Vidya Pandarinath Poems

Man is perhaps , on Nature,
The worst parasite - fast and hard
Selfish, and a paradox of values barred
Loud and Cunning in every nomenclature
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Clay finds its desired form
And use on a potter- wheel noddle,
Lustre metals are molten
Cast, moulded and beaten
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Acquiring Knowledge is like relishing oneself beneath arms of GOD
HE takes you to the path of regeneration
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Spring morning sunshine, cool breeze blowing through my hair
Blue sky high up, chirping birds, dancing clouds, oh..portrayed with the gloss;
Golden light walks along the path, aroma of fresh thoughts,
Feeling Mother Nature's Love, brought a smile to my face, I swear..!
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A soft, smooth breeze can make,
A right streamlined flame dance,
In silent, fancied tunes, and rake
All-around quiet objects to prance ,
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The sprouting little seed found free
Grows into a huge, gigantic tree
Across and around its own domain
Feeling and making others feel or gain
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It rained and rained and rained
Heavily in pursuit setting purity
With ablution, serenity and quietude- -
As though there was a real wash;
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They dug hard and deep
Down the grabbed ground plot
To raise a selfish structure -project;
Source and resource all set
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GOD, First through skies
And then through the starry ken
Widening his Lovely Shape;
Yet he through all ways grew
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