HAIKU #99 My perception

Alone not lonely
Familiar with my footsteps
Walking trail -a friend

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Random-PEACE Reflection of their expressions

The cause of many sufferings

Happiness an illusion

Never stays for long

Never consistent

Always dependent

Still everyone is running

Trying to own it

BUDDHA did not go in search of happiness

Neither did Kabir or other great Saints

For them there was nothing to be achieved

With my limited observation

I could say

The common bond they shared

Is

The serenity and calm

The love and generosity

And

Their state of Inner PEACE

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A /एक  ★ Single Power ★ Part -I

M

A drop of water shakes hand with others,

United they give life to the mother Earth,

Forms the springs, the rivers and the ocean,

Evaporates one by one to form the clouds,

Then pour down in the form of rain,

A drop is what farmer’s hopes are pinned upon,

A drop is sigh of relief for those worried face,

It is also the reason for the loss of precious lives

   ( farmers suicides are the most unfortunate , and can be avoided if the Government and non-governmet agencies can help them in rain-water harvest techniques. it is not just loss for the family but to the world at large)
        A drop of tear shakes hand with others,

        And flows in a stream from the eyes,

        Sometimes as a symbol of gratitude,

        Sometimes a joy of reunion,

        Sometimes as an expression of grief,

        Sometimes flows without any reason,

       Just to cleanse the soul.

A seed grows into mighty tree standing tall,

A grass spreads to form carpet of greens,

A seed gives a fruit delicious to eat,

A flower on barren branch gives it a lease of life.

             A storm destroys everything in it’s wake,

             A careless word breaks strongest bonds,

            A loving gesture mends the broken hearts,

            Hate is taking away thousands of innocent lives,

            “PEACE” is a word which is striving to survive,

             A word has the power to change the world,

            So please think what you want to say after the “A”
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Thoughts your choice – “Peace or Unrest”

M

What I found in the glory of that Sun rise today

Gave me a treasure house of wisdom,

The rising Sun is a signal for activities,

A frantic process of million of thoughts,

Some of them are like new born, soft and tender,

Some are repeated too long to be relevant,

Some give as headaches , others heartaches

Some make us happy , others just sad,

Some are cherished as moments of love,

There are as many reactions as there are thoughts,

It may be alright normally to be thoughtful,

But sometimes a thought or two get struck in our mind,

We deep-fry them constantly on the fire of our anger,

Those are most dangerous ones  

As they not only destroy us but also people around us,,

Today we are seeing these fried thoughts everywhere,

Burning and destroying the kindness and compassion,

Bringing in suffering and pain to mankind,

Lets all collectively pray in our own ways,

And spread the thought of PEACE and LOVE in this air.

Daily prompt :   Fry