Have we almost realised That We are a shameBurdening the earthWith our hungry gamesIs there an epiphanyIn some devilish mindOr a death wishFor the humankindWhat does explainThe rise of the tyrantsAnd the March of HumanityTowards inevitable decline©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
Sparks of religionIn ignorant mindsHatred in bloomSycophancy is blindThe woods are readyAnd the Grass is dryFlames will rise with theWeakest war cry.Far and wideAshes will flyOn charred groundsIn the gloomy skyNo life in the endNor a soul savedLeaders and followersAll in their graves.Fires never buildFires never createFires only destroyAnd fires denigrate.
The cries are rabid,Unearthly the howls.Baying for blood,And bloodthirsty growlsBefore urging for warPlease reflect on lifeAnd think of thoseWho will pay the priceOf Widows somewhere Lonely and sad.And innocent ChildrenMissing their DadsThe uniform will travel,Wrapped in the flag.Along with his trunkFor the last time. ©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
Today is Valentine’s Day. And was our 25th anniversary 2 days back. This is a poem I have written for my wife. The love of my life, my strength as well as my weakness. She comes back from workTired and Fatigued Her face hiding What I saw years ago.Have to wait for a whileAs the … Read more
It is very easyTo join the crowdSafe in it’s anonymitySecure in its shroudEasy to be a partBenefits too highPrivileges a plentyAnd a share of the pieHistory is an excuseInjustice a charadeTrivial issues danceIn the carnival paradeEveryone is joiningLeaving aside their mindGluttony the motiveFor the frivolous kind©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar
Getting upset a luxury primeBlowing up in anger, extremely rareSmiles can’t spread easily on the faceLaughter is a myth and joy is scarce.The masks are thick hiding the selfEmotions in knots and turmoil in swellWalking along the path of lifeConstraint is now, the magical spell.
Well, when your angel is in pain and you are at a loss how to help Tip-toeing around, the frazzled mindFrayed edges, of the sharpest kindTriggers are tiny, fuses too shortPhysically together, mentally apartDaily grind has already, taken its tollSqueezed and drained, body and soulFew words casual, can really igniteA war of words and battle … Read more
This is a poem written for a dear friend who is in his fifties. The occasion for the poem was his birthday. Flying along on theWings of desiresReached so farUnhurt unexpiredPassed your youthTowards old ageYou stand confusedNor here nor thereStop for a momentCatch your breathFeel the painAnd wipe your sweatSlow down and savourAnd feel the … Read more
Those nagging timesWould never endHappily ever afterSeems only for the dead.Ceaseless pickingAt harmless habitsCan tie your feelingsInto complex knotsAmidst Dull routinesAnd ebbing Romance.Nonsense squabbles.Start running amok.But once in a whileSmiling in her sleepShe snuggles up to youAnd Melts your heart.In love again,You close your eyesAnd hold her closeTill the morning light.©️shashikantdudhgaonkar
Tired and scarredBody and mindShackles and chainsAre left behind.Wandering alongOn a white cloudAs the world beneathRecedes awayUnbound and FreeFrom pains and passionsFloating is a joyFreedom is heaven.©️ShashikantDudhgaonkar