Friday, 15 February 2013

RIDE ON


RIDE ON
Life is a moving wave of time
And we are ordained riders here
Joys and sorrows on end bide
As rise and fall in rushing waves
Waves may take us to royal shore
Where omnipotent almighty rests
All the riders must loyal at core
To that mighty abode of peace
All are saved according to deeds
Vice and vital done on earth.
Ride and ride as much as better to gain a final salvation
Take an oar of compassion and love
To row off the  long way to reach ashore right and
Secure a chair by the side of the Lord
Whirling winds may toss our  boat
Tremors and quakes may beat us hard
Hold a bold and bonafide soul
And ride on as much vital as can.

LET THE CLOUD MELT


LET THE CLOUD MELT
A flaming fire inside the heart
Burned a heap of withered blooms 
     A host of woes that emerged out
Steamed upon the roof of mind
Darkened clouds bordered thick
To choke my throat and chill my word
O my Lord, O Krishna
,O my friend, come so soon!
Let all clouds  melt and flow
Slowly in your warming smile
And make them lovely songs of love
To flow out through my humble flute.

TERRIBLE MILLENIUM


A TERRIBLE MILLENIUM
A millennium born, terribly born
With millions of minds hide identity
With millipede’s hands, but without eyes
They seek a title in gangs of guys
 A world of hoodoos and horrors born
Where hackers and hooligans reign over
Tides of lust in searing pace
Wash away self venerability
Span is short, but glory is vast
Status wears  meanings new
Wedding is archaic, swapping is past
Hunting on immature buds is thrill
Variety decides  crazy tastes
Which tolls high status, ineffable all
When number of preys shows countless  gains
They celebrate harvest of rapes with cheers
A  millennium born, terribly born
To horrify the girl child, globally alone
B K  SUDHA NEDUNGANOOR.