Free at Last
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
poetry
The Lord and Einstein
Let only the morally purePick up the stonesAnd lynch the guiltyThe lord said. Thousands charged Stone in handSure of their pristineAnd pure souls. Governed by relativity Morality and ethics The lord and EinsteinAre spectators mute.
Alone on a Lonely Bench
Sitting Still vacant bench Silent River, Blue Sky, Shadows long, Setting sun, Aloof Clouds Pass by.
When do we Stop
When do we stop Crying alone. When the pain stops Or Much before. When do we realise We need to stop. When the path ends Or Much before. When does the soul Leave our body With the last breath Or Much before.
Faithfuls
Faithfuls Defend to death Their leaders robes Clueless of the monsters, Hidden Beneath.
Cherish Every Moment
To the rigorous mind Life’s a battle to be won To the tender heart An enthralling journey. Scheming and plotting For the devious mind. Owning and gathering To the frugal kind Legacies are only Obituaries few A picture on the wall Mention in the news. Flow with the time Embrace everyone And Tenderly touch Before … Read more
Languishing Alone
Late in the night When your are all alone With people sleeping Calmly around you. Tears form instantly And trickle down As pent up emotions Threaten to drown. Loneliness of heart Weariness of soul Languishing alone In a cheerless hole. ©️shashikantdudhgaonkar
Rain
Rain drops, Turn into a stream, The prancing streams to a deluge Brushing off the dirt and grime, the world Feels Anew.
Tranquil
RoaringRumbling Rain DropsRushing Rapid RiversTranquil amidst the Rattle and Roar The bridge