Love people, not money

The world is marching towards its doom....
For the good, there is very small room....
Hearts of people are coveted by devils....
Money is becoming the cause of all evils..!!

Be it sports, art or education,
Money is becoming the main intention.
Business has become the main occupation.
Money is causing our separation.

Selfishness is present in every soul.
It is playing a great role.
They will take your help in times of need,
And forget you on reaching their goal.

Deep in my heart, there is a sorrow....
What will happen then, tomorrow?
Will the world become a second hell?
Its indeed painful to think, or tell.

Time is still there in our hands....
O humans, please change your thoughts!
Love people, not money nor greed!
Don't make money your caste or creed!!!

And you'll see the earth getting changed
To a more beautiful and heavenly place.
You will yourself receive the human love,
That money has never given you.

I'm just a Vagabond......

It's loneliness that my heart features....
I'm lost in this world, a maze of creatures.
I look not for honey, but for some peace and harmony....
I'm just a vagabond, searching my destiny!!

I find this world a big questionnaire....
And for me, seldom does anybody care.
I've to be alone throughout my journey.....
I'm just a vagabond, searching my destiny!!

My aims are slain, and my dreams crucified....
I do find myself as if I'm tied.
I'm not caged, but still not free....
I'm just a vagabond, searching my destiny!!

Attempts for freedom have gone futile....
Being hungry, I can't stay for a while.
I'm in darkness, waiting for it to be sunny.....
I'm just a vagabond, searching my destiny!!

(written amidst my ISC exams)

__Söuvick

O Love.....

O Love, you are wonderful....
Your beauty is just admirable.
Your power destroys hatred's every fence....
You are the cause of the world's existence.

A big battle that's fought for ages,
Can be controlled by you in minutes.
That house where there is your presence,
Is a palace even if its a hut.

O love, just spread yourself around this earth,
Which longs for your caress.
Your divine touch takes away all mirth,
And leaves behind just happiness.

The world today is scarce of you,
And your siblings, concern and care.
Those who get you, are very few.
Please let each one get one's share.

O love, just be in the actions of people,
So that their every deed be noble.
Don't hide yourself, use your beauty
To beautify this world, leave nothing empty.

"Amor, Amor....., I need thee more......
Thou canst cure my every sore",
This is the cry of the world today,
Which is full of pain and dismay.

O love, go deep in the peoples' heart....
Be present in the blood in their veins.
Let them do good in every case,
And make this world a better place.

__Söuvick

(Valentine's day special)

Ode to my mother on her birthday

You are an idol of love and care.
Its for for you that on earth I am there.
You have always remained closest to me.
You fulfilled my wishes, but never asked a fee.

The age had come of my schooling.
I remember I never went to school
Unless I received your hug and kiss
And your fulfilling my one wish.

And when I returned from my school,
You always waited at the door.
The moment I got down from my rikshaw,
You hugged me again, and kissed me more.

Life was not always a bed of roses.
Problems made me cry and yelp.
The world came to support me later.
You were the first to come and help.

When the dark clouds covered the sky,
And troubles continuously came and went by,
It made you cry all the while,
But you hid your tears to keep my smile.

Clock kept running, and I grew up.
You were there with me throughout the time.
As a support, as a guide, and as the best friend,
You have given me knowledge and values in a blend.

You struggled hard for my living....
From morning to night, in a routine.
You followed the routine seven days a week.
You took no leave even when sick.

At times I feel how lucky am I....
To get you in my life.
I shall always remain grateful to you,
To your love, your care and sacrifice.

At last I would like to say,
Mothers like you are indeed very few.
Saying 'thank you' is too little a return.
I shall always remain indebted to you.

You have felt it or not, I have never known.
I love you too, though I might never have shown.
Today, in this auspicious day, I would like to say,
MOTHER, MANY MANY HAPPY RETURNS OF THE DAY.

(dedicated to my mummy on the occasion of her birthday).

Walking down the road in the midst of night

Walking down the road in the midst of night,
One could see the scene with the half-moon's light.
Crescent was on its peak, and the clouds were raging,
Dashing with one another, a war they were waging.

Dogs that barked, and the wolves that cried,
Ran through the paths of the day's busy town.
There was also presence of the bird of the night,
Who shrieked and cried, flying up and down.

Walking down the road in the midst of night,
One could see this beautiful nocturnal kingdom.
No car on the road, in the sky no flight
To disturb them from this freedom.

The dark mongrel who roamed on the day,
And dined on the left-over food by people,
Did sit on the raised ground on the way
Just like a king, making a cat's hair ripple.

Walking down the road in the midst of night,
One could see the poor cat bowing down.
She had sat on the place of the king mongrel,
And now, she's being punished to act as a clown.

The night-scene is really quiet and peaceful.
It has a beauty of its own.
Come out and enjoy it, if you get no slumber.
But remember, you must be alone.

An ode to my teacher

I found myself on a central ground
Where several roads emerged.
I didn't know which one to follow.
In the sea of quandary, was I submerged.

I didn't just know what to do.
All the roads did seem alike.
I didn't know the one for me.
For help, I shouted and cried.

And then you appeared all of a sudden,
As a light in my life's dark cave.
And throwing away all my burden,
You showed me my path, and also did pave.

I took the road that you showed.
But the route wasn't that easy.
It bifurcated at every step
But you were always there to guide me.

The roads that took to doom and wrong
Were paved with flowers at their start.
You taught me not to focus on them
For they had thorns at the last.

I found my road full of obstacles.
You taught me to face them without delay.
And whenever I attempted doing that task,
I found for me, gifts on the way.

Even today you are guiding me.
Your care, your love is felt by me.
No speech is left with me to share.
Thank you, teacher, for your love and care.

__Söuvick

(a gift to my beloved teachers on the occasion of Teachers' Day).

I don't wanna part with you.....!!

You are an abode of tranquility,
An edifice of care and love.
A golden bag full of knowledge
To share with each of us.

Years ago, I stepped in you
Ignorant of a great fact.
The more my infant legs went in,
The more you entered in my heart.

And then you changed to a caring mother,
Guiding my steps in every path.
You helped me stay away from evil
And on the sea of values, take a bath.

You nourished me for so many years.
You taught me, life is beautiful.
In you, I saw a different world.
I felt you a home, not a school.

So many years have passed by me.
You gave me many new things to see.
Every new thing brought a new experience,
New lesson, new hope, with a new essence.

And today it pains even to think
The bitter truth of our getting parted.
I don't wanna part with you.
I want to remain for ever with you.

But I am bound with the rules of nature.
I am forced to leave your company.
But it is, for me, just a formality.
You are still in my heart, in my memory.
(dedicated to my beloved St. Xavier's...... My Alma Mater).

My old memories

The old memories of mine
Do prick me everytime.
Sometimes making me laugh, and sometimes.....
Making my time a sad time.

The good and bad moments of my past,
I know, shall never come back.
But I think it the least useless
Upon them, my head to wrack.

On the base of my past,
Stands the building of my present.
But the base cannot be placed on top,
Then why do its memories prick my heart??
__Söuvick
(i had written this poem when i was in class 9).