What Did I Do

I heard the voice of my friend calling;
I heard the voice of my friend crying;
I heard the voice of my friend begging for help;
And what did I do?

I saw my friend in misery;
I saw pain in his dark blue eyes;
I saw that beautiful clean clear color of his face diminishing;
And what did I do?

I saw my friend feeble and exhausted;
I saw my friend wasting;
I saw my friend a walking skeleton; 
And what did I do?

I saw my friend on a stretcher; 
I saw my friend struggling with the medics;
I saw my friend ferried from hospital;
And what did I do?

Then, I saw someone wearing a mask;
And behold, I saw the angels descending;
Only then, and only then, I knew what I did.

Silver Jubilee

Years of toiling by day by night
Up at dawn with minds so tight
Exhausting energy to make things right
Yet no sign of slowing down.

 Years of mind busting pressure

No time for indolent pleasure
Concentration replaces leisure
Yet no sign of slowing down.

 Many have come, many have gone

Much work still to be done

Never see on the face a frown
But still no sign of slowing down

Symbol of hard work and dedication
Patience is of high notation
Success the outcome of devotion
Twenty five years no sign of slowing down

Many years of service we pray
Courage, wisdom, strength display
End of time our dreams repay
Then at last time to slow down.

 

 

Lady With The Dimple

The lady with the dimple
Lifts me up to stumble
Lord help me not to topple
Lest I become a helpless cripple

Her beauty is a complement
Coded number eight swings with the movement
Looking fault the commandment
Mouths full of thousand comments

Dreams! Dreams! Dreams!

Dreams! Dreams! Dreams!
Just too many Dreams!

Yes! Dreams of illusion
Days marked with endless desolation
Oh no! She leads me into commotion
I pray not to lead to depression

So! They call what

They call her Leo
Leo the dimple
Leo the beauty
Leo the lioness
Leo my illusion

 

Silent Tears

 

Oh Peace!                                                               

Where are you

On the mountain top I searched

Along the plains and lowlands I searched

In the deepest valleys I searched

Seems you left us

Gone too far to be traced

Wherever you are

Please make haste to return

Lest the heart flood with silent tears

That tender heart is bleeding

Anguish rips through the vessels of the being

The soul shivers with the midday sun 

Like a captive in the shackles of despair

Longing for the hour of freedom

To set at rest the silent tears

The land of peace turned a land of battle

Bullets have become morning breakfast

Fear, maliciousness, mistrust on full scale

Taking of life, a secret ornament no more

In the middle of shambles are the Innocent

Wailing and waiting for the gods to intervene

Just to set at rest the silent tears

knights many they say they are,

Setting rules man dare not,

Yet lips can’t speak

Nor the scribes can’t inscribe

Lest they become premium steaks

For creatures of the underground world

That wait patiently as drip on, the silent tears

Peace! Peace! Peace!

Please make haste to return

The land is under fire

Literacy is under threat

Commerce is under threat

Faith is under threat

Life is under threat

Come back and take your place

Overcome the tomfoolery with thy charm

Invade the darkest of hearts

Break the chains of maliciousness

And set to rest the silent tears