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  • Taken from Transcendence by Dr. Abdul Kalam (with Arun Tiwari)
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Moon

On a dark lost path
My light shone over you
Yet that is not who I am

During these happy days
you couldn’t find me around
But I was smiling there

On those coldest nights
when you wanted me the most
And I turned my face away

I am meant to be like this
to come and to go,
to shine that is not mine,
to love yet to stay far.

During this entire life
for as long as you live
I would look over you
selflessly, endlessly

Mountain and me

I see a mountain, tall and strong, It scares me because I could fall
But my eyes could see its pointy top, And I will try so I shall hop

As I begin, I could see no path, But as I search, I make my own
Sometimes it leads me right, but sometimes it is terribly wrong

I move along but I feel that the mountain doesn’t want me to
Not only It hurts me physically as I go, but mentally too.

I often think of giving up and weaving my way back to the base
but as I look up to the top, I decide yet again to stay in the race.

As I reach closer to the top, I feel a different energy inside
because the distance I had come so far can not be hide

As soon as I step on the top with the mountain under my feet
My hands held high in the sky with my heart smiling at every beat.

Turning back

Before me, I was watching a mesmerizing view,
a view capable enough to let my eyes glue.
A view of the hill with trees all around,
with chirping birds as the only sound.

I turned back to see what was there,
I saw big machines, I saw big parts of spare,
devastating the beautiful view that my eyes once had,
and killing it, making my heart terribly sad.

‘Cause of it, I couldn’t stop myself to turn back again,
I saw people dying due to hunger and pain,
one was feeding on her wife, and the other had his brother,
may be it was the only way to satisfy hunger.

When I came to senses, then I remember the time,
when even plucking a flower was considered a crime,
now there is no need to tell any story,
when plants and vegetation had been in history.

There was no way, other than to accept the pain,
so I didn’t dare to turn back again.