Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "great-sonneteer"

There is a reason I never translate my works,
You can translate information but not sentiment.
So I carve humanity with not one but many tongues,
Yet due to alphabetical wall, much remain unspoken.
Human and culture must grow together in harmony,
All traditions of stagnation must be thrown away.
If a human can come forward across conditioning,
Why can’t a culture do the same and meet halfway!
I sacrificed my language so I could feel you better,
Now I can’t read the tongue of Tagore I was raised in.
Such an uncultured poet whose culture is the world,
Asks the cultures with borders just one little thing.
Take some lessons from Mustafa Kemal in modernizing.
A culture is enhanced, not diminished, by latinizing.

“World Administrative Service (The Sonnet)

Awake, Arise, Oh Saint Soldiers,
Don’t stop till you reach your goal!
Awake, Arise, Oh Saint Soldiers,
Don’t stop till your dreams are whole!
Awake, Arise, Oh Saint Soldiers,
Don’t stop till there is no injustice.
Awake, Arise, Oh Saint Soldiers,
Don’t stop till the world is in peace.
Awake, Arise, Oh Saint Soldiers,
Do not stop till love is the only way.
Awake, Arise, Oh Saint Soldiers,
Don’t stop till all prejudice is thrown away.
Civilization is born when all our sentience converge.
Puny minds make puny-verse, uni-minds make universe.”

“Uyan Be İnsan (Dünya Hizmeti Şiir)

Uyan be insan, kalk be insan,
Amacına ulaşana kadar durma!
Uyan be insan, kalk be insan,
Hayaller gerçek olana kadar durma!
Uyan be insan, kalk be insan,
Her yerde adalet olana kadar durma.
Uyan be insan, kalk be insan,
Dünyaya barış gelene kadar durma.
Uyan be insan, kalk be insan,
Her yerde aşk olana kadar durma.
Uyan be insan, kalk be insan,
İnsanlar insan olana kadar durma.
Hadi kalk be kardeşim, bu dünya sana emanet.
Kendin için değil, insanlar için mücadele et.”

“¡Levántate Oh Luchador!
(El Soneto del Servicio Mundial)

Levántate oh luchador, adelante oh amador,
¡Hasta que alcances tu meta, no te pares!
Levántate oh luchador, adelante oh amador,
¡Hasta que hagas realidad tus sueños, no pares!
Levántate oh luchador, adelante oh amador,
Hasta que termine toda injusticia, no pares.
Levántate oh luchador, adelante oh amador,
Hasta que haya paz en la tierra, no te pares.
Levántate oh luchador, adelante oh amador,
Hasta que todos sean amantes, no te pares.
Levántate oh luchador, adelante oh amador,
Hasta que humanidad sea la realidad, no te pares.
Un nuevo mundo es la creación de nuevos humanos.
No lo olvides, la lucha de uno es la lucha de todos.”

Culture can either further the cause of life,
Or it can hinder life, love and liberty.
If it hinders, it belongs in the dump,
If it furthers, it is an ally of humanity.

Rigidity is drag on expansion,
For it makes chains out of roots.
Roots give ground beneath our feet,
While chains only cripple all our move.

Even a flower can’t survive in last week’s water,
Yet you expect the mind to thrive that way.
Let the mind fly higher than known heights,
And all light and life will find their way.

With all our understanding of the speed of light,
We’re yet to cross the distance from heart to heart.
With all our fancy equipment of communication,
We are yet to listen to those unheard.

Better deemed a coward than forward,
For there is too much at stake.
Stand ready to wait till infinity,
Without violating her personal space.
She’s not your bonerville,
Until she gives you consent.
Remember, consent is the line,
Between a baboon and a sapiens.
Expose your feeling with your gestures,
Earn her trust without forcing yourself.
Keep your libido down, below your knee,
Till you are asked to strip all restraint.
It is no man that turns a beast at the sight of woman.
Real Man is a father, friend and lover – all in one.

April, 2025 marks 10 years of Naskarism, since the release of “The Art of Neuroscience in Everything”, in April, 2015. 2025 also happens to be the year the world receives its first 2000th sonnet, in my 120th work “When World Cries Blood”. The first Naskarean Sonnet appeared in my first work of peacemaking “Fabric of Humanity”, in 2018 – Sonnet 1000 in “Himalayan Sonneteer: 100 Sonnets of Unsubmission”, in the year 2022 – and now with one foot in 2025, I give you Sonnet 2000.

“Sonnet 2000 (My Real Legacy)

My real legacy is not the books or the sonnets,
but the unbending humanitarians I’ve set on fire.
The literature is just a vessel for the spirit,
spirit of a world united, in reason and in care.

Ceaseless slurs are daily occurrence,
Mindless hate indeed plenty I face.
Yet I’ve kept all vengeance in check,
Never have I ever been lost in bitterness.

I am the line that I’ve drawn for myself,
Can’t tell you how to behave, how not.
I stand steady as the human impossible,
Rest is up to you, what to take, what not.

I don’t come from wealth, nor could I amass any,
I set out with zero dollars, and no publicity.
World integration is my life’s first madness –
this madness I leave for you, now it’s your duty.”