Heaven,
With all Your Might-I tell,
And let me live long--long,
Long life in my earthly hell.
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(C) keshavdubey
29-7-2018
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I prayed to God,my solemn soul,
called Him in darkness of night,
Worship and devotion was my goal,
Depth of meditation,in spirit of flight.
All my prayer was to submit -
One ray of Light is much more-
Kindly come to my heart-
Come--come,do not ignore.
I called Him-all sacred places,
Whenever,wherever I went,
All paths that lead to Him-
My prayer was ardently sent.
Then one day He called me,
My son-I remember you,
Your cry, love , devotion,
Can parallel, only a few.
How can I forget my Creation,
How can I forget thee?
Come,welcome you in Heaven.
Come here,you can see.
I screamed-O God, I call,
But no call-back please,
On this earth-I am quite well,
No call-I am here at full ease.
Kindly be in your Heaven,
With all Your Might-I tell,
And let me live long--long,
Long life in my earthly hell.
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(C) keshavdubey
29-7-2018
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Tuesday
WORD STREAM: (22) The Great Modern Circus
WORD STREAM: (22) The Great Modern Circus: (22)The Great Modern Circus *************************** Welcome to this circus, It is free of cost, All are guests here, Very f...
(22) The Great Modern Circus
(32)The Great Modern Circus
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Welcome to this circus,
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Welcome to this circus,
It is free of cost,
All are guests here,
Very few are host.
See these poor creatures,
Playing the lion’s role,
Obeying the master’s voice,
Tamed, from head to sole.
Mob merrily play the tricks,
People surrender, and learn,
That heaven is behind bricks.
See the colorful players,
Begging your faith and vote,
Swinging above, on the top,
Seek and hide, without a note.
This is the power-play trick,
Balancing oneself in air-
Any moment he seems to fall,
But for five years, glued there.
See, most magical game,
A dancing girl, so dirty,
Most notable,everlasting,
Her name is POVERTY.
Here banners are roof top,
Slogan is the circus-band,
Here banners are roof top,
Slogan is the circus-band,
Ringmasters are magicians,
Playing tricks,hand in hand.
Playing tricks,hand in hand.
Finally, enter the circus-jokers,
Who waive mirrors-high and low,
People see their 'self'-to laugh,
Before 'END'-starts, second show.
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(C) keshavdubey
9-7-2018
(keshavdubey8@gmail.com)
(C) keshavdubey
9-7-2018
(keshavdubey8@gmail.com)
Saturday
WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM (32) Ocean of sound
WORD STREAM: WORD STREAM (32) Ocean of sound: OCEAN OF SOUND ************************ I am amid the ocean of sound, sharp noises are echo...
WORD STREAM (32) Ocean of sound
OCEAN OF SOUND
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I am amid the ocean of sound,
sharp noises are echoing,rebound,
mob,machines, pain, cry, and shrill,
thunder comes, and comes around.
Cry for God is everywhere,
- as if, He may be dumb and deaf,
drums are beaten to call Him,
if He listens, He has no relief.
Warfare is silence-zone of day,
bombs and bullets echo the sky,
space is filled with piercing sound,
and cry for peace is equally high.
Joy, happiness has extreme pitch,
life is fast and music too,
sound frequency melts the ears,
entertainment is universal zoo.
In between, I get some silence-
-in lonely dark corner of one street,
mummer is coming from inside,
O! this sound is my own heart-beat.
No sound of the world is so sweet,
if it is one's own sound-Heart-beat,
But is there time to listen to oneself ?
nobody is ready for the self-meet.
I am terrified to peep inside myself,
horror is, to listen to own heart-beat,
facing my own self is a hard question,
Again, for ocean of sound; I run in street.
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(C)keshavdubey
28-4-2018
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Monday
WORD STREAM (31) The Fragrance
The Fragrance
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What gives most pleasuresome smell?
Variety of the flowers in the park?
Precious scents, that dissolve in air?
Or any aroma, flashing like spark?
First few rain-drops touch the earth,
When summer sun is burning device,
Comes pure sweet smell from the earth,
Mother earth smiles,do we realise?
Old books locked in the dark shelves-
Do we take the pain to read, or just seeing,
Dive into the ocean of deep knowledge,
Feel a pleasant smell- history of our being ?
What is the most innocent fragrance we feel?
- From the body of an infant,sacred and pure,
What happens to this sweet divine smell ?
Where it goes-when infant becomes mature?
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(C) keshavdubey
4-3-2018
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What gives most pleasuresome smell?
Variety of the flowers in the park?
Precious scents, that dissolve in air?
Or any aroma, flashing like spark?
First few rain-drops touch the earth,
When summer sun is burning device,
Comes pure sweet smell from the earth,
Mother earth smiles,do we realise?
Old books locked in the dark shelves-
Do we take the pain to read, or just seeing,
Dive into the ocean of deep knowledge,
Feel a pleasant smell- history of our being ?
What is the most innocent fragrance we feel?
- From the body of an infant,sacred and pure,
What happens to this sweet divine smell ?
Where it goes-when infant becomes mature?
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(C) keshavdubey
4-3-2018
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