The Silent Sparrow!

The silent sparrow possesses a golden heart.
If only I could demand happiness for one and all.

I make my house myself,
To keep my children safe,
I go around the day,
To collect rare foods.

I leave my bed at dawn,
And lay back in bed at dusk,
Some good people feed me,
rest, I keep on wandering and eating.

But you know I chirp a bare,
unlike the other birds,
I don’t have the strength to oppose,
The irritating herds.

I demand water by asking,
“chirrup” as politely as I can,
A lady in a small cottage
comes out and provides.

Even sometimes, a crow,
snatches my meal,
I don’t perceive how to fight,
I leave the place,
and search out a new treasure around.

I am much concerned,
About my kids who miss me,
in the nest around the clock,
I pray to God,
To give that old woman,
Everything she wishes,
As she is my living god,
who cares about my appetite.

She is the one I trust,
must be adored by,
thousands of humans,
Inside their temples.

She is the one I believe,
Must have educated others,
To look after us poor,
And weak birds.

I, but can’t fight,
With my goddess,
who knows that as like her?
Children, I also have some,
In my home.

I wake up every morning,
and visit fifty-odd homes,
Of which, just a few of them,
Throughout the year,
Do like to feed us,
do like to care.

The Silent Sparrow possesses a golden heart.

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Farewell -Bond of Separation

We are not finished just separated, Farewell!
We are not finished just separated, Farewell!

Hey, shout! my dear

      For the villain's cheer,
      My rose has fallen,
      Over here.
      I descend the steps,
      To take you there,
      But over here,
      You will find a mare.
      A mare will,
      Though represent,
      Tend to be a deadly fare.
      Hey, shout! my dear,
      Though not shout,
      For you will make,
      A sudden-ed pout.
      My soul will though remain,
      Not with you, I ascertain,
      It will rest in the peace of yours,
      The wider you spread,
      You may make it browse,
      But with peace I claim,
      For the sake of Karan's name.

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I Deny -Bond Of Separation

I deny your departure, my other self.
I deny your departure, my other self

On the red rose, I wrote
A man’s sacrifice story
And through my vocals and throat
I distributed it in my assembly.

I rearranged the melody,
I rediscovered the aftermath
Re-appealed my past
But couldn’t reimpose the reprimand.

A petal broke when
I headed towards the end
The stem bent down when
I imagined your bloodshed trend.

The suddenness of my words
Led to the cleverness of you
It is easy to leave
Someone who’s Mary Sue.

But I don’t trust if
I let you go then,
I can follow you till
The Lover’s very heaven.

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‘Wealth’ Defined

My aim is simple, that is to create wealth!
My aim is simple, that is to create wealth!

“It’s because all I know is wealth
and none else,”
The quote that feeds
most of our ambitions to work
Yet you know that you are
never much close to infinite
wealth, sometimes you surrender
your good health.

What if I’d be none of
an educated person,
a creative writer,
an active listener,
a firm believer,
always a trip-maker,
a polite human,
a generous Sikh
Would you still have faith
On my wealth?
Would you be a father
and hand over your daughter to me for life?
Would you being a brother
Even may you like to call me one?
Would you being a sister
Call me at your family functions?
Just because I have a wealth
But not any distinct personality trait.

Wealth is as easy for some,
For some, it comes as harsh
as in a lifetime.
Well, if it is as at ease to me,
Maybe I would have rested myself
For life, or would have got imprisoned
for using it unlawfully.
But, unfortunately
None of the above two scenarios
would have made me respected
In society, It will only possibly be
“When all I know is improving
Myself every moment and
enjoy what work I do every day,
Upon working hard along with
my hard-earned traits,
would earn me actual wealth.
That is not by far monetary
wealth but indeed social wealth.”

Also, as proposed by Maslow
In his theory of “hierarchy of needs,”
Wealth is merely a means
To fulfill the needs,
But honestly, we live, by
and along with society at large

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