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.

Enjoy it in Poet's voice HERE

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.