Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "crisis"
Liberationville (The Sonnet)
When the blood is boiling and conscience is screaming,
Stop not wishing for a messiah to appear.
When the heart is beating and the mind is restless,
Sit not praying for the miseries to disappear.
When the veins are burning and nerves are revolting,
Stay not cooped up in a cocoon of petty pleasures.
When the lungs are choking and cells are aching,
Stay not inanimate out of insecurities and fears.
When the spine is bending and the head is drooping,
Stay not silent submitting to tribal identity.
When the knees are trembling and the throat is thirsty,
Stand not frail as servant of conformity.
When the eyes are teary and lips are dreary, never consider sitting still.
Obliterate loyalty to atrocities of the norm waking up to liberationville.
Stop not wishing for a messiah to appear.
When the heart is beating and the mind is restless,
Sit not praying for the miseries to disappear.
When the veins are burning and nerves are revolting,
Stay not cooped up in a cocoon of petty pleasures.
When the lungs are choking and cells are aching,
Stay not inanimate out of insecurities and fears.
When the spine is bending and the head is drooping,
Stay not silent submitting to tribal identity.
When the knees are trembling and the throat is thirsty,
Stand not frail as servant of conformity.
When the eyes are teary and lips are dreary, never consider sitting still.
Obliterate loyalty to atrocities of the norm waking up to liberationville.
Honor He Wrote Sonnet 19
From error to error, we’ll correct our errors.
From failure to failure, we shall rise high.
From despair to despair, our fears disappear.
From scar to scar, our heart learns to fly.
From one jinx to another, we become destiny.
From darkness to darkness, we become light.
One wound to another, we become the cure.
From one loss to another, we understand life.
Dust bite after dust bite, all dust become ointment.
One lost road after another, we draw a new map.
Teardrops upon teardrops, all tears turn elixir.
One screw-up after another, we learn to grow up.
One heartbreak to another, we become the healer.
Bearing crisis upon crisis, we shall rise as creator.
From failure to failure, we shall rise high.
From despair to despair, our fears disappear.
From scar to scar, our heart learns to fly.
From one jinx to another, we become destiny.
From darkness to darkness, we become light.
One wound to another, we become the cure.
From one loss to another, we understand life.
Dust bite after dust bite, all dust become ointment.
One lost road after another, we draw a new map.
Teardrops upon teardrops, all tears turn elixir.
One screw-up after another, we learn to grow up.
One heartbreak to another, we become the healer.
Bearing crisis upon crisis, we shall rise as creator.
