THE LOST GLORY

 The lost Glory

There once used to be 

An earth so green 

Cold wind blowing over the mountains 

Were clean

There once used to flow 

River so blue 

Words spoken those days 

Were true.

Morning dawn was full of twittering birds

That kept people's heart 

Full of trust.

But now the glory has been killed 

Trust and faith has been sealed 

Happiness has flown to distant horizon 

Love and care lies dead and frozen 

Every heart I feel is full of fear 

Ever eye I see is full of tear

The earth is barren so is our soul

What lies ahead are 

Starkey darkness with satanic growl.

Where are our virtues? 

Where are our foes?

Who raptured humanity 

With scars and sores?

Our world shall remain the same

Unless we find a perfect frame

Stars of Earth

 Stars of Earth 

"Stars of Earth" we summon you

For your are the future with virtues new

Stars of Earth, upon you we lay our Faith

For your are our successor to surpass our death

"Stars of Earth" on your shoulder we rest our burden 

For you are our hope to cleanse the world so mundane

But with the ravage of time 

you seen to have lost the spark.

Your heart turning bleak and your spirits dark.

Tell me who has overcast your life with the darkest cloud? 

And doomed your destiny with plague and drought.

With hopes shattered everwhere the tears run dry

Amidst the crowd echoes a wailing mother's cry

What has turned you so evil?

What has turned you so pale?

If so be your nature a deceiving trails 

What would redeem us from torments we fail?

Lampokhari, My Paradise.

Amidst the serene air
Where chirping birds and rustling leaves echo in air.
The mighty Himalaya halos your divinity.
Verdent hills ornament thy with florescent flowers.
Such are the beauties of your mighty grandeur.


As the sun peeps from the distant horizon,
Fairy rays of arrows outpour from the heavenly quiver.
The ducks shiver and paddle, releasing streams of ripples
And glimmers you in the dazzling light of silver.

As I linger around your bending brink,
Gentle wind whispering words of creed.
a trance from sordid life and human dearth
I walk away from the pathos of dubious earth.

I get lured in the prophecies of silent breeze.
Is it real or am I walking on the stairway of heaven?
If such is thy beauty where people are mesmerised,
Why would anyone desire to fancy an unseen paradise?

FROZEN WILDERNES

FROZEN WILDERNESS 

AWAY WE MARCH F0RM THE MADDNING CROWD, 
TO SEEK FOR A LAND OF GAIETY 
WHERE CHILLY WIND WOULD BLOW
WITH THE TASTE OF SNOW
OUR FACE SO PALE WITH CLENCHING TEETH
LOTS TO WALK WITH GASPING SPIRITS   
MANY WOULD GIVE UP BUT NON OF US DID 

FINALLY WE WERE AMIDST THE DIVINE LAND, 
THE WATER BLUE AND THE GLITTERING GRAINS OF SAND, 
HALOED MY THE MEGITIC HIMALAYA 
LURED BY THE PROPHYSIES OF WIND, 
THE ENCHANTING SONG THEY SING 
WE FORGOT OUR PAST AND THE FUTURE TURMOILS 
FOR WE ARE NOW AMIDST THE FROZEN WILDERNESS...

Life

Hundreds of laughter, thousands of cry.
many times we quit, many times we try. 
Sometimes we walk in the scorching sun and 
sometimes we run in the gust and rain.
an eye of frustration, and a heart of hope.
Sometimes life is about love,
sometimes its about money. 
But the most important of all is
how we carry ourselves throughout this journey.

SILVER LINING

In the pupil of your eyes

Reflected are my images

It’s not a mistaken belief

Rather a truth

If you really dare

Stare me for the life ever

Dreams I awoke from,

Profound slumber

Reality bitter made me humbler

Let it be my days passing through

Old in body gay in spirit

Flowering withering yielding place

To new generation

“Grandpa, are you awake?” 

Issac Mukhia, Rhenock

[Retd. AD, HRDD]

MUSIC

With the notes played in serene air,
there comes a music one loves to hear.
Yours remorse fades in tranquility
and your sorrows left in vanity.

Though it might be tango or a ballet
rhymed with brief or a crotchet,
The music that reeds an unholy mind
is perhaps the music that succeeds.

So I pay you my utmost gratitude
and also to your creator.
for you shall be my destiny
that shall hover throughout my era.