Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "tradition"
Mad Wind (The Sonnet)
Turn into a mad wind,
And blow away the rigidity.
Now the savagery must end,
To do that we must rise as almighty.
Turn into the monsoon rain,
And wash away all sickness.
Whenever a crisis arrives,
We must step up shredding all weakness.
Turn into a purifying wave,
And smoothen the thorns of argument.
Whenever rises differentiation,
We must become the bridge without bent.
The world is unstable and feeble with insecurity.
We must be its strength offering our soul as stability.
And blow away the rigidity.
Now the savagery must end,
To do that we must rise as almighty.
Turn into the monsoon rain,
And wash away all sickness.
Whenever a crisis arrives,
We must step up shredding all weakness.
Turn into a purifying wave,
And smoothen the thorns of argument.
Whenever rises differentiation,
We must become the bridge without bent.
The world is unstable and feeble with insecurity.
We must be its strength offering our soul as stability.
Published on May 10, 2020 08:36
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covid-relief-fund, discrimination, global-crisis, helping-others, inclusion, justice, pandemic, poetry, rigidity, selfless, serving-humanity, sonnet, tradition
Break The Walls (The Sonnet)
Let's break the walls my friend,
There ain't no place for segregation no more.
Let's break the distance my friend,
There ain't no place for pettiness no more.
Let's sing the song of victory,
There ain't no place for savagery no more.
Let's loosen the knots of tradition,
There ain't no time for rigidity no more.
Don't you hear the siren my friend,
Can't you feel the rising sun!
Don't you hear the footsteps of dawn,
It's time to let go of all things barbarian.
Fear not the unknown and unexplored o friend of mine.
Let's walk together opening doors to one humankind.
There ain't no place for segregation no more.
Let's break the distance my friend,
There ain't no place for pettiness no more.
Let's sing the song of victory,
There ain't no place for savagery no more.
Let's loosen the knots of tradition,
There ain't no time for rigidity no more.
Don't you hear the siren my friend,
Can't you feel the rising sun!
Don't you hear the footsteps of dawn,
It's time to let go of all things barbarian.
Fear not the unknown and unexplored o friend of mine.
Let's walk together opening doors to one humankind.
Published on May 31, 2020 17:30
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acceptance, bigotry, extremism, fundamentalism, inclusion, poetry, prejudice, rigidity, segregation, sonnet, tradition
Humanity A to Z (The Poem)
A for assimilation is the way,
B for bigotry must be thrown away.
C for conscience when at play,
D for delusions all run away.
E for equality once brought to life,
F for fears can no longer survive.
G for greed when let not to thrive,
H for humility won't be caught in strife.
I for integrity mustn't be compromised,
J for justice will then prevail alright.
K for kindness must never run tight,
L for life can then be lived upright.
M for mercy can never be forgotten,
N for naivety keeps you from being rotten.
O for oppression when is begotten,
P for patience must be overridden.
Q for questions when let fly,
R for rigidity will weaken and die.
S for serenity will go awry,
T for tradition if obeyed dry.
U for unity is our supreme mission,
V for vanity leads only to destruction.
W for wholeness is our salvation,
X for xenophobia is no civilization.
Y for yield we must never to separation,
Z for zeal we mustn't lose for ascension.
B for bigotry must be thrown away.
C for conscience when at play,
D for delusions all run away.
E for equality once brought to life,
F for fears can no longer survive.
G for greed when let not to thrive,
H for humility won't be caught in strife.
I for integrity mustn't be compromised,
J for justice will then prevail alright.
K for kindness must never run tight,
L for life can then be lived upright.
M for mercy can never be forgotten,
N for naivety keeps you from being rotten.
O for oppression when is begotten,
P for patience must be overridden.
Q for questions when let fly,
R for rigidity will weaken and die.
S for serenity will go awry,
T for tradition if obeyed dry.
U for unity is our supreme mission,
V for vanity leads only to destruction.
W for wholeness is our salvation,
X for xenophobia is no civilization.
Y for yield we must never to separation,
Z for zeal we mustn't lose for ascension.
Published on August 27, 2020 07:14
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Tags:
bigotry, conscience, existentialism, hate-crime, human-nature, humanism, humanism-poetry, humanist-poetry, humanitarian-scientist, humanitarianism, humanity, introduction-to-humanity, mindfulness, one-human-race, poem, poetry, progress, secularism, social-justice, social-reform, tradition
Sonnet of Identity
Tell me O Mississippi,
What is my name?
For I lost my sense of self,
In line of service without gain.
Dear mountains of Blue Ridge,
Where did I come from?
I fathom not the worldly titles,
I deny narrowness as the norm.
Character makes the person,
Not pedigree and tradition.
If I can lift even five lives,
That’ll be my highest salvation.
So forget that I asked about my identity.
Service is my culture and my nationality.
What is my name?
For I lost my sense of self,
In line of service without gain.
Dear mountains of Blue Ridge,
Where did I come from?
I fathom not the worldly titles,
I deny narrowness as the norm.
Character makes the person,
Not pedigree and tradition.
If I can lift even five lives,
That’ll be my highest salvation.
So forget that I asked about my identity.
Service is my culture and my nationality.
Published on November 20, 2021 02:47
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be-the-change, character, heritage, humanist, humanist-poem, humanist-poetry, humanitarian, humanity, identity, naskareans, nonduality, nonsectarian, nonsectarianism, one-humanity, oneness, reformer, sacrifice, selfless, service-of-humanity, serving-humanity, social-studies, social-work, sonnet, tradition
Handcrafted Humanity Sonnet 81
If a tradition endorses hate and mistrust,
It’s the tradition that we must reject not people.
If a heritage endorses division and discrimination,
It's the heritage that we must reject not people.
If an ancestor passes on bigotry and barbarism,
It’s the ancestor that we must reject not people.
If a bible teaches phobia and separatism,
It’s the bible that we must reject not people.
If a messiah preaches blindness and conspiracy,
It's the messiah that we must reject not people.
If God commands oppression and occupation,
It’s the God that we must reject not people.
Above all commandment, love is the highest truth.
Anything that divides love is a stoneage residue.
It’s the tradition that we must reject not people.
If a heritage endorses division and discrimination,
It's the heritage that we must reject not people.
If an ancestor passes on bigotry and barbarism,
It’s the ancestor that we must reject not people.
If a bible teaches phobia and separatism,
It’s the bible that we must reject not people.
If a messiah preaches blindness and conspiracy,
It's the messiah that we must reject not people.
If God commands oppression and occupation,
It’s the God that we must reject not people.
Above all commandment, love is the highest truth.
Anything that divides love is a stoneage residue.
Published on March 02, 2022 06:09
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belief, biases, bigotry, compassion, conspiracy-theories, democracy, discrimination, diversity, equality, equity, faith, freethinking, freethought, goodness, hate-crime, heritageglobal-harmony, human-rights, humanist-poem, humanist-poetry, humanity, inclusion, life-lessons, love-and-kindness, naskarism, neo-nazis, prejudice, rigidity, secular, secularism, sonnet, systemic-racism, tradition, traditional, white-supremacy, world-peace
Honor He Wrote Sonnet 85
Enough with leaving this world,
In the hands of old fuddy-duddies.
Mark you, I ain't talkin' about age,
I am talkin' about mental maturity.
Long enough we've allowed tradition,
To wreak havock on our precious planet.
It's time for reason and nonrigidity,
To stand up and take charge, all unbent.
Inhumanity persists in our world,
Because the humans give a consensual wave.
It's time for the grown-ups to grow up and,
Redeem reins from those with both feet in the grave.
Ancient relics belong in museum, not in driver's seat.
It's for the young of head 'n heart to get the society lit.
In the hands of old fuddy-duddies.
Mark you, I ain't talkin' about age,
I am talkin' about mental maturity.
Long enough we've allowed tradition,
To wreak havock on our precious planet.
It's time for reason and nonrigidity,
To stand up and take charge, all unbent.
Inhumanity persists in our world,
Because the humans give a consensual wave.
It's time for the grown-ups to grow up and,
Redeem reins from those with both feet in the grave.
Ancient relics belong in museum, not in driver's seat.
It's for the young of head 'n heart to get the society lit.
Published on March 09, 2022 14:24
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activist, barbarism, bigotry, braveheart, capitalism, democracy, freethinker, freethought, human-rights, human-rights-violation, humanitarian-aid, humanitarian-poem, humanitarian-poetry, ignorance, indifference, naskareans, naskarism, nation-building, nonsectarian, nonsectarianism, old-fashioned, political-poetry, political-science, politics, prejudice, reformer, secularism, servant-leader, social-issues, social-justice, social-responsibility, social-science, social-studies, social-work, social-worker, sociology, tradition, world-leaders, youth-power
Honor He Wrote Sonnet 40
To learn from yesterday is growth,
To be stuck in yesterday is decay.
To look for a better future is vision,
To be stuck there only causes dismay.
Glance at the past, aim for the future,
But keep your feet grounded in present.
Learn from history, envision the destiny,
‘N dive in today with your sweat valiant.
Memory is meant to give you ground,
Not to impede in your prosperity.
Vision is to embolden your footsteps,
Not to disconnect you from reality.
Some make history their prison, some future.
Bid goodbye to those inmates, ‘n be a timemaster.
To be stuck in yesterday is decay.
To look for a better future is vision,
To be stuck there only causes dismay.
Glance at the past, aim for the future,
But keep your feet grounded in present.
Learn from history, envision the destiny,
‘N dive in today with your sweat valiant.
Memory is meant to give you ground,
Not to impede in your prosperity.
Vision is to embolden your footsteps,
Not to disconnect you from reality.
Some make history their prison, some future.
Bid goodbye to those inmates, ‘n be a timemaster.
Published on April 01, 2022 09:39
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Tags:
bigotry, destiny, equality, fate, freethought, fundamentalism, future-of-humanity, growth, heritage, human-rights, humanist-poem, humanitarian-poetry, ignorance, life-poetry, nation-building, orthodoxy, prejudice, rational-thinking, rationalism, reasoning, rigidity, scientific, secularism, self-determination, self-reliance, social-development, social-issues, social-studies, tradition, traditional
Honor He Wrote Sonnet 41
Don’t worship your past,
At the expense of your present.
Don’t glorify the future,
At the expense of the present.
Don’t worship the dead,
At the expense of the living.
Don’t admire the unborn,
While overlooking the living.
It’s only by lifting the living that,
We build a better world for all progeny.
It’s only by being kind to the living,
That we truly honor our ancestry.
Honor is earned not begged for.
Honor the living, ‘n all time will be grateful.
At the expense of your present.
Don’t glorify the future,
At the expense of the present.
Don’t worship the dead,
At the expense of the living.
Don’t admire the unborn,
While overlooking the living.
It’s only by lifting the living that,
We build a better world for all progeny.
It’s only by being kind to the living,
That we truly honor our ancestry.
Honor is earned not begged for.
Honor the living, ‘n all time will be grateful.
Published on April 01, 2022 09:39
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Tags:
bigotry, book-of-poems, diversity-and-inclusion, equality, extremism, freethought, fundamentalism, fundamentalist, global-harmony, heritage, human-rights-activist, human-rights-violation, humanism, humanist, humanist-poetry, humanitarian-poetry, life-poem, live-in-the-present, old-fashioned, peacemaker, progress, progressive, religious, social-reformer, social-responsibility, social-science, social-studies, social-work, stuck-in-the-past, theology, tradition, traditional, traditions, world-peace
Sonnet 1008 | The Centurion Sermon
Helping a human is worth a hundred pilgrimages,
Conquer the heart, you’ll conquer the world.
More glorious than trekking a thousand mountains,
Is to trudge the distance from heart to heart.
You don’t conquer heart by acting on assumption,
You don’t conquer division by acting on ideology.
You don’t conquer hate by means of intellectualism,
You don’t conquer war by deploying more military.
Peace doesn’t happen by conference of ideology,
Peace happens through the confluence of sentience.
Integration doesn’t happen by boasting your culture,
But when you overlook yours to learn another’s ways.
Bury the dead along with all their artifacts of living.
Better a traitor to the dead than a traitor to the living.
Conquer the heart, you’ll conquer the world.
More glorious than trekking a thousand mountains,
Is to trudge the distance from heart to heart.
You don’t conquer heart by acting on assumption,
You don’t conquer division by acting on ideology.
You don’t conquer hate by means of intellectualism,
You don’t conquer war by deploying more military.
Peace doesn’t happen by conference of ideology,
Peace happens through the confluence of sentience.
Integration doesn’t happen by boasting your culture,
But when you overlook yours to learn another’s ways.
Bury the dead along with all their artifacts of living.
Better a traitor to the dead than a traitor to the living.
Published on January 30, 2023 09:23
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Tags:
bigotry, cultural-integration, equality-no-discrimination, helping-people, humanitarian-poetry, intolerance, oneness, prejudice, stereotypes, tradition
Sonnet 1103 | Vande Vasudhaivam
Our ancestors are not the boss of us,
Life must be dictated by living conscience.
Dead people may have the right to make suggestions,
But they do not have the right to issue mandates.
Our ancestors belong in history books,
Our descendants belong in comic books.
Only we are alive to belong here and now,
Don’t waste that life, submissive to books.
Too much involvement in the past cripples your present,
The same is true with too much involvement in the future.
If you are oblivious to the human condition of now and here,
Ignorance and intellect will equally end up causing disaster.
Use past and future as markers of direction,
But never as authority on living tradition.
Life must be dictated by living conscience.
Dead people may have the right to make suggestions,
But they do not have the right to issue mandates.
Our ancestors belong in history books,
Our descendants belong in comic books.
Only we are alive to belong here and now,
Don’t waste that life, submissive to books.
Too much involvement in the past cripples your present,
The same is true with too much involvement in the future.
If you are oblivious to the human condition of now and here,
Ignorance and intellect will equally end up causing disaster.
Use past and future as markers of direction,
But never as authority on living tradition.
Published on May 02, 2023 16:41
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Tags:
bigots, civil-rights, conservative, conspiracy-theory, discrimination, equality, existentialism, freedom-of-thought, freethinker, fundamentalism, global-harmony, human-rights, humanism, humanist-poetry, humanitarian-poetry, humanitarian-scientist, ignorance, intolerance, philosophy, racism, rational-thinking, reasoning, science, science-poetry, scientific-poetry, scientific-sonnets, secularism, social-issues, social-justice, stereotypes, superstition, surperstitious, tradition, traditional, transhumanism


