Showing posts with label Human nature. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Human nature. Show all posts
Sunday, 30 April 2017
Sunday, 16 October 2016
Sunday, 31 July 2016
PRODIGAL CHICK
The rain was heavy
The shreds of the nest
Of the sparrow’s above
Lie scattered below!
In the slushy garden floor
Close to a puddle
Cold and shivering
Naked, featherless
Barely alive!
Chirping still!
Lay the fallen chick!
Mama and papa! Help!
She must have chirped
But in the pattering of the rain
Everything seemed to drown
Now exposed to the elements
In a sudden twist of fate
There she was! Just left to die!
Blue umbrella in hand!
Splashing through the puddles
Jack was in a hurry!
But something stopped him
A chirp, a squirm
A moving form
Ah! A little birdie!
A poor little one! He says!
His heart was moved
Compassion flowed
With tender hands of Love
He picked up her up!
A tear or two
He must have shed !
In a cut out milk carton
Stuffed with warm gray wool
He gently placed her
Chirp! Chirp!
Is all that she could mange
As she snuggled into the warmth
He found the crevice her nest was once hidden
He ran to the garden
Fetched a wooden ladder
And gently placed her
He heard some chirping
Patiently he waited
Soon a pair appeared
Sparrows!
Mama and papa!
He sighed with relief
His heart filled with happiness
His soul beamed with compassion
As he reached home now as a more complete man
He prayed and sat down
Only to enjoy his favorite meal
Roasted chick-en!
Friday, 10 January 2014
Monday, 19 August 2013
PLASTIC FOSSILS
Oh mighty mankind!
Can’t you see the doomed horizon?
Can’t you see your numbered days?
Still warm from the pantry of the
primordial soup
With selection, variability and adaptation
You humbly entered this treacherous game of
natural selection!
From growing organelles and spines;
to limbs and brains
You have indeed come a long way!
From tree trunks and dangling tails
Clubs and spears and torching fires
To guns and bombs, and even medicine!
You steadily scaled this evolutionary
ladder
Yet! Oh mighty mankind!
Why have you not learnt to love one
another?
Stuck with single minded simplex
minds
Clinging to the delusion of the ‘self
‘
Driven by the pleasures of the
present and proximal
Gathering with greed, and fending
with hate
Your narrow bread basket of self-interest!
In this colossal game of the Survival
of the fittest!
How long can you remain the
formidable?
Sentience, person-
hood and
consciousness have blessed you!
And have made you rise above the shoulders
of the rest of nature’s creation
But by the virtue of having grown a
head; a head full of gyriform grey intellect
Is it not your duty to sustain the helpless
body of life?
With eyes to see beyond the chin;
minds to think in anticipation
And intelligence, even to offer
self regulation
Why is it still, you keep chewing
at your own feet!
With teeth ragged with selfishness,
digging into your own rotting flesh
Drinking the contaminated blood off
your very own frail neck
How long can you hold up your
pompous head?
Having pushed, the all embracing
planet to this very sapless brink
It’s not survival of the fittest;
but survival of the sustainable
That can save this bleeding planet’s
fate
Oh mighty mankind!
Learn to love, and learn to live!
Before it’s too late!
Learn to sustain the rest of
nature’s creation!
For a sixty million years from now
When sentient lizards shall again roam!
Only your plastic fossils will speak!
Thursday, 22 March 2012
SHEPHERD OF MY SOUL
To green pastures and clear waters, from time unknown, you have
lead me!
You trusted me, when I deserted you for other pastures
You fed me, when the grass was dry, and the sky was overcast
You protected me, when the wolves of suffering surrounded me
And welcomed me back with open arms, when I wandered away
Yet, in this lonely pasture of today, I yearn for your
missing staff
Oh shepherd of my soul! My only benevolent redeemer!
Lead me to me to your very home!
Sunday, 6 November 2011
DANCING LARVAE
Dancing larvae in the palace pond
Look what you become!
Little monsters driven by unfortunate
fate
Feeding remorselessly on royal blood
The royal blood of the king!
Oh winged warriors of dirt and
disease
Even if you change form, and
choose to reform
Even if you become noble in trait
Can you ever become, the almighty
king?
Ideas and passions, you may have
many
But how limited is your destiny!
Oh ,dancing larvae in the palace
pond
Just drink your blood and be merry!
Monday, 24 October 2011
THE HEINOUS FACE OF HUMAN NATURE
Love and war; in work and play
What makes you skip; what makes
you stay?
Oh! This world of stealth and prey!
Rosy words, may paint the front
But thorny backs, do bear the
brunt
Locks of hatred, under smiling hats
Brothers in arms yet racing rats!
Slithering serpents on a selfish trail
Another life form beneath the veil
Filthy in feelings, and stooping in stature
Insightful yet an unsightly creature
Oh! How monstrous, is the heinous face of human
nature!
Friday, 9 September 2011
HANDS OF WISDOM
Friends forever of the uneven kind
For the right hand writes, many a song and poetry
While the left is sidelined in the shadow of, right’s artistic
mastery
Yet, the right hand claims no pride; and the left fields no jealousy
The left doesn’t crib; and right doesn’t brag egotic
supremacy
And often times, during chores of hammering in a nail
The right hand slips and smashes the left’s unfortunate,
little finger's nail
The guilty right, drops the hammer and soothes the left in
undivided compassion
Even so, the left doesn’t
grab the hammer , to smash back in retaliation
Thus is the unity of two hands, in ego-less collaboration
Thus is the wisdom of nondiscrimination; of self less love;
life's only salvation
Sunday, 7 August 2011
THE FLY
I am the humble, measly fly
Not much up above; and not the sky so high
I may be puny; yet I can fly
I wallow in the dung and I live in the filth
Yet, do not hoard up or crave for wealth
Rotten and recycled; is the food I eat
Yet, I do not kill; I don’t cheat
I live in merry and freely breed
Yet I am no slave to master greed
I cherish the loo or a dirty plate
Yet I am not overwhelmed by morbid hate
I do not think, though I often stink
Yet, I do not push the world to the brink
So don’t judge me just by my insignificant size
Don’t judge me for my deeds and my innocent vice
For you are just me; just a bigger me
Seeing life through some other compound eyes
You are no better!
You are no better in character nor in vice
So see me with compassion
See me with compassionate eyes
For I’m the humble and measly fly
Who didn’t choose to; yet, still can fly
I am the humble, measly fly
Labels:
compassion,
Ego,
Egocentric Bias,
Human nature,
Nature,
Poem,
Satire
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