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BLISSFUL EXISTENCE :
What a wonderful world
This Existence has provided us with
But even to know it that way,
You will need the eyes and ears for it.
Where every day as the night ends,
The whole world comes to life
From the birds to all creatures,
All become active and throbbing with life.
Where the sun everyday rises punctually,
Without even a single holiday
Light and warmth that it provides with,
Gives comfort to everyone day after day.
Where a lot of different climates
Are there for us to experience,
And for such variety of seasons,
Nature takes nothing, not even once.
Where there is beautiful greenery
And flowers of all colour and shade
From the lotus to rose are different smells
And even colours like yellow and red.
Where every day the sunset creates
The most largest and natural canvas
Whose painter is really unknown but
Every other painter, he definitely does surpass.
Where an unknown musician creates music
Through the orchestra of a river or a bird
Which is of divine quality and the best
But to know this, it has to be heard.
Where every day the night falls,
And everything goes into a deep sleep,
It is a moment of complete rest
And eternal peace so profound and deep.
Achyut Telang.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Poetry- Words from my heart II
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DEATH :
There is only one thing in this world
That you can be absolutely sure about
That death is going to come to everyone
And for this there can be no doubt.
Still in their life, people forget this fact
As a matter of fact, they try and ignore it
As the very idea fills them with fear
And, if they could, with death, they'll never meet.
But death is something that has to be faced
And it's possible only if you've lived life fully
If you've lived life the way you've always wanted
Then you'll know even how to die peacefully.
The more you tend to forget death,
The more you get attached to people and things
As, the people you love; you don't want them to die
But death comes to all without the distinction of beggars and kings.
So the lesson for us is to accept death
And to live life blissfully and to rejoice
And to make even the experience of death, a blessing
As doing that is the best possible choice!
Achyut Telang.
DEATH :
There is only one thing in this world
That you can be absolutely sure about
That death is going to come to everyone
And for this there can be no doubt.
Still in their life, people forget this fact
As a matter of fact, they try and ignore it
As the very idea fills them with fear
And, if they could, with death, they'll never meet.
But death is something that has to be faced
And it's possible only if you've lived life fully
If you've lived life the way you've always wanted
Then you'll know even how to die peacefully.
The more you tend to forget death,
The more you get attached to people and things
As, the people you love; you don't want them to die
But death comes to all without the distinction of beggars and kings.
So the lesson for us is to accept death
And to live life blissfully and to rejoice
And to make even the experience of death, a blessing
As doing that is the best possible choice!
Achyut Telang.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Poetry- Words from my heart III
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THE GLORY OF EARLY MORNING :
The joy of watching the early morning
Is a divine feeling always cherishing.
In the cool atmosphere, with the breeze blowing
It's a nice feeling to see only a few people moving.
The birds singing beautifully from within the trees
And hovering above the colourful flowers, are the tiny bees.
Everywhere, far and near, it is so quiet
With the light of the bright morning finally winning over the night.
The sun also slowly rising in its splendour
So are the green creepers which are very tender.
The brightness of the sun gradually spreading all around
With more and more people now hustling on the ground.
Achyut Telang.
THE GLORY OF EARLY MORNING :
The joy of watching the early morning
Is a divine feeling always cherishing.
In the cool atmosphere, with the breeze blowing
It's a nice feeling to see only a few people moving.
The birds singing beautifully from within the trees
And hovering above the colourful flowers, are the tiny bees.
Everywhere, far and near, it is so quiet
With the light of the bright morning finally winning over the night.
The sun also slowly rising in its splendour
So are the green creepers which are very tender.
The brightness of the sun gradually spreading all around
With more and more people now hustling on the ground.
Achyut Telang.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Poetry- Words from my heart IV
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THE WAIT FOR RAINS :
From quite some time,
It has been very hot.
The conditions have become worse,
As there is also a drought.
It is not only the heat,
But also the humidity,
Which is adding to the suffering
Of people of both the village and the city.
The sun is busy throwing flames
And people are battling with the sweat,
They try and hide from the burning fire,
But still end up getting all drenched and wet.
All the streets become almost empty,
Especially during the afternoon.
People can only wish and pray
For the rains to come on really soon.
The only solace that people get
Is only during the time of night.
With the sun finally gone to rest,
It feels so cool and just about right.
The moon with its gentle rays,
And cool breeze makes it very pleasant
And atleast for the time being,
People are spared a bit from torment.
In the night people sleep outside,
With their gazes fixed to the endless sky,
Searching for any signs of clouds,
While on the cots, helpless they lie.
People do just about anything
In order to appease the gods of rain,
But this story of vying of the sun and rain,
Next year will be repeated once again.
Achyut Telang.
THE WAIT FOR RAINS :
From quite some time,
It has been very hot.
The conditions have become worse,
As there is also a drought.
It is not only the heat,
But also the humidity,
Which is adding to the suffering
Of people of both the village and the city.
The sun is busy throwing flames
And people are battling with the sweat,
They try and hide from the burning fire,
But still end up getting all drenched and wet.
All the streets become almost empty,
Especially during the afternoon.
People can only wish and pray
For the rains to come on really soon.
The only solace that people get
Is only during the time of night.
With the sun finally gone to rest,
It feels so cool and just about right.
The moon with its gentle rays,
And cool breeze makes it very pleasant
And atleast for the time being,
People are spared a bit from torment.
In the night people sleep outside,
With their gazes fixed to the endless sky,
Searching for any signs of clouds,
While on the cots, helpless they lie.
People do just about anything
In order to appease the gods of rain,
But this story of vying of the sun and rain,
Next year will be repeated once again.
Achyut Telang.
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Poetry- Words from my heart V
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THE DOWNPOUR :
The heavens have opened up,
And sent forth a massive downpour.
The life in general is affected by it,
Even as the thunder continues to roar.
The parched land becomes wet first,
As its thirst is a bit quenched
And soon the puddles appear all over,
And everything becomes all wet and drenched.
The climate change is an aberration
And it becomes all cold and chilly.
The strong winds that blow, do no good,
As everyone shivers on; and not with glee.
Some animals and birds look for shelter,
While others are as non-chalant as ever.
And it is true for people too,
As some try to be all brave and clever.
The sun gets a well deserved break,
As the clouds take over and transform the day.
The change is quite sudden and drastic
And all the trees and plants viciously sway.
Some people enjoy the rains,
While others become all dull and gloomy.
What you do is your choice,
I certainly rejoice every moment. Well, that's me!
Achyut Telang.
THE DOWNPOUR :
The heavens have opened up,
And sent forth a massive downpour.
The life in general is affected by it,
Even as the thunder continues to roar.
The parched land becomes wet first,
As its thirst is a bit quenched
And soon the puddles appear all over,
And everything becomes all wet and drenched.
The climate change is an aberration
And it becomes all cold and chilly.
The strong winds that blow, do no good,
As everyone shivers on; and not with glee.
Some animals and birds look for shelter,
While others are as non-chalant as ever.
And it is true for people too,
As some try to be all brave and clever.
The sun gets a well deserved break,
As the clouds take over and transform the day.
The change is quite sudden and drastic
And all the trees and plants viciously sway.
Some people enjoy the rains,
While others become all dull and gloomy.
What you do is your choice,
I certainly rejoice every moment. Well, that's me!
Achyut Telang.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Poetry- Words from my heart VI
* This is the original work of Achyut Telang and you may not reproduce or distribute this information in whole or in part and the content on this blog post cannot be copied, edited, reproduced or used without the prior written permission of Achyut Telang.
SPECIAL MORNING :
Many times in my life,
I have seen nature's lull
But this time what I see,
Is something very special.
As I stand in the morning,
The cold breeze touches my face,
As I say to myself that
This is surely one of those beautiful days.
Where there is greenery all around,
But still no sign of the sun
There is dew in the atmosphere,
So everything is wet in the urban.
The animals and birds seem to be active,
As they are up and away,
But people are still asleep,
As it is just a Sunday!
The trees have a variety of leaves,
Which are of different colour and shade
Majority of them are dark and light green
While a few others are a bit yellow and red.
The clouds completely fill up the sky
As they have a gathering
And thus in the process, hide from us,
The heavenly world of the King.
The birds commence their free flight
In this scene, capable of making anyone proud
They fly freely in the clean air,
Which contains nothing but the clouds.
They fly away to great heights,
Still looking for the first rays of the sun.
All of them are busy finding food,
And soon the early birds catch the worm.
They express themselves in their own way,
And make beautiful sounds again and again
Which are usually denied to us,
In the drowning sounds created by Man.
Some people enjoy the morning walk,
Listening to these voices, which are very tame
With their hands in their pockets,
As the coldness around, gradually gets to them.
The sun now shows itself,
And also looks around at everyone.
Suddenly everything seems to come to life,
As on everyone fall the first rays of the sun.
One should not be lazy
And still sleep in the cozy bed,
When such divine sights,
Are for you by the nature made.
Achyut Telang.
SPECIAL MORNING :
Many times in my life,
I have seen nature's lull
But this time what I see,
Is something very special.
As I stand in the morning,
The cold breeze touches my face,
As I say to myself that
This is surely one of those beautiful days.
Where there is greenery all around,
But still no sign of the sun
There is dew in the atmosphere,
So everything is wet in the urban.
The animals and birds seem to be active,
As they are up and away,
But people are still asleep,
As it is just a Sunday!
The trees have a variety of leaves,
Which are of different colour and shade
Majority of them are dark and light green
While a few others are a bit yellow and red.
The clouds completely fill up the sky
As they have a gathering
And thus in the process, hide from us,
The heavenly world of the King.
The birds commence their free flight
In this scene, capable of making anyone proud
They fly freely in the clean air,
Which contains nothing but the clouds.
They fly away to great heights,
Still looking for the first rays of the sun.
All of them are busy finding food,
And soon the early birds catch the worm.
They express themselves in their own way,
And make beautiful sounds again and again
Which are usually denied to us,
In the drowning sounds created by Man.
Some people enjoy the morning walk,
Listening to these voices, which are very tame
With their hands in their pockets,
As the coldness around, gradually gets to them.
The sun now shows itself,
And also looks around at everyone.
Suddenly everything seems to come to life,
As on everyone fall the first rays of the sun.
One should not be lazy
And still sleep in the cozy bed,
When such divine sights,
Are for you by the nature made.
Achyut Telang.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
For You Who Grieve Tonight
FOR YOU WHO GRIEVE TONIGHT :
The day was long, the night will be endless
Emotionally spent the tears won't come
Its just the heart that continues to beat
The soul has nothing more to eat.
But ashes; dust and ashes
Diamonds in the dust it may well be
Grief is an absolute entity
And living another form of tyranny.
Speak of life and death, the details
Of what lies between birth and extinction
Rationality irks, cannot comfort the loss
Highflown theories until complete cessation.
For those who grieve tonight, the pain
Almost too intense to bear:
Hearing, seeing, feeling their loss
And nobody, nobody with whom to share.
The tears should come, do not check their flow
Tears can heal like a gentle loving hand
Calm the mind, ease the heart and
There is a lifetime ahead to understand.
Softly words will come
Someday grief will go
Forget the logical mind
Leave reason behind.
Rani Turton
Copyright: Rani Turton
Extract from Rani's blog:
http://ranishobha.blogspot.com/
The day was long, the night will be endless
Emotionally spent the tears won't come
Its just the heart that continues to beat
The soul has nothing more to eat.
But ashes; dust and ashes
Diamonds in the dust it may well be
Grief is an absolute entity
And living another form of tyranny.
Speak of life and death, the details
Of what lies between birth and extinction
Rationality irks, cannot comfort the loss
Highflown theories until complete cessation.
For those who grieve tonight, the pain
Almost too intense to bear:
Hearing, seeing, feeling their loss
And nobody, nobody with whom to share.
The tears should come, do not check their flow
Tears can heal like a gentle loving hand
Calm the mind, ease the heart and
There is a lifetime ahead to understand.
Softly words will come
Someday grief will go
Forget the logical mind
Leave reason behind.
Rani Turton
Copyright: Rani Turton
Extract from Rani's blog:
http://ranishobha.blogspot.com/
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