Poet: Nobody
Man is a prisoner of circumstances.
No new born baby asks for a name, but named.
Never wishes to be dressed but dressed .
Never cries for a gold ring and chain, but chained.
Tradition is the First Addition and Addiction.
Family, Workplace and Society
Are the Controllers of Examinations of my life.
Family commits me and steals my time to share and care.
Workplace commands and squeezes me to its demands.
Society convinces and programmes me to nurture its culture.
Man moves from one open jail to another 24 X 7.
Education is suffocation to man.
No tree but only man is taught a language
To grow up, blossom and be fruit’full'.
No bird goes to school in uniform with ID card
To learn how to build its nest,
Or to be skilled to find the food at its best.
Teachers mesmerised, I memorized.
Many teachers, many books, many classes,
Many years, many exams, many certificates,
What I remember now is nothing.
All have become helpless to know who I am.
I passed in exam but failed in life.
Man is a prey to his desires.
Wanna marry a girl?
You are drowned and doomed for ever into marriage bond.
Then cry, “I fall upon the thorns of life, I bleed. “
Wanna become a collector?
“The power that crowns you
Also crucifies you.”
Wanna become a celebrity or a billionaire ?
“When sorrows come, they come not in single spies,
But in battalions. “
Man builds his own prison with bricks of Desire.
Man is a victim to his beliefs.
The buds live with beliefs.
Martyrs die for beliefs.
Hitlers kill for beliefs.
Bhudhas who flower
Carry fragrance of truth everywhere,
Have no beliefs of God, Heaven and Hell.
Man is a slave to his mind,
The pestering Chatterbox,
The Gardener of Vaulting Ambitioms,
The Programmer of eternal habits,
The Dictator of daily life,
The Satan of devilish thoughts,
The Master of all who sleep 24 x7.
Man is still waiting for Bhudha.
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