Sunday, 1 March 2015

I'm not "Color"!

I’m not ‘Color’!

How long, have I been pondering, over this very clause,
I’m not color; and  I never was!

I’m not the skin that overlays, all my body parts,
I’m the passion , that beats inside ,my lively heart!

I’m not a body ,to be enslaved by someone’s greed,
I’m a soul, reflected in a unique creed!

I’m a thought , a vision, a  zeal  , and a goal,
I’m  a human being,  blessed ,with a very special role!

You call me black, you call me brown,
Demeaning my person , that makes me frown!

Being yellow doesn’t define me , nor does being  white,
A wrong move to anything  , would never make it right!

The Racism is a monster, that  robs people’s judgment,
It cultivates hatred, it fuels the resentment!

Let’s all of us  stand  and strive for it together,
That we’ll forget the past and ‘ll make the future, better!

Let the light of unity and  love ,brightly shine!
Respecting diversity ,which is dynamic and divine!

Let’s ponder upon our existence, our purpose, our cause,
Generating good will  and  rectifying the flaws!

How long have I been pondering over this very clause,
I’m not color; and  I never was!


Song of Tear

Song of Tear

I’m not a tiny drop of water,
That trickles down an aching eye,

I’m not a drop of blood,
That clots with every sigh!

I’ m not a drop of rain,
That becomes a pearl, with time!

I’m not the word, of a poem,
That makes it rhyme!

I’m not the speech of a book,That remains quiet, forever,
I’m not a stroke of the brush,That the canvas remembers!

I’m neither a stitch,
That brings the torn, together,

Nor a link,
That a relation would ever matter!

I’m neither a flash,
That turns a gloom, into glee,
Nor an anguish, a guilt, a woe, or a plea!

Not even the sadness, that could make Euphoric,
Or, the happiness that would make, Dysphoric!

I’m only a gesture of honour, of ego , and pride,
That shows just nothing, but, ‘what’, it hides!