Showing posts with label Almighty. God. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Almighty. God. Show all posts

Thursday, May 8, 2014

Treasure of Love

This world is a treasure; a treasure that not only has the wealth of love, but wraths of Satan too. Love and Hatred, these two can define each thing and everything that we find on Earth. What definition will mean correctly to us that depends on our state of mind and the essence of time. This world has everything. It’s just that each one of is differently abled and the extent of our sight is accordingly limited. Some can see and feel more while others may lie short and complain. What I can see in the treasure, it’s not necessary that everyone will be able to see. Likewise, what you may discover that might lie unnoticed by me forever. The one who has the limitless extent of sight, that’s the Almighty. And he is the only one, and none other than him is supremely abled. But whatever I can see, whatever you can see, either Love or Hatred defines them. And at one time, only one of the two exists. We need to look closely, and we will find that either we love or we hate. No state other than these we can rather be in.

All of us seek for love. Even if we impart hatred, we seek for love. With everyone of us seeking for love, stealing it indecisively, the treasure is going short of love. The amount of hatred continuously being imparted is making its amount in the treasure stupendous. 
Do you know why did Uncle Scrooge stop swimming in treasures? He was disappointed of skimming over colossal hatred in treasures everywhere. His own treasure at Duckburg that had only Love and no hatred, got stolen long ago.  From all corners of the world, Love is vanishing.

Law of conservation is the call of the time. If you seek love, remember you need to give the same amount of love back to this worldly treasure. Those who don’t pay back this world with love are selfish. And those who seek love, but deliver hatred, they are sons of Satan. To continue to make this place worth living we need to overpower selfish-ers and satan-ers. The early we wake up and realize, better the impact can be brought. 
Love is precious. And there is no alternative for it like we have for coal. Let’s stay human, and continue to spread love.


spread love save earth

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

Beauty n Sophistication





In the belittled
Swollen bunch of color,
Grooves lie many
With pungent straying odor.
In one, I lie,
Lies my world
That small you will say,
In the bigger of yours
Do happy you stay?
At peace is life here
Free from sickness' grey,
Expectations we don't keep
And work for the fragrance spray.
Devoid of emotions is inside,
But pain inlays.
Me too, a creation of God...
You call it a beauty
Or a sophistication you say.



Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Santa Claus is coming...



I am waiting for him to come,
My stare at door is pinned.
With bells and songs playing,
Infantile wishes are blooming.
Santa Claus is coming…

My family is together,
Ribboned in love & prayer.
The pine tree is glistening,
Solacing my eyes & insisting.
Santa Claus is coming…

Two merry blue eyes he has,
Snowy beard and a warm heart.
I have kept my door open,
I can hear him singing,
Santa Claus is coming…

Friday, October 28, 2011

If I Could Fly...


If I could fly,
I would flee high,
Up into the sky,
Where every night is Diwali,
Resides our Almighty,
And his ruling ecstasy.
Where stars are lover,
Of their velvety cover.
Together they form
Constellations among,
Their vast spread out,
Astro miles away,
Their rapping gleams,
And albumen ray.

I sigh,
For if I could defy,
The heated 'Surya',
I would flee high,
Up into the sky,
To lift it up
From the green paddy,
And move it above
Up into the blue howdy.
You have your adorned 'Rath',
But still on every 'Chath',
Why you move slow
And delay in every go?
Don’t make devotees weak,
With your move slow
Again on this festive streak.
Bless us with light
With your intense bright,
Make us brave
And vanish our fright.

Don’t fold our wishes
Into pile of files,
Like those police cases
In our human races,
Which has no ending,
No justice;
And always kept pending.
This time, do some quicky,
Shower us with love
And some happy squeaky.
Or else I will fly,
I will fly high,
Up into the sky,
Where you live in your hive.
I won’t wait
And make my cries thrive,
I have learnt from my races,
So I won’t forget to carry,
A token of bribe…


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(Happy Festive lights, and a very Happy Chath Puja to all my friends... :) )