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Doubt

Doubt your own abilities,
Find yourself overshadowed with difficulties
Work, you must to earn your esteem,
By effacing the doubt from your being.
Lingering doubt on the spouse of your own,
Will make life a bed filled with thorns,
The spikes of which will prick thee every moment
It’ll also pierce thy conscience the most.
When your employer doubts your sincerity,
Doubt robs thee of the parity,
In respect, that you should have got otherwise,
Be not with doubtful sincerity,
It will give birth to vexing disparity.
Think of a man with doubtful integrity
He lives, but without a pure soul,
Right he has to breathe on the soil,
Of his birth, but in his heart of hearts he knows
That he is living corpse worth nothing to his friends or foes,
He is nothing to the mother, who showed him the dawn of the day,
Such a man dies umpteenth times before death favours him actually,
On his death gentry just utters,
Gone is the man, who was burden not only to his own self,
But also on the soil which used to withstand his worthless being.
Harbans Khajuria

 
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Posted by on May 29, 2011 in Poems

 

PROBLEM

A life bereft of problem is a life bereft of creativity,
No problem to solve means nothing in life to look for,
Life in essence, is a continuous journey with a lot of activity,
Every step of the ladder of the life which counts,
Sometimes we slip but zeal to step up must not cease.
Mathematic problems can be made easy and solved
With the time-tested formulae, times without number,
But daily life problems have no laid down forms or norms.
Problem like Picador fight has to b resorted to
To weaken the problem into pieces
Peacemeal resolution brings ease and peace
Evincing of recovery if bogged down
By the pestering and knotty problem at hand,
Problem, if left unresolved, becomes a pestering sore,
Resulting in resentment festered in mind and spirit.
Nature of problem is contagious like flue,
If left to itself, unattended and untackled,
It adds on and piles up by making kinship
With similar other stonewalling maladies
Becoming unwieldy and finally macabre ghost
Haunting day and day out.
When confronted with problem
Faith in our Creator and in our inner resolve is a must
Tackle it with a sculptor’s touch
Who chisels the uneven lump of marble into fine statue.
HARBANS KHAJURIA

 
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Posted by on May 28, 2011 in Poems

 

ANGER

When thy perceptions go awry

Doubt persists for every doubtless thing,

Your mathematics goes topsy-turvy,

You add two plus two three,

Your rationality takes backseat,

Your mind receptors get beating

Sugar tastes vinegar,

Vinegar itself loses its flavour,

Thy taste-buds turn insipid,

When thyself remain no thyself,

You smell rat in every deal,

The bountiful fragrance gives

Repulsive odour in rage.

Thy touch becomes even more awry,

Meda’s touch impedes,

Flawed feelings perceive,

Soft feelings for other turn

Barbed and spiky.

Hearing becomes frigid,

Fascinating music loses its charm,

Ye think it will do more harm,

Anger takes away the music of life,

From our midst, whilst in anger.

If thee aspire to live a Balanced life,

Shun the anger that robs you

From yourself,

And puts you in somebody else’s clothing.

HARBANS KHAJURIA

 

 
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Posted by on May 28, 2011 in Poems