AVENGERS OF PAIN...
Trickling down the cheek of the night...
The drops are avengers of pain...!
Wiping the dust of the lone street-light...
Which we, the common man, regard as rain !
Somewhere the rain buries memories....
Somewhere it hides miniature tears....
Somewhere it drowns histories....
That perhaps stretched to numberless years...!
They truly say that the night
Is a broken-heart's true companion !
That nostalgia spreads....making reality upright....
Dissolving hopes of a sanguine reunion !
When the rains write their song
They ruefully remind what has passed...
Relegating....reducing....what had pained for long....
As though the wounds are neatly washed...!
- Debasish Mishra
LESSONS LEARNT FROM A LITTLE KID...!
My life was stuck...
I wanted to give up...!!!
Not able to move ahead....
It was really tough....!!!
Seasons of glee...
Had dried completely....
Only troubles in the head
And moods of melancholy...!
The cup of light....
That carried my delight....
And the handful of hopes I had
Had gone out of sight !
And some day....I found a little kid....
Smiling....enjoying everything he did....
I mocked myself for being so sad....
Cursing myself for whatever I did...!
The tender cheeks
....& the innocence....
Laughing at life with indifference....
Inculcated a lesson in my head....
That the idea to give up was sheer nonsense...!
- Debasish Mishra
SILENCE . . .
Crying is not the crest of grief....
In silence, there is a pain more deep...
That neither complains not expects...
But whatever the outcome, only accepts...!
Sometimes, the Silence is a coffin...
That hides the tempests which rise within...
Sometimes it portrays eloquence....
When it conveys everything in its innocence....!
But Silence is not a trait of the fool....
Silence is a powerful tool.....
More effective than words,more powerful than speech....
More deeper in intent....& farther in its reach.....!
- Debasish Mishra
CONQUEST . . .
My heart whispers...just one more conquest....
& it seems like a never-ending-quest...
Stretching for another mortal vanity....
Is just a kind of insanity....!
The heart is foolish...it does not know...
These conquests are stupendous structures of snow...
The harder you hold...the sooner they melt....
And in a moment...only nothingness is felt...!
Illusory glories are tantalizing...
They promise you almost everything....
You sacrifice your blood....your sweat...your ties....
& then you realize that it was,just,a mirage for the eyes....!
- Debasish Mishra
LOSS & WIN...
Sometimes it is better to fail....
So that someone else has a chance to prevail...
Sometimes it makes sense to be insane....
When even loss seems like gain....!
Happiness lies in moments sweet....
Irrespective of success or defeat....
Without being mesmerized by mortal glories....
Let us discover joys in simple stories....!
Staying back by pausing the pace....
Not considering the Fate of the race....
Just to help someone who is behind....
Is just a loss of a different kind....!
Such moments of happiness aptly define....
The mystery & magic of life pristine....
Even if one loses such a contest....
The peace of the soul is at its best....!
Wins and losses are just two sides.....
That the script of life creatively hides....
A win is a win...a loss is a win....
As long as it soothes the man within....!
- Debasish Mishra
TEACHER- A MIRROR OF GREATNESS . . .
I learnt from you all the alphabets....
The art of holding a pen ;
Then the World in all its wonder & threats....
Made way into my ken !
I discovered the beauty of righteousness....
The repulsion in every vice....
Only from you, my guide of goodness....
You stood as a filter in my eyes !
Barring the turmoil in the personal life....
You strenuously strove for your students...
Not thinking of sick kids....or pensive wife...
As though you were supposed to have no sentiments....
You never get what is due....
But your tots climb the heights of success....
May be,that is the best joy for you...
Because a teacher is the mirror of greatness...unselfishness......!!!
- Debasish Mishra
NATURE IS BEAUTY . . .
Through the lanes of life...
As I wander & wonder...
My soul blossoms,my dreams are ripe...
And my heart,at once,does surrender...!
Natural beauty...natural delight....
A sweet rose or a pristine sunrise...
Or even the darkness of dead midnight...
Offers great soothing to the eyes...
A thousand lights merged in one...
The light of many trillions of eyes...
What a beautiful sight is the stupendous Sun...
The lantern of the earth & the skies....!
Lively is the glimpse of green...
Natural & the food for life...
Always rejuvenating...always clean...
Something like the eternal type....!
Through the window of Nature...
As I wander & wonder...
Amazed at the loveliness of each lively creature
Thinking how could be everything so tidy & tender...?
- Debasish Mishra
MR. DOLLAR SINGH
I can buy anything...
My charisma lingers in the air...
I am Mister Dollar Singh....
You can find me everywhere....!
School-going-lads to robbers rude & bad...
Blue-collared,white-collared & those without a collar...
Long for me being crazy & mad...
Everyone needs a touch of the dollar....!
I am the God of currencies...the undisputed leader...
The world economy depends on my value...
I am the light....I am the rudder...
The world follows what I do....!
- Debasish Mishra
COMPATIBILITY....
We begin with compatibility of the eyes...
We are fascinated by what appears to be nice...
But no matter how the things start....
We end up with the compatibility of the heart....!
- Debasish Mishra
PERHAPS SOME FEELINGS NEVER CHANGE....
My heart questions me innocently...
Unsure,really,of how could she
Enter my dreams without my permission...
As though it is a divine decision !
When I try to forget her name,
When hating her becomes my aim....
I end up remembering even more...
Memories that splash me like heavy downpour !
How is it possible,I'm helpless,
When hatred melts into sympathetic kindness
If not love,yes,it is strange...
Perhaps,some feelings never change....!
- Debasish Mishra
