We own the present breath
Who cares for the death
Tomorrow is a distant promise
Today is, what it is...!© nk,2014
Who cares for the death
Tomorrow is a distant promise
Today is, what it is...!© nk,2014
Tuesday, August 26, 2014
Let's all be a hope-addict
I was waiting for the Sunshine
And there came the rain
I was expecting, happiness all around
There was nothing, but pain
I started reading a witty, humorist
None other, but Mark Twain...
We all expect life as a straight line
But it's a different terrain
Being a hope-addict, keeps me going
Living a life for everybody's gain..!
© nk, 2014
I was waiting for the Sunshine
And there came the rain
I was expecting, happiness all around
There was nothing, but pain
I started reading a witty, humorist
None other, but Mark Twain...
We all expect life as a straight line
But it's a different terrain
Being a hope-addict, keeps me going
Living a life for everybody's gain..!
© nk, 2014
The Cricket
I have the childhood memories
Of crickets chirping around
Breaking the silence of night
And stridulating in musical delight...
Before I learnt playing cricket
And went to the cricket ground
Thanks to my grandparents
Who made me familiar with cricket’s sound
House crickets are mostly harmless
Mole crickets destroy roots of plants
Both are nocturnal and omnivorous
Often feeding on insects like ants
Crickets love dark moist places to hide
Only the male does musical chirping
Long antennae act as a sensor
Hind legs help in instant jumping.
* all rights reserved/copyrighted nk, 2014
I have the childhood memories
Of crickets chirping around
Breaking the silence of night
And stridulating in musical delight...
Before I learnt playing cricket
And went to the cricket ground
Thanks to my grandparents
Who made me familiar with cricket’s sound
House crickets are mostly harmless
Mole crickets destroy roots of plants
Both are nocturnal and omnivorous
Often feeding on insects like ants
Crickets love dark moist places to hide
Only the male does musical chirping
Long antennae act as a sensor
Hind legs help in instant jumping.
* all rights reserved/copyrighted nk, 2014
#Biodiversity
Biodiversity is a product of time
DNA in all have alphabets A,T,G and C
Only nature uses them,
As per its ingenuity and its rhyme..!...
"Every being" has evolved
In the mother nature's lab
And each "earthling" is dear to it
For adoring earth and adorable like a hime
Each creature has existential importance
Some we know, most we not, now
It's a different world away from dime
Nature is unparalleled though acts through mime..!
Wilderness is home to me
In comely nature at its prime
My deep faith in thee gets rejuvenated
For all the beauty and sublime...!
© dr neeraj kumar, 2014.all rights reserved.
Twitter @silencepl
Photo: © nk
Biodiversity is a product of time
DNA in all have alphabets A,T,G and C
Only nature uses them,
As per its ingenuity and its rhyme..!...
"Every being" has evolved
In the mother nature's lab
And each "earthling" is dear to it
For adoring earth and adorable like a hime
Each creature has existential importance
Some we know, most we not, now
It's a different world away from dime
Nature is unparalleled though acts through mime..!
Wilderness is home to me
In comely nature at its prime
My deep faith in thee gets rejuvenated
For all the beauty and sublime...!
© dr neeraj kumar, 2014.all rights reserved.
Twitter @silencepl
Photo: © nk
# all your soft feelings !
All your soft feelings
Are dear and close to me
Please share all your woes
They are incense rose to me..!
...
I have followed you
Like a Doe's toes in the snow
And to hear you singing
That means a lot to me
I love you so much
I like you too much
I read those glows in dreams
And often feel you close to me...!
© nk2014
All your soft feelings
Are dear and close to me
Please share all your woes
They are incense rose to me..!
...
I have followed you
Like a Doe's toes in the snow
And to hear you singing
That means a lot to me
I love you so much
I like you too much
I read those glows in dreams
And often feel you close to me...!
© nk2014
Monday, August 18, 2014
#The Love Energy
Let's enter the Sanctum Sactorum ...once we are done with worldly attachments .....and for all others, outward attractions should be enough to keep them going...in this one life.
In the long run lust can't win over love. Lo...ve wins over lust.Lust is an utter defeat and love is the victory of all energy in all beings, for they have an inherent tendency to generate charisma, because of their looks, virtues, existential importance .and above all love..!. It is such a big force that it comes into action, as soon as the pure pro- creative urge comes into play for a reason of continuity, justified by dharma and cosmic consciousness. But it looses its wrath of charm once it is viewed as a routine for seeking worldly pleasures. Love and beauty demand respect.This does not fall into the realm of eternal love..!
As a result, all our ancient sculptures carved in stone depicting curved apsaras and others were epitome of beauty praying thee in perfect bliss and were often enough to keep some at bay while allowing some others to enter the sanctum sactorum, that were little or not distracted by the outward projections of our routine mortal lives...often full of lust.
Thus ancient craftsmen loved their work so much that carving was not just livelihood for these craftsmen, but it became worship for them...it was pure devotion or Bhakti Yoga..that enabled the stone to get visualized into a figure of unparalleled beauty,
adorned with all ornaments and garments..it all became real for them and only task left was to remove the unwanted ..it was...love... love turning into prayers..and each strike of the chisel took them closer to their beloved... as they saw and imagined it in the stone ...and they felt it so deeply for it...that ...it was no more lust but pure love..turning into eternal prayer... that's why their works with so much aesthetics, sense of beauty nearing perfection, have survived all odd of times ..as pure art forms..poetry in quartzite....for it still carries with it the same love energy... that the eyes of the chiseled images..must have imbibed as if they were alive..and felt the same for the and from the sculptor...and became a true testimony of time and symbols of eternal love ! The usual form of expression says: fallen in love; no; they were not ; indeed, to the contrary to this, they were all rising in love..! It enable one to go even without basic needs of energy intake...one feels auto-filled with thy secret power enabling radiance and light in heart... often depicted on happy faces in the form of beaming love energy, that guides one to pray for his/her love to the level of a deity..! It imbibes youthfulness in a bearer and is a force less understood, viewing its degree of influence on human lives and other creatures..! For love is not species- specific, and a Cat or other pet can give you a great degree of emotional satisfaction and love despite being an animal. This is because it shares the same light of thee, and has no desires, of its own...while loving you...its instant ... spontaneous...and unconditional love pouring from a heart where a pure soul is the only work force. Life and love source in us is a life force in us..!
May this love energy guide us in all our pure endeavors...to achieve true love, peace and happiness across the globe and the culture of love continues to abound human lives...! © nk 2014
Let's enter the Sanctum Sactorum ...once we are done with worldly attachments .....and for all others, outward attractions should be enough to keep them going...in this one life.
In the long run lust can't win over love. Lo...ve wins over lust.Lust is an utter defeat and love is the victory of all energy in all beings, for they have an inherent tendency to generate charisma, because of their looks, virtues, existential importance .and above all love..!. It is such a big force that it comes into action, as soon as the pure pro- creative urge comes into play for a reason of continuity, justified by dharma and cosmic consciousness. But it looses its wrath of charm once it is viewed as a routine for seeking worldly pleasures. Love and beauty demand respect.This does not fall into the realm of eternal love..!
As a result, all our ancient sculptures carved in stone depicting curved apsaras and others were epitome of beauty praying thee in perfect bliss and were often enough to keep some at bay while allowing some others to enter the sanctum sactorum, that were little or not distracted by the outward projections of our routine mortal lives...often full of lust.
Thus ancient craftsmen loved their work so much that carving was not just livelihood for these craftsmen, but it became worship for them...it was pure devotion or Bhakti Yoga..that enabled the stone to get visualized into a figure of unparalleled beauty,
adorned with all ornaments and garments..it all became real for them and only task left was to remove the unwanted ..it was...love... love turning into prayers..and each strike of the chisel took them closer to their beloved... as they saw and imagined it in the stone ...and they felt it so deeply for it...that ...it was no more lust but pure love..turning into eternal prayer... that's why their works with so much aesthetics, sense of beauty nearing perfection, have survived all odd of times ..as pure art forms..poetry in quartzite....for it still carries with it the same love energy... that the eyes of the chiseled images..must have imbibed as if they were alive..and felt the same for the and from the sculptor...and became a true testimony of time and symbols of eternal love ! The usual form of expression says: fallen in love; no; they were not ; indeed, to the contrary to this, they were all rising in love..! It enable one to go even without basic needs of energy intake...one feels auto-filled with thy secret power enabling radiance and light in heart... often depicted on happy faces in the form of beaming love energy, that guides one to pray for his/her love to the level of a deity..! It imbibes youthfulness in a bearer and is a force less understood, viewing its degree of influence on human lives and other creatures..! For love is not species- specific, and a Cat or other pet can give you a great degree of emotional satisfaction and love despite being an animal. This is because it shares the same light of thee, and has no desires, of its own...while loving you...its instant ... spontaneous...and unconditional love pouring from a heart where a pure soul is the only work force. Life and love source in us is a life force in us..!
May this love energy guide us in all our pure endeavors...to achieve true love, peace and happiness across the globe and the culture of love continues to abound human lives...! © nk 2014
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)