Valentine's Martyr

From dark he rose! Expected was nothing but a rose.
Sad-dled by past ready to ride, to put together his own pride.

Memories were sore, kept smiling as he soar.
Crowned among mighty knights, endured long starry nights.

At-last Thy agree.
Nor shall a battle be won by swords; nor shall a heart only by words.

Black Man in White House

Times have changed rather say changed is the time.
Millions contributed too for this change or this time.

Past has proved and future needs to be sought,
Future will prove the reason past has fought.

Well colored are the colors, clean are the whites,
Wall still remain where they are, color has changed by time; black this time.

With promise of change, change the way you promise,
Neither to be broken nor to be shaken, it’s time to rise.

As world watch, you are not alone many scream,
I realize why King said “I have a dream”.

Free are the minds some hungry some fine,
Feed them enough, not bologna, for first time.

We live what they had dreamt, now dream what they should live,
Some died to be remembered, but remember why they died.

Different will be faces, not typical will be history of races,
School books will have some colored faces, race is not about races.

Common is a man with potential unlimited,
Skin, eyes, and hair their colors are limited,
Mind is simple with thoughts unlimited,
Language, food, and dress their types are limited,
Heart is one, with passion unlimited,
Country, religion, and gender are limited,
Let not be limited by the beliefs rather belief the unlimited dream.

Eyes and Soul

If it wasn’t for the lights that shadows would never be alive,
Shadows impacted by clear lights, reveal the unseen from the alive.
What about shadow of light, is it clear too, does light changes to malign some and glorify few?

Eyes never see the truth; it’s just lights passing through lens,
Even, complex of all, brain just make some sense.
Only the infamous heart knows, its mind game,
one will face the same question time and again.

Once strong and formidable empire fall to form the ruins,
Some piece decorate rooms in the museums others got mounted on frame.
Kept me wondering why, I guess it’s the power that holds empire,
while empires failed to hold power.

Search for finding soul (God) is as elusive as finding “Yeti”, what if there is no “Yeti”
Elusive makes it wanted and rare, some claim to have seen, to trust or distrust rest upon you.
Struggle to find what you need to find is more elusive,
forget the soul you are more elusive.

Still There

As I always thought that you can be somewhere by then or should be here by now,
Moving always at deliberate, but steady pace, resembling that moon very often.

Battered legs walking for miles and months, grumbled about the time, I should be there on time
Beast wasn’t fast may be took some days; complained the same.

That fossil juice burning wagon was definitely not deliberate, took some hours,
He still protests need to be on time.

I don’t know while in the wings of jet he feels the same; he needs to be there on time????
Whatever the outcome might be, I imagine if he is still there???
Lingering on the same issue and with no doubt he is getting the same answer.

Keep Chasing

She said yes and everything was over, the struggle to reveal was over,
Over was the desire to get closer, thought of getting loved was over, because she loves me now,
I know her too much; much more she knows me now,
How can I undo time, where I was trying to impress her somehow?
Little attention caught her, mine and others got noticed every time,
Kept me dreaming for once in awhile, gosh she is pretty can she be mine,
Questions some time are good when not answered,
Illusion is what makes it more interesting, reality is disappointing,
Am I selfish I never want to get my love, just keep chasing because it’s more fun?

Brahma and Time

I think the universe will end some day, I will end much sooner, I will get mixed in the soil, air, water and space. The universe is part of the cycle of formation and destruction then formation and so on. The Big Bang is described as the birth of the universe (Brahma), the life of the universe then follows (Vishnu), and the Big Crunch would be described as the destruction of the universe (Shiva).

sahasra-yuga-paryantam
ahar yad brahmano viduh
ratrim yuga-sahasrantam
te 'ho-ratra-vido janah

By human calculation, thousand ages taken together form the duration of Brahma's one day. And such also is the duration of his night. (Bhagvad Gita)
During Brahma’s one day known as Kalpa four yuga cycle is completed. Satya yuga, Treta Yuga, Dvapar yuga and Kal yuga. Kal yuga is the period we are living in today and we have complete 5000 years of kal yuga, it is suppose to be 432,000 years, long way to go.

Can Brahma’s one day could be so long. Consider bacteria, these bacteria’s live less than few hours. When compared with human day many generations of bacteria pass by in a single human day. In that time period that bacteria will grow, mate, die (they don’t have time to waste). I look like Brahma to these bacteria, as I give them chance to grow on or in me, nourish them, and then destroy by some antibacterial. The cycle will continue. This is how Brahma days look like in lay mans term. Look at Mayfly it just lives day or two. Mayfly goes through the whole life cycle in two days, while I was still deciding on the X-Box deal.

Who decide how long the day should be. Sunset-sunrise seems to be nice one. Consider one moon cycle to be day and other moon cycle to be night, (Krishna paksh and Shukla paksh) 15 days each, we can have one day as compared to 30 days and 12 days in whole year. Average life expectancy will be not more than 2.5 years.

Sojourn: Some place

Who knew, who knows, when and where I will sojourn
Slower than rodeo clock, time forgotten; I feel vulnerable.
Moment of truth and the heavenly spell, brushed brain cells,
Mind blank as a new page, suspended in anxious present and unknown future
I realize, Sojourn.

To break that evil spell and embrace the angel feet,
Took big stride form the cliff, no surprise there, good luck retaliates,
Pristine blue sky, soaring pain, familiar voices, NO way, I am not there yet.
I feel, sojourn.

Do you ever have feeling of sojourn; I have always, like right now,
Do not know where to go from here, and so do you, should you read further or leave it,
You feel sojourn.

World is changing every second, but the change itself is sojourn?????
Restless mind won’t agree, it will learn, learning leads to adaptation, …………..and more
While the pumping heart is too busy to learn, naïve and pure, it is sojourn??????