Poetry On Life

Title - Walk the Mile, Skip the Sprint By  @AshokSawhnySahil.  #ashoksawhnysahil #englishpoetry #poetry  Walk the Mile, Skip the Sprint Try the Marathon once in a while Skip the sprint, why strain yourself, Let the breeze make you smile You’ll never dazzle with that wretched pelf If the world were ruled by Philosophers Would it be a better place And, if that would be so Then, why is it not the...

Title - The Natural Intelligence By  @AshokSawhnySahil.  #ashoksawhnysahil #englishpoetry #poetry  The natural intelligence of Man Ensures that we, as Humans Will likely never be extinct, Except by Us ourselves, by our own actions And, To this end we seem to be doing A magnificent job! We are beyond worrying about Lions and Tigers And Tsunamis and the like As they, Only make little tragic dents O...

Title - I Dreamt Last Night By  @AshokSawhnySahil.  #ashoksawhnysahil #englishpoetry #poetry  I Dreamt Last Night Waters dancing in the stream – What a lovely, lively dream! Walking through the pretty hills Churning waters and windmills. Where did I see this sight before Which only kept me wanting more? Dimpled waters curling by Ripples I saw in the sky. Misty-eyed, I turned to see I saw the hill...

Title - Why Me? By  @AshokSawhnySahil.  #ashoksawhnysahil #englishpoetry #poetry  Why Me? When fortune does not smile upon us We’re prone to ask the simple question ‘Why me?’ I’ve done nothing, greatly, wrong A little waywardness, perhaps A minor transgression Why, then, have I been so chosen To be deprived of my share of happiness When, others I see absolved of greater sins, (which I seem to kno...

Angels On Horseback By  @AshokSawhnySahil.  #ashoksawhnysahil #englishpoetry #poetry  Angels on horseback Riding down from the skies, Look up and see I'm not telling lies. Pick a star in the sky From the heavens above you, And in the middle of the night Your dreams will come true. Elfins and fairies Live by the lake, But for angels on horseback A home you must make. Find them a corner A li...

Title -The River of Mercy By  @AshokSawhnySahil.  #ashoksawhnysahil #englishpoetry #poetry  The River of Mercy What have I done to deserve this, What have I done to feel such bliss, Why is there in wait for me The eternal river of Mercy, Did someone decree? 'Luck by Chance" was a movie made, Who is scorched, who gets shade? Who knows what you have to do For the river of Mercy to be w...

Title -One Little Tear By  @AshokSawhnySahil.  #ashoksawhnysahil #englishpoetry #poetry  One Little Tear In that one little tear that falls Lies a lifetime Of Memories and Stories, Of Toil and Labour Of Fruits and Savour, Of Joys and Sorrow Of Nights and the Morrow, All of which went Into that one drop That fell, That, one little drop That stood still Or fell, Had so much and more To reveal An...

Title -The Beauty that lies in Tenacity By  @AshokSawhnySahil.  #ashoksawhnysahil #englishpoetry #poetry  The Beauty that lies in Tenacity Beauty is not confined to faces Nor, skin colours and different races, ‘Tis there in barrenness, thé wilderness In both crowded and empty spaces So, it is with Tenacity Perseverance and perspicacity, With the strength to see things through The never- give- u...

Words of Wisdom falling on Deaf Ears, Alas! Let’s Listen to the Pope By  @AshokSawhnySahil.  #englishwriters #ashoksawhnysahil #deeplines Words of Wisdom falling on Deaf Ears, Alas! Let’s Listen to the Pope The Night’s asleep, the Day about The one awake with the Clout Silence weeps, its tears abound There’s nothing left bar the shout. Silence, declares in no uncertain terms The very pedestrian n...

Biden, Putin, Macron, Johnson Zelen, look at the nexus of the letter ‘N’, Nuclear starts with the same letter Can’t we find others who are better. Less ‘nuclear’ shall we say Without so many “N’s” around Loose cannons are a real danger And, this “N” cocktail could be an unwanted stranger… Coming to think of it, seriously Never thought “N” was so loaded, Look at India and Pakistan Then North Korea...

Rain, that which soothes the agony of parched lands Footprints, that which seek the warmth of wet sands, There is a secret, unfulfilled, longing within each heart However strong or weak the being, stands For, nothing is ever full and complete that we see That is the norm of fickle, Mistress Destiny, The one who nothing and no one does respect Its final “striker”, the sword of mortality . What is...

Did the USA not know that "some" civilians could, perhaps, be living in Gaza and elsewhere before rushing their Aircrafts carriers and now voicing concern, as is the UN, for them. Is there anything else but hypocrisy around. Are we all so grossly mercenary that Humanity itself is now gasping for breath ! Lets stop firing and try feeding bullets!

The World’s at war So sad to say, When peace is slaughtered Every day, There is now no place Called heaven on earth, It wasn’t like this At my birth, That’s a long time ago When Peace was King And, anything else Was an ugly thing, Alas, what we see today Is the cauldron of fire and brimstone, Man’s anger and wrath replacing God’s Will Man, for this, will have to atone. Does no sense prevail, no re...

 The whole world looks at the Earth The shooting star dives for it The Sun and the Moon use their rays To light it up, Clouds hover in the skies Rain immerses itself in it But, what does Man do?   In sheer folly and ardent madness Go looking for empty spaces to understand The mysteries of the Universe And, God’s reality, Because, pure acceptance and belief Lie beyond the imagination Of Modern Ma...

Propensities are inclinations Both, up and down the slope, Like candles in the breezy winds Aflame with ardent hope.   Desires, always a little different So are the inclines therein, Rights and Wrongs are mostly Grey The line between is rather thin.   A cuppa for me, the goblet for you What’s in them is all between us, The paths we tread known only to a few Limousine or the simple bus.   They both...

  In that one little tear that falls Lies a lifetime Of Memories and Stories, Of Toil and Labour Of Fruits and Savour, Of Joys and Sorrow Of Nights and the Morrow, All of which went Into that one drop That fell,   That, one little drop That stood still Or fell, Had so much and more To reveal And To Tell,   Life’s anarchy Storms and the Silent Sea, Moments of Despair And the journey called Repair,...

If you’ve lived life to the hilt No matter in skirt or in kilt, There’s nothing more you could’ve done So, why live midst doubt and guilt.   The waters that flow down the river And, the faces that look at the mirror, Neither of them, really, understand What gives them worth, and who is the Giver.   Choices we have, “yes”, but we can’t always choose Destiny’s right, is there to refuse So, let’s be...

Does too much joy a sadness bring Must there be little bits of everything, Is Life no more than a potpourri The Nightingale and whatever we can sing.   Green around is good for all The exhaling trees as they stand tall, The breathing us that won’t survive If that lovely tree were to ever fall.   Homilies , homilies and lip service Sermons for the believing novice, Walls erected for personal safet...

Where are those people now Gone where those days, Those, that we once saw Humility not arrogance in the gaze, Pollution not in sight anywhere Strong and clear the Sun’s rays, What do we get today, folks Foggy nights and morning haze, Que Sera Sera is true, of course, always But, do we have nothing better to do Than, to only set things ablaze. Note: All material in this product is the intellectual...

Bags of Goodness, Loads of Goodness Why put needless limits on it, Goodness is never meant to be weighed And, the paths to it are all well lit.   Away from it are Danger Zones Crevices, Cliffs and pot-holes, Suffer you will in ample measure If, walk you do on burning coals.   Don’t try walk the Oceans ever Unless you’re a Messiah, Prophets are messengers of the Lord The rest of us, Pariah.   Goodn...

Roam like tigers but finish like lions Is a Bedouin cry of old, I’m told, Stick to beaten paths, perhaps And, keep temptation on hold.   Enchanting is the mountain-top Ecstasy of another kind, A million slots all up there All in each one’s mind   Much like a Crossword The clues are all there, In that labyrinth we call the Head They lie hidden, somewhere.   Contentment, lies within us Why then, the...

There is no greater gem than the Soul But, where lies that invisible Gem, Never seen, never known, just felt In whose closet, in whose Realm? If, some within me Then, where lies the rest? Whom do I invoke, obtest To answer that which I beseech, Where, lies my Soul, What is it?   Is there a Soul, a Spirit A Conscience That awakens, when trampled upon Or, Is it just Right versus Wrong And, the nobl...

When Time hangs, let it For it nurtures you, nourishes you, Relaxes And, looks after you, It’s not an adversary It’s the only, life- long friend, you have, The one who walks with you In step, all the way And, The only thing you can, truly, call Yours, For, your Time is all you have,   All else that you possess Is yours,  but Only relatively so, Ephemerally, While, your Time Lasts, as long as you d...

We’re only as good as our last round However vague this may, honestly, sound, Like the speck that started as a speck Only, to then become a dusty mound And, What lies now at the bottom of that heap The laurels, the accolades, that we all keep Shelved, to harp on as time goes by To lull ourselves to errant sleep.   Whether we’re Golfers Squabbling with Wives, Lonely Swimmers With “change my mind” D...

No, a libertine I’m not, never was Outrageous behaviour not my style, Nor the “cuppa” tea, if you like A wink never wanton, nor is a charming smile.   Mildly licentious is wanton not Nor is warm, unlike hot, Finger on the trigger is only a scare And never, anything close to being shot.   Unprincipled, profligate, falls a little short So relatively safe and free from harm, Not quite “X-rated”,  wit...