Earth Poem

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Earth

Mother earth,

I bow my head on your feet!

You raise us by giving us

food, water and warmth.

Earth weeps when it sees

Tones of tones wheat

do not go to those mouths

of millions hungry children

but it gets ruined burned under

the unseasonal torrential rain.

We unthankful children of yours

Let it happen and do not save

it from this natural disaster.

The earth – the rich soil of

my land of five rivers: Punj+aab

irrigated with these waters and

with farmworkers blood and sweat         ..

gives us golden wheat and paddy         

in abundance in our fields.

The golden ripe crops get

destroyed and ruined in the rain

outside under the weeping sky –

The wheat is grown enough

to feed the whole India and

to keep the hunger away.

But is it God’s will perhaps not that

poor will have to stay hungry for ever.

Farmworkers and consumers shed tears

Rich and politicians do not see the tears!

And the deaf and dumb rulers raise

their white elephant pets, pamper then

with expensive cars for joy riding!

Where is the father of the nation today!

Why do hungry and the poor have to wait

until the full stomachs are being over fed?.

That’s right hunger can wait until famine!

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“There are seven things that will destroy us: Wealth without work; Pleasure without conscience; Knowledge without character; Religion without sacrifice; Politics without principle; Science without humanity; Business without ethics.”   — Mahatma Gandhi
 
 
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30 January

 

30 January 1948

Father of the Nation Mahatma Gandhi was short dead by an angry violent man Nathu Ram Godsey who unfortunately did not want to breathe under the free sky; he opposed Gandhi ji’s non-violence doctrine to win back India’s independence from Britishers who ruled over India for about two centuries and enslaved India and its people’s mentality.

Gandhi ji said : “An eye for an eye will make the whole world blind.”
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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2011 in review

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 3,600 times in 2011. If it were a cable car, it would take about 60 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

 

 

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Aurat_Kav_1

Click  Aurat Kav  to read in Punjabi

Woman_Poetry
 
A hole in her heart.
 
This is her heart -
soft like flower and hard like steel
woman has a hole in her heart
carrying from generation to generation
she cannot say what she wants to
she cannot feel in her mind and body
what is not allowed for her to feel.
 
Her heart thinks
and her conscious mind feels
she is a  miracle of the nature!
She blooms like the first crux
of the spring and her smile
being unaware of the traditions
gets plucked and
trampled under the feet.
She stops right there
in the footprint of time
and is reminded that
she has a hole in her heart.
 
She was given a gift of being a woman
when she opened her eyes for the first time 
and saw the light and heard
the very first words:
“Again we have got a stone not a heir!”
 
Bad omen for the mother that
she did not give birth to a son
and bad luck for the baby girl
that a hole was drilled in her heart
by the tradition
and the mother put her hand
on her own chest and said
“I also have a hole in my heart,
and my mother too
and my mother’s mother too…!”
 
 
 
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Foot Prints of the Silence that become the pages of history.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

http://surjeetkalsey.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/aurat-kav.pdf

Aurat_Kav_2

A poem by Surjeet Kalsey

View this poem in PDF by clicking the link below:
Aurat_Kav_2

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Ahimsa

During 2011 many visitors were searching poems on non-violence or violence against women. My book Aaurat Shabad & Shakti presents many poems about women their virtues and their uniqueness. Poems reflect woman as a symbol of capacity, capability and calm when respected and loved.

.Non-Violence is the way of life, says Buddha:

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