Category Archives: Compassion

A Harbinger Of Graciousness.


It is radiance

Bright and one of brilliance

Not one of the outward light

Where the sun fills up in blight

The resplendent mind

Shines wih a smile kind

Not that the charm lies in a deign

Exudes from a look benign

Compassion is a lively spirit

Found mostly in the Holy Spirit

Seen in man not so much in fact

If expressed he eludes the pact

Rises to the level of Gòdliness

A harbinger of graciousness,

Kindness is grace.


kindnessA smiling nod is a pleasant recognition.
A loving word is a significant appreciation.
A noble thought is a pensive extension.
A supporting act is a remarkable application.
Going out with all these is a relevant attribution.
These should come out effortlessly on all occasions.
These are not practised but are spontaneous distributions.
Spurting out like a natural phenomenon spurning afflictions
Without any formalities to hold on to them is a rigorous configuration.
The nod rightfully calls for a friendly admiration.
The word strongly insists on a personal communications.
The thought staunchly instills a deserving contribution.
While the act succinctly incorporates a valid construction.
The realm of kindness is vast and contains grace in all its perpetuation.

Let Thou Rest In Peace.- Nirbhaya


An untimely ride took her life away.
She went to a movie with her boy friend anyway.
Had she kept her timing right away?
She would not have suffered in the pathway.

Students of Delhi unite to protest.
Their rising put the government to a test.
The Medical world gave her the best.
Yet she died and was put to rest.

The physical injury she experienced was terrifying.
The violent attack on her was horrifying.
The picture of the poor girl in death-bed was frightening.
The whole affair gives an unprecedented trembling.

The manhandling of girls is universal.
The pain and shame are beyond redressal.
The shameful attempts are multiplying in progression geometrical.
Most lay buried deep in cohesive bustle.

When would all these atrocities come to an end?
The act forces every head to bow down and bend.
None of us could pass on the blame to a different send.
We,as a tribe, have to ruefully accept and mend.

Myriad Inclusions.


myriadA message it was

spreading peace and love.

A message it was

calling for unity and understanding.

A message it was

intending to bring cheer and comfort.

A message it was

inviting good will and harmony.

A message it was

rendering help and assistance.

A  message it was

looking out for happiness and joy.

A message it was

proclaiming  victory and triumph.

A message it was

expressed in poetic felicity. 

sent across during New year’s eve. 

A message that wishes

an unflinching attention.

A message that seems

to  be a gospel.

A message that pronounces

truth and reverence.

A message that reverberates

all throughout.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Toxic Ingenuity.


Left in a torrential outpouring.

It was not literally raining.

It was an abstract kindling.

Leaving an uneasy steering.

Unfurling a static feeling.

Creating a sensation inundating.

Fostering a lusterless shimmering.

Oh! it was a situation annihilating.

A destitution  was set in a fumbling.

A desperation settled in a quickening.

The forehead strained into a narrowing.

The eyes were profoundly welling.

The nose was quickly twitching.

The mouth was angrily  snorting.

The cheeks were fiercely burning.

The scenario was one overturning.

The good lost their sensible thriving.

The bad gained a plausible living.

Initiating a contradictory resolving.

The world revolves in a fleecing.

The genuine go about in a silent enlivening.

The cheats get along with a merriment enhancing.

There is nothing else truly amazing.

 

 

 

A Searching


It is a likelihood of terms.

It is a livelihood of means.

It is that which protract.

 

It is a pronouncement of authority.

It is a reference to  dignity.

It is that which reacts.

 

It is a scene of distraction.

It is a sequence of deviation.

It is that which distributes.

 

It is a cause for anxiety.

It is a wait for result.

It is that which attributes .

 

It is a general outlook.

It is a genial  approach.

It is that which occupies.

 

It is a classic example.

It is a wonderful picture.

It is that which presents.

 

It is a lovely grace.

It is a fine poise.

It is that which creates.

 

It is an apparition.

It is a distinction.

It is that which endears.

 

Well it is a synthesis.

Well  it is a symphony.

Well it is that which enlightens.

 

So goes on the thoughts.

So runs the descriptions.

So spreads the vision.

 

Light up a needy child.

Brighten up the handicapped.

Take care of the aged.

 

A motivation that has to be elicited.

A motto that has to be adopted.

A memorandum that has to  be understood.

 

It might sound like a teaching.

It might echo a preaching.

In reality it is a searching.

 

 

 

Best To Be So.


Little did Lina knew about it.

Little did she talked about it.

Little did she care about it.

Yet, she was thrust into it.

 

The much she knew about it.

The much she talked about it.

The much she cared about it.

She was let out of it.

 

So much to know about it.

So less to talk about it.

So much to care about it.

Lina was more or less away from it.

 

As much to think about it.

As less to speak about it.

As much to attend to it.

Lina  absolutely  ejected it.

 

That much thought about was a trash.

That much  talked about was a bash.

That much cared about was a gas.

She discreetly committed a thrash.

 

Well, it was a cock and bull story.

Well, it was a series of tales hoary.

Well,l it was a compiling of events unholy.

 Well, Lina relinquished herself  totally .

 

It might sound vague to all.

It might read incoherent to all.

Better it be an enigma to all.

It is best to be so to all.