cruelty conquers light of earthly living
by tools of narrow endings of mortality
devours the sweet breath of air
humanism is still a mockery by greed
mist of dawn happens to disown truth
by black curtain of wild fear of night
cry of innocence rumbles at criss-cross
gleaning tears to eyes at grave yard
yet I am speechless to their love of reason
as rogue’s eyes smudge over humble smiles
where is the mankind lost in delusion
as illusion pervades by dogmas of religion
where is the belief as when disillusioned
fear flounces to rock rhythm of blood
love smolders in its room of smitten wall
would you not come back to embrace tomorrow
Informative and thought provoking deep poem. thanks for the invite.... J. l. Price.
A good poem. Usage of wording is very very good. It has a deep meaning. Good work. Loved it.
Cruelty is the order of the day for some kind of fundamental religion. But there are religions of tolerance still on this earth on account of which the world survives though part of it is in trouble always due to wars in the name of religion. A fine piece of work by the poet indeed!
deep and affectionate write, a mirror for human beings reminding humanity, in this age of world-wide blood shed.
‘Phenomenon of Mortality Inevitable virtual Inevitability Alias Reality We’re Puppet Forget Why surrogate And invite Regret? ’ ~ niv PS…it’s Poetic diction…but feel the bereavement emphatically. Excellent poem Sir! 10++ Ms. Nivedita UK
From : Ema B (sydney Australia; Female; 13) To : Dr.subhendu Kar Date Time : 11/29/2009 3: 31: 00 AM (GMT -6: 00) Subject : Re: hello, Dear fellow poet your poems were wonderful you are very talented I enjoyed reading your other poems to. I look up to you. Thank you.
I feel the kindness in this poem, I think one of your most compassionate poems. i rather count myself a 'humanist' these days, somewhat disillusioned by how all religions except Buddhism seems to be being exploited - but that's nobody's fault exactly as human beings for the most part are doing the best they can, including me, to lead the good life. So i understand or think I do the way you are using humanist in your poem, the way it is practiced rather than the ideal, the same way as religion is used, though really most people mean well in their religions also. Perhaps it's because, as Krishnamurti implies, we rely on belief rather than use beliefs as stepping stones This is a warm poem, I think, a warm-hearted poem. To me, a Humanist poem.
A very descriptive and thought provoking poem.. you arouses the reader's mind's eye.. good one to broaden ones horizons... lovess shan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
From : Ashley Perez (chicago United States; Female; 17) To : Dr.subhendu Kar Date Time : 5/22/2009 12: 10: 00 PM (GMT -6: 00) it was rly good...i liked it