Knowledge Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

Voyage of life is complex, rough is time ring,
Discriminating at every step, blood stains on every foot.

Some live under the shadow of dynasty of birth,
Hamlet of robbers ride on the chariot of lies and farce;
Some have fraud, some have blessing of beauty;
Don't sit silently, thinking this as law celestial.

Violin is being played, declares my existence;
That there is still puff, honor also survives;
Lift the bow of knowledge, don't cry;
Don't ask any other thing from God.

Apply victory tilak on the bow of knowledge,
Engrave with gulal on the braw of time,
"Can any body dare to stop me now, show and stop;
Have been snatching my rights, now show to snatch."

On the platform of life, knowledge is supreme;
Turn the law divine, Knowledge is Brahmastra.

Dance on the wide bosom of knowledge,
Feel the iron hand of knowledge and pain no more,
No tears of distress henceforth flow,
Welcome a new sun which rose divinely bright.

Look around, and joyful proposal follow;
Why bright pundits, why fruitless groans?
Stop tears and lamenting moans,
Freed from the world of quotas, dynasty and caste.

Swear from today onwards and promise;
That in the Kurushetra of karma; nor beauty, neither lies;
Nor religion, nor caste, nor quota, nor father's name;
Only knowledge and merit deliver your right.