POETIC OCEANS 2

Passersby turn, stare some look some care, shocked stopped,shot, people common turn and turn again, In no time, blasts sound painful screams shout in vain blood stains, blood flows fills streets smears roads, ambulances turn and turn again dumping bodies in bags, turn again,   colored cloaks cover all colored skins, Truth lies in clayey lodgings beneath, the sword shines in its sheath, horses snort stample feet ready to dash conquer defeat,              Skins may shine              cloaks be grand              in supreme honor one              may smile and stand              Look! The Right View!      ...

The Earth quakes It trembles, shakes protests heavy burdens bomb blasts, grates, drillings diggings killings making pure streams red with filth trash and blood, Humans beware , See! what are the stakes? like a life with snakes? like pains and aches? sitting in lyke-wakes? in darkened daybreaks? inline for undertakes? But if we read the Word If we heed the Word We really need The Word We still have time To follow the Truth The Word The Truth is The Guide That Overtakes All Evil , Protects and Forgives The sins and mistakes.

Killing is not winning or is it? why is it more sinned against than sinning? quiet as a rural village no rush or pillage, small crowded decorated vans carrying covered human clans elderly slowly walking breathing in the fresh air all is calm and fair an Eden for many Ah a snake uncanny silently breathing away guarding a life in vain after causing to many, pain Kill and Be Killed One Day No matter what mansions you build-you will be found come what may- Life goes thinning day by day Kill kill kill and kill Killing is not winning For sinning-one has to pay.

Invisible stigmas received painless peaceful reassuring visions of the second coming? lashing hanging stoning shooting becoming-constant not sporadic- Do ye remember the sleepers? Or their people, cruelly punished for  sedition, shown as enmeshed violations of sacred pledges?finding refuge in stony harbours,Caves of  Sanctity, by Divine Keepers! what is it that brews in disturbed nether sedges? Unholy evil withered edges splattered with martyrs blood- some to die,some to awaken appear as the Truth Seekers! what is it that hinders? war struggle sacrifice thousands, thronged offering fresh blood, bodies to cinders, treading on tremors faith in sacred pledges reduced to mere tufts of dying hedges parched forever plastered to  silence supreme. The heat  the floods  the quakes Warnings Mother Earth Makes What is it that still blinds our Faith? I see I hear,  I Call, I Call I Call O People , Listen Rise Awa...

How can I deny, I remind myself of air water fire and dust I am in clayey mold , set I remind myself If I sit lie sleep and eat the clay will die and rust; I remind myself My heart is a Light  that clears the darkness Of The Sight I remind myself I must offer The Great Spirit 'Thanks' Whose Mercy helps  from The Ranks' I remind myself If I disbelieve in One My work is 'ashes' blown to none' I remind myself I must not stray but pray Seek The Truth,Choose The Right Way I remind myself Of The Book I must read The Advice I must heed And Now I remind myself The Task is easy, not huge With arrogance there is NO Place of Refuge.

My country was born on the 14th they say for the sake of so many my country was to be a safe haven for peace and joy for so many, but my country was broken soon like the miracle of the moon was seen by so many, but fell, far away from the cocoon,so born in blood , was cut by blood shed by so many for so many; what shall I pray what shall I wish my people are hungry all so many what shall I give away what shall I save my people are naked beggars so many what shall I plead what shall I teach my people are ignorant all so many today is my country's birthday again I am in pain , no thoughts in my brain I cry , my people are militants so many.

Empowered, conquering darkened conjured realms Dutybound Sun rose in golden grandeur letting its morning rays tenderly sweep the vast expanses, kissing the rusty sleepy walking species, crawling myriads, to stretch and yawn, coaxing , probing to a reawakening; Like prophets spoke in gentle words Like sea gulls sang as swinging birds Like David's Psalms in rhythmic chords Like sailboats entry in open fjords Like lilting notes of Grecian flutes Like clippety clops on cobbled routes Like raindrops descent one by one Like squirrels frolic just for fun Like flowers dancing with the dew receiving the warmth, lovingly begun, Then Half the world in Happy Light Half in pain, in torments swept Remember the Tears when Angels wept? Deep scars that thunder cleft? Why so long cemented in false beliefs we have slept? Rusted in sin I cried and crept, The Light has Come, For I feel the Heat that has touched my feet, The Truth I accept! must shak...

One Heart of Hearts Vision of sacrifice alive, vibrant fearless Lifted! to Paradise, Holy Fortress , Thrice! Voices Guide to Heal Protect and cover amidst the rattling jangle sprouting all over; Remember, The Advice! Let not the weeds grow inside the deep recesses, Let not sinful splinters pierce tender crimson chambers precise,wherein The revered image resides. One Heart of Hearts In Time and Tide, alive, Holy Fortress for All, For Truth who strive, safely surely securely will, suffice.

Thin grown ever green lusciously fully nutritious dancing away to soundless sacred sweet symphonies swaying sideways in obedience to invisible conducting synchronized companies, offering soft cool overtures to burning soles of injured souls,enriching meadows to the core, resistingly kissing the nibbling advances of loving mammal herbivores; deserted desert        dunes dream to possess, as Ozmandias waits in stony silence, slithering snakes undulatingly weave their colors in the sand, dreading the deadlyPeregrine                                                               Wave upon wave of green expanses, jaded studded laid ...