Humanitarian Thoughts part A

Can this humanity
claim
that it has drawn out
the best of its manners
can it say
it has been fair
to the world around
How can the world feel
so dismayed ?

Just by the bare existence of
oxygen in the levels of life
Sucks the fever of greed to believe
Money can buy the lie

And humanity they say

is adorned with trash mystique
Mystique my ass
Already so stereotypical mind
Pondering if a poetry should be of
such disgraceful history and profanity
I am
Audacity

Arrogant

Above all the Humans

the humanity proclaims has died

can it bring me back

the simplicity of joy

of giving and sharing not

how many apples I bite

windows that let my walls look open

its just a showcase of tragedy
look above the glass ceiling
meet the sky
flow like the endless sea
and you will know how Humanity
is supposed to be

Comments

Commotion

Let it go Let it stay Let it run But see it does not run away Let it feel Let it touch Let it hold But only till you can behold Sweet noise Purple dust Morning and Twilight of dusk Sincere love Pathetic anyways ? Sooth your heart Open it Smell it But see that you don't hurt it Don't eat it It might not taste so good As it looks to be Be like that Do like this Compare Don't Consult Judge by your brain Not your heart Judge By the ways You have experienced Life And not by the Ways taught to you Sense it And it will be yours May be Forever... - Saswati Barat 1:14 Am May 21,2009

I am Society

I am society I am the mind I am greedy I am the kind I am love And I am peace I am what you Think of me is I twirl and twist And stop the change I break the bottle And shift the phase I am Mighty I am a Beast I can be tasty But I can be least Least bothered Least concerned Lest you make Me feel I am perfect I am time I am mortal I am fine I am a story I am a tale I was the king And the angel I am cold Cold like the mountains And I am warm Warm When the sunshine beats When the grenades fail I am the blanket I inhale All your sorrow All your grief I am old And I am ancient But I am patient I am the society - Saswati Barat

Mindless Heart

how cunning is the world makes you round and round and takes your mind to believe its flat cause if it was round it wouldn't let you fall it wouldn't let you just crash and the proof of its flatness raw still hard cold stones which always makes you trip and injure but if it was round wouldn't it let you just go and never let go ? And also the sky beautiful they say I say its just a blanket Blanket to cover up your eyes and force you to see the world like others do But why Why shall I ? Don't i have me own mind ? Can't I say feel That would be just mine Yes I know I am selfish I am jealous But will you say Why i can't be like me ? When they do the same and claim its just for fun Why can't I ? Why is mine always the crime Why ? - Nameless Fameless

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