The Curse Of Poverty

Poverty
Poverty is a curse for human society
Poverty prevails there where the injustice is
Poverty exclaims there where the illiteracy is
Poverty is purely man made
So it has to be eradicated from its root
The society afflicted with poverty
Is reprehension of entire human society
Corruption is the source of poverty
Only a fearless society can be said

The Interpretation Of Nature And

I.

MAN, being the servant and interpreter of Nature, can do and understand so much and so much only as he has observed in fact or in thought of the course of nature: beyond this he neither knows anything nor can do anything.


II.

Neither the naked hand nor the understanding left to itself can effect much. It is by instruments and helps that the work is done, which are as much wanted for the understanding as for the hand. And as the instruments of the hand either give motion or guide it, so the instruments of the mind supply either suggestions for the understanding or cautions.

' As My Religion '

Each one of us believe in different creed
Each one of us have religious sects we belong to
Just to satisfy our souls' spiritual needs
To believe in different icon of Gods and Goddesses

To the multiple religions we believe with each ism
To name a few - Catholicism, Hinduism, Shintoism
Islamism, Christianism, Confucianism, Buddhism
Each have guidance, doctrine to believe into

Goal

Never thought I may have to leave and pack
Did not pay serious attention or looked back
When time approached, I was caught unaware
Everybody should think over it and prepare

Not necessarily you should worry and put strain
There will be enough for you to board the train
You should be ready and reserve in advance
All will be well and in order when you look around and glance

~ Newton ~ Einstein ~ Marx ~ Derrida ~

~ Newton ~ Einstein ~ Marx ~ Derrida ~
Ms. Nivedita
UK
June 6,2010

Bunkum to burn
Edit ill learn. ~ [A]

Creation ~ Destruction
Learn ~ Relearn. ~ [B]

I Died Before My Birth!

I went to the rivers. Rivers asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to the oceans. Oceans asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to the pebbles. Pebbles asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to the rocks. Rocks asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to the forests. Forests asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to the mountains. Mountains asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "
I went to the fountains. Fountains asked me, "Do you know we're alive? "

O My Mind

O my mind,
Worship the lotus feet of the Indestructible One!
Whatever thou seest twixt earth and sky
Will perish.
Why undertake fasts and pilgrimages?
Why engage in philosophical discussions?
Why commit suicide in Banaras?
Take no pride in the body,
It will soon be mingling with the dust.
This life is like the sporting of sparrows,

A Basis For Philosophy

What is basis for philosophy to usher?
How does it gain ground and prosper?
How other intelligent person can be influenced?
How one’s own self can be forgotten or reduced?

These are unanswered questions and has no solution
You may be right in assertion with quick resolution
I helps to analyze the real situation and help the an kind
New ways are there but you must have vision to find

! A Poets Life

One word falls as another rises
to the surface of my mind,
together they create the start
of what life means to me.

Each day I hope for more,
Each day I return to source.

That mystical place, a
well of metaphors, a

Don Juan: Canto The Third

Hail, Muse! et cetera.--We left Juan sleeping,
Pillow'd upon a fair and happy breast,
And watch'd by eyes that never yet knew weeping,
And loved by a young heart, too deeply blest
To feel the poison through her spirit creeping,
Or know who rested there, a foe to rest,
Had soil'd the current of her sinless years,
And turn'd her pure heart's purest blood to tears!

Oh, Love! what is it in this world of ours

Review Letter To Valsa George On World Poetry Day

Respected poetess madam
Legend Star (किंवदंती सितारा)Valsa George

[Note: This review letter is World Poetry Day Special Comprehensive Review published on date 21st March 2019 and Gift given on Occasion of Happy Holi Celebration for date 22nd March 2019]

You will be happy to know that I have picked up your poem titled, "Lulling Symphony, ' and comprehensively line by line reviewed it on date 22nd February 2019. This is posted below your poem in many comments. The complete review I am attaching here for your future reference.

++unknown Color+

I use the colors to recompose your image
While enclosing to open the space alternatively
With relevance and traceability....
I'm like a painter seeking her own color,
Or like a singer seeking her own voice,
Or like a philosopher seeking her own self...
Neither like, nor unlike a painting, is this color
A new dream between ultraviolet and infrared?
Neither like, nor unlike a song, is this color
A pulse of an upbeat dance groove?

Review Letter To Sylvia Frances Chan On World Poetry Day

Respected poetess Madam
Wonder Jasmine Sylvia Frances Chan

[Note: This review letter is World Poetry Day Special Comprehensive Review published on date 21st March 2019 and Gift given on Occasion of Happy Holi Celebration for date 22nd March 2019]

You will be happy to know that I have read your poem titled, "For Peace of Mind, " and reviewed this line by line comprehensively on date 23 February 2019 and posted several comments below the poem. The whole review I am attaching below here for your future reference.

Troilus And Criseyde: Book 05

Incipit Liber Quintus.

Aprochen gan the fatal destinee
That Ioves hath in disposicioun,
And to yow, angry Parcas, sustren three,
Committeth, to don execucioun;
For which Criseyde moste out of the toun,
And Troilus shal dwelle forth in pyne
Til Lachesis his threed no lenger twyne. --

Ode To Poetry.

This floating clouds on the wind above
And flowing river from the stream of the mount
When passing thoughts settles in mind
It makes us restless to write.
You don't put efforts to flush out mind
The words flow seamlessly and settle down
And then you ponder how it happened?
You have no control nor its yours
It goes into the hands of readers.
Many topics feature at work,

Tribute In Twenty Thousand Comments

Oh dear fellow poets of Poem Hunter,
Having poetic journey with you here,
I have read many thousands of poems,
Many, many poems I have overlooked.

Travelling in a tender path of joy,
Tribute I give to you all in affection,
Commenting in your poems with pleasure,
I have treasured memories you have shared.

Review Letter To Tirupathi Chandrupatla On World Poetry Day

Respected poet sir
Devotional Gratitude (भक्ति कृतज्ञता)Tirupathi Chandrupatla Ji

You will be happy to know that I have picked up your poem titled, "With Great Splendor, " and comprehensively line by line reviewed it on date 23 February 2019. This is posted below your poem in many comments. The complete review I am attaching here for your future reference.
Yours sincerely,
Kumarmani Mahakul

Review From the Desk of KUMARMANI MAHAKUL............ODISHA, INDIA
Date: 23 February 2019

The Philosophical Egotist

Hast thou the infant seen that yet, unknowing of the love
Which warms and cradles, calmly sleeps the mother's heart above--
Wandering from arm to arm, until the call of passion wakes,
And glimmering on the conscious eye--the world in glory breaks?

And hast thou seen the mother there her anxious vigil keep?
Buying with love that never sleeps the darling's happy sleep?
With her own life she fans and feeds that weak life's trembling rays,
And with the sweetness of the care, the care itself repays.

On Life - Some Philosophical Thoughts.

As I walk through life alone, I wonder
What you must be thinking about me,
My LIFE...That, am I trying to escape,
Or to take you for granted?

Many tried these futile things,
No one ever succeeded.
All in the end, repented.
As if they were mindless.

My Poem Today

MY POEM TODAY: Tuesday 16 August 2022

a poem?
heavy or light?

about cousin
or about cousine at night?

I never write lightly
becoming heavy-weight,