Monday
WORD STREAM: Word Stream(39) The Actor
WORD STREAM: Word Stream(39) The Actor: The Actor ********** On the stage,the show goes on, Audience minutely watches his role, He acts in many moods and poses, To hypnotis...
#Word Stream(39) The Actor
#The Actor
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On the stage,the show goes on,
Audience minutely watches his role,
He acts in many moods and poses,
To hypnotise the mass,is his goal.
He acts as the ultimate brave man,
Who fights for the human welfare,
Ready to devote his life for others,
-Character,found in books,and nowhere.
A solemn soul on the path of God,
Appears as great saint and preacher,
To enlighten the minds of innocents,
He poses as a self-made teacher.
A kind hearted soul is his next role,
Who weeps for miseries of mankind,
Tireless work for oppressed is his target,
He becomes the divine eye of blind.
After intermission,he acts as clever man,
Who enrolls his greatness on record-book,
Who measures his deeds with inch-tape,
Who poses as,a statue,with smiling look.
Then one fine moment comes-all faces vanish,
All stage,all acting, all poses,all disappear,
He shouts,"Eureka,Ereka--here-my own face,
All sinking in floodlight,my face, very clear.".
At this moment,curtain falls down.Drop scene,
Empty ground,before the stage,all are gone,
No clapping,no cheers,no public,no nothing,
But nothing stops- the next show must go on.
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(C) keshav dubey
2o-9-2019
www.keshavdubey.com
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On the stage,the show goes on,
Audience minutely watches his role,
He acts in many moods and poses,
To hypnotise the mass,is his goal.
He acts as the ultimate brave man,
Who fights for the human welfare,
Ready to devote his life for others,
-Character,found in books,and nowhere.
A solemn soul on the path of God,
Appears as great saint and preacher,
To enlighten the minds of innocents,
He poses as a self-made teacher.
A kind hearted soul is his next role,
Who weeps for miseries of mankind,
Tireless work for oppressed is his target,
He becomes the divine eye of blind.
After intermission,he acts as clever man,
Who enrolls his greatness on record-book,
Who measures his deeds with inch-tape,
Who poses as,a statue,with smiling look.
Then one fine moment comes-all faces vanish,
All stage,all acting, all poses,all disappear,
He shouts,"Eureka,Ereka--here-my own face,
All sinking in floodlight,my face, very clear.".
At this moment,curtain falls down.Drop scene,
Empty ground,before the stage,all are gone,
No clapping,no cheers,no public,no nothing,
But nothing stops- the next show must go on.
*****************************************
(C) keshav dubey
2o-9-2019
www.keshavdubey.com
Friday
WORD STREAM (38) SKY
SKY
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Dear pigeon,
Who teaches you to fly?,
Above, in the limitless sky,
Your image,resting on wings-so high.
You are ahead of land,water, and forest,
Free from will and desire,you divine angel,
In the lap of spread-sheet of limitless space,
Shaking wings,above depth of sea,top of hill.
Down, you see your siblings- their wide open beaks,
You come to them, feed them, leave your paradise,
Embrace, shelter them,your little wings shed them,
Beneath your wings,they feel dark night ,and sunrise.
You now look at the sky,but love the soil.the land,
Feed the seeds in the open beak of your infants,
You see the vast sky, in their blinking, little eyes,
See script on horizon,listen to mother nature's chant.
One day,these little children will grow up,will stand,
They will spread their wings, will depart,to fly high,
They will call you,to come along,will invite you,
Your old wings will flutter in vain,and they will deny.
You will be helpless,will sit alone on the branch of tree,
Seeing past dreams of all the reality,and all the lies,
Yes,sky is yours, and it will always be.Vast unlimited.
One day, be ready, to fly,above,above,and above all skies.
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(C) keshav dubey
12-8-2019
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Dear pigeon,
Who teaches you to fly?,
Above, in the limitless sky,
Your image,resting on wings-so high.
You are ahead of land,water, and forest,
Free from will and desire,you divine angel,
In the lap of spread-sheet of limitless space,
Shaking wings,above depth of sea,top of hill.
Down, you see your siblings- their wide open beaks,
You come to them, feed them, leave your paradise,
Embrace, shelter them,your little wings shed them,
Beneath your wings,they feel dark night ,and sunrise.
You now look at the sky,but love the soil.the land,
Feed the seeds in the open beak of your infants,
You see the vast sky, in their blinking, little eyes,
See script on horizon,listen to mother nature's chant.
One day,these little children will grow up,will stand,
They will spread their wings, will depart,to fly high,
They will call you,to come along,will invite you,
Your old wings will flutter in vain,and they will deny.
You will be helpless,will sit alone on the branch of tree,
Seeing past dreams of all the reality,and all the lies,
Yes,sky is yours, and it will always be.Vast unlimited.
One day, be ready, to fly,above,above,and above all skies.
**********************************************
(C) keshav dubey
12-8-2019
Tuesday
WORD STREAM: # WORD STREAM (38) SKY
WORD STREAM: # WORD STREAM (38) SKY: # SKY *********** Dear pigeon, Who teaches you to fly?, Above, in the limitless sky, Your image,resting on wings-so high...
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