WORD STREAM (49) Can We Laugh

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 mouth's gate,

Bundle of joy, 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,

Other's 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 charming graph,

Can we judge the person inside,

At our own SELF, can we laugh?

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HE IS

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 Every silence creates an echo,

A sharp,thunderous sound,

Which strikes the barriers and bars,

With passage of time,repeat and rebound. 

No lock, can lock the mind,

No weapon can rub-off a word,

 Thoughts on wings,always fly in sky,

Though, time-machine can kill the bird.

Man is born in the chains,

 'Do's and dont's' is the prison,

But HE IS, and will always be,

In limitless sky, in dream and vision. 

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WORD STREAM (47) He Is

He Is

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It is dark, desperate, rainy night,

The sky unfolds it's blank sheet,

Only one dim, desolate star is seen-

-to twinkle in darkness, to greet.

With sudden, violent bright light,

Whole of the sky is over-filled,

A strayed comet flashes for a moment,

All surrounding is shaken and thrilled.

A sharp intense light over-floods space, 

Sky is washed with deep brightness,

The dim faint star loses his own being,

The destiny of little star, who can guess?

Then shining comet takes dip into horizon,

Blind darkness spreads the wings all around,  

From a small window among dense clouds,

The faint star seem to look at the ground,

Cold breeze whispers into the Nature's ear,

" This eternal cycle is the everlasting quiz,

Comets ,flash of brightness, come and go,

But this dim star? He 'is'; therefore sky is."

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WORD STREAM (46) Silence

 SILENCE

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I stand all alone by the vast sea-shore,

Dawn is knocking at, stars are fading,

Birds asleep, air whisper is quite calm,

To all murmur, hissing, silence is wading.

At long distance, trees are still in  sleep,

Cold breeze seem to freeze on the sand,

Waves silently embrace, kiss the sea-shore,

-with passionate love, return hand in hand. 

Everything is still, time forget to move,

I enjoy divine scene, no haste ,no rush,

Being diffused, as if, be the part of nature,

Nature, that is painted with Invisible brush.

Wonder, how long, I have been in state of trance, 

Heavenly abode has rubbed off passage of time,

O, but a regular 'beep' breaking pin drop silence,

My own heartbeat, rising like rhythmic rhyme.

 Beating has inherent incidents, thoughts, emotions,

Intense reels of past memories-no escape, no help,

May everything be imagery paradise, all around me,

But what about thunderous sounds, inside my own 'self' ?

My only choice  is, to run away, from core of heart,

-Urge to defend myself from me- I don't know why,

At distance, a man's shadow is visible from here,

I cry, waving hands in the air -"hey there-hello, hi."

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