Some Reasons to be happy !

 The job you find irksome is the dream of the unemployed 

Cantankerous children you have is the dream of the childless 

Your abode however small it’s is the dream of the homeless 

Your little investment is the dream of the debtors 

Your robustness is the dream of the fatally sick 

Your little happiness is the dream of the hapless 

Almost all necessities of life are free of cost 

How happy we ought to be for the air we breathe is the gracious gift of nature 

All the water we need comes from the nimbus freely 

We need to exert for food but that keeps us agile and healthy 

The more the number to be happy the more happier we ought to be 

But we consider those little things are insignificant 

If we start to count numberless are the gifts we enjoy 

We have good sight to devour the endowment of nature 

Like damselflies flowers dancing meadows 

We have defect less auditory system to enjoy the music of nature 

Like the rain whispers of the foliage the songs of the birds 

Countless are the things in and around us 

But we always quibble over illogical things 

Making our minds murky instead of being happy

Be happy rejoice celebrate dance and sing like a lark

TheSun In The Zenith

The sun in the zenith
Blanketed by sailing clouds
Was peeping down.....
On the placid waters below
Wreathing patterns
In multifarious forms and hues
Not lasting but evanescent
That made me to think....

How short life is!!
But we the insignificant
Are very hectic in our sector
Hurrying and worrying
In commotion numberless
Planning and plotting
Not to make life joyous
Worthwhile and meaningful
Instead we make life an intolerable
Inferno full of anxiety neurosis
Not only to us
But to other peaceful
And beautiful creatures as well.

Pause,think and introspect
In silence enjoying the solitude
And the beauty of existence
Will dawn on us unasked
And the revaluation of life
Will be a stupendous revelation.

How beautiful the world is!
How delightful life can be!
If we coexist harmoniously enjoying
And always giving what is due....

We the crown and roof of all
(We think we are,am not sure)
What can't be done by us?
We can make our realm
A sort of utopia at least
Vending peace,quietude and tranquility
To have the reign and sway of
Love,compassion and bliss in our regime,
Bringing down the kingdom of heaven
Which will be our haven
On this fecund Earth for everything to live
A jocund life celebrated in pure hilarity.

To accomplish this,Homo sapiens
(The so called man the wise I think Man the fool)
Have to renounce many of his vices:
Megalomania,dogmatism,lack of pragmatism
Stigmatism,the air of omniscience and omnipotence
The derivatives of sheer ignorance.

Later he parrots mea culpa mea culpa mea maxima culpa,
Will never assist him none.....

Take up the onerous duty of man the wise
Not the folly of man the fool
To rejuvenate and replenish the lost glory
But it is strenuous,tedious and humdrum.

Our goal is to seek and find the realities
And the truths only the truths
Nothing else should satiate him,
Until he discovers the stupefying mysteries
That baffled him for ages and ages,
Not to yield and succumb before unveiling
The challenging puzzles and unanswerable
Questions that loom in the horizon .

Instead of being horrified,be thrilled
And frenzied with ardent desire to solve
Rather than to be in a dilemma.
Face the music.Go ahead with heroic deliberation
And victory will be ours in the end.
The opulence of success will enthrall us
Intoxicate us and fill us with optimism.

It will give us an added impetus
To drive us forward dissipating
The shroud of darkness that engulfed
Mankind in the begone millennium.
We are in the threshold,waiting
For an open sesame,Midas touch
Remember none will be there
Except our determination and urge.

We have gone through much pathos
Sympathies,apathies and often empathize
Giving us much strength to strive ahead
Undaunted not veering like a weathercock
But with a heroic resolution with which
We fought our predators in the Palaeolithic ages
And came out victorious.

The same victory awaits us in the coming ages
If we are not afflicted by superstition and blindness
But we are after prophets and sagas to guides us
To an unknown world of perpetual entity
Promising us all the renounced joys and pleasures,
Love,the supreme feeling of man,and compassion.
As long as we continue like this we will never realize our end.
Alas! The deplorable fate of Man.

Man has to do a lot before he is entombed
He shouldn't leave any stone unturned before
He completes all the work assigned to him
Because he is still in the dawn waiting for the dusk to come.

Approaching Dusk

Dusk was approaching
I sat near the window of the houseboat
In a brooding contemplation
Watching the panoramic beauty
Of the tranquil backwaters.

A solitary loon sighed deeply
Venting her sorrow and melancholy
From the bottom of her love laden heart
The agony and anguish of her despair
Was audible enough to reverberate
In the dead silence like the necropolis .
She might have left her lover in sorrow
Yet she longed to meet him morrow
For her love has gone to the marrow
Which cannot be broken even by an arrow
And she yearned to meet him in a rendezvous.
I also mused in a deep sigh.

Dusk,like a slug slowly moved towards night
It's a very slow change hardly noticeable
Like a bud in the breeze quivering to bloom,
A wave posing before breaking to froth and foam,
The appearance of stars early in the dusk,
The murmur of breeze on the grass and foliage,
The whispers and whimpers of a lovesick heart,
All has it's charm and fascination.

The young night was innocent and blithe
Spreading her luring charm all around
Bathed in the translucent rays of the moon
Waited patiently to mature into a full bosomed lady
From an ebony coloured budding lass.
Soon the haze was wafted by a cool wind
And the gallant debut of the full moon
Was really voluptuous and appealing.
Her dimpled cheeks and rosy lips
Wreathed in a sweet alluring smile.
It was funny to see her beautiful face
In a corrugated reflection in the rippled waters.

DEPTH

George Mathew Thekkekunnel

Boundless is the unity of love
When it touches the heart
Everything changes inside
Blooming the spectrum of life
In scores of rainbows.

One wonders at the touch
Every analysis disappears
Synthesis fills the gap
One comes face to face with God
Making one to wonder at
The simpleness of the Lord
Hence He defined
God is love.

Feel it,enjoy and give
The more we give the more will flow in
To make our heart full up to the brim
But never will overflow
For there is always room for more.

Anxiety

It was a moonlit night
Twinkling stars studded the sky
Goddess Diana looked down
With love and smile upon earth
Then across sailed a solitary cloud

Veiling Diana partially
Soon clouds appeared from nowhere
Imposing clouds dark and thick
Obliterating Diana under their spell
Turning everything around dark

Clouds of thought darkened my mind too
The interim of joy and sorrow
Reflected in the blue deep horizon
And deeply I was disturbed
On the trees I watched the wind
Then flashed a thought sad and grim
Depressing my whole being entirely
With melancholic sentiments my heart full
I sat their nonchalant
My mind withered in sorrow
Sank down deep in Lethe.

But out of the blue deep
In cumulus clouds rich
Came words full of solace
"Ye shall not worry,believe in me
Have full trust in me"
Oh! what a comfort it was
To hear the words from beyond
And I regained the composure lost

Then there came a soft wind
Slowly the clouds were wafted away
Forming dimples again on
The chubby cheeks of Diana
Flooding the earth with silver hue
Making the fecund earth dance with joy

Slowly quietude reigned around
Lifting the dark clouds from my heart
That reminded me of the futility of despair
For in nature nothing is permanent
All always slowly move towards
The Maker,sure and certain

Eddies sometimes form near by
Stunning everyone awhile
But out of the dark clouds
The vernal showers always come.
O what a lovely music it is
To hear all avidly drinking rain
Making the parched earth slushy
To rejuvenate,rain,the matrix of life
So showers nature her love
Unasked upon everything.
But the love we misconstrue oft
Making dark the profiles of life
A miserable famine always.
(don't you think so)

ETERNAL LOVE

Let love sprout at each moment

Making life joyous and wonderful

Filling life with newness and novelty

Never let it be stagnant and still

Always keep it a flux and thus slither

Through the joys and pains of life

Retaining and giving insatiable thirst

To know more and feel more

Fulfilling the wants of everything in nature

Taking care the utmost to quench

Yet to feel and enjoy from everything

The fruitful juice of luscious love.

Oh God grant us your blessings

And serenity to realize the eventual goal.

THE ENCHANTING MELODY

The farmer went to sleep

After the day's toil and moil

A sweet melody he heard

A nightingale was singing

Pouring out her happy heart

In a melody sweet and ease

The song enchanted him most

Filling his heart with joy

He slept after a while dreaming

Next morn he trapped the bird

And in a beautiful cage he put

'You are mine for ever and ever

And sing for me every night.'

'Free me free me free me

If you wand to hear me sing

For my song is my love and

My love is my freedom

I want to sing and soar in the sky

If you free me I will give you

Maxims three of the world.'

He freed the bird to hear the truths

Perching on an upper branch

She asked the farmer to listen

"Don't believe the words of a hapless one,

Careful not to miss the one in hand,

And moan not for the lost one."

Saying thus the nightingale flew away

Singing merrily enjoying her freedom.