The World with Poetry [On the auspicious eve of world’s poetry day] Today’s the day, the day of our souls To sing the song of life of truth So come, let’s gather there, There, in the temples of our life To concert our life of poetry In the valves of hearts, in the corneas of eyes, In the layers of tongues, in the organs of world, And there, in the aorta of universe. Let’s get possessed by that ghost of poetry And let’s chant that poetry that reverberates Our passion for its effect for the world That even the dead are raised from the graves To listen the spirit of life of our poetry That the lives of gloom are glistened with light Of verse, the hope of world, with its say-so. Let’s pray our poetry that the darkness of The world, is burnt in the fire of words That the world shall bloom into the joy From that despair of melancholy souls That the world shall revolt the sadness And fills the smile in its dreary face. So come, let’s gather there, there, in the Heavens of world, that the heavens of the skies Descend and show their awe and join us Let our hearts to recite the poetry of world That a new world is re-created A world of poetry with resurrection With the death of that stale life for ages. Come; let’s gather there, in our dimensions Of future and change ourselves to change The past, possible with power of our poetry And let’s save ourselves from those antagonists Living everywhere, who’re in the possession of The world to capture us into their furtive world To make us their slaves for their spiteful wives. R K Chowdary 21Mar2014
Posted on: Fri, 21 Mar 2014 10:09:23 +0000
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