Inner Voice

Ineluctable

In our midst
There lies an attributed space
Where the healing of heart takes place
Some of our lonesome days
And some with joyous rays
All are gone all seems haze
Life is Death
Death is a tiring wait
Due to some bills left unpaid
Memories will be taken along
Road by road the journey is long
Keeping up the pace
Drafting plans to cross this maze
With dying insights self made smiles
Love for one
Care for some
Words will be left unsaid
Striving for a flowery death bed.

Sargam Sharma, Jammu

Man going away from man

Now man is going
Away from man
Everyone is after
His own petty gain
In every relation
Money is the only consideration
Shorn of love and compassion
Now man is going away
From his own true creation

Surat Singh
Doda

Where are those

Where are those
That once boasted of
Their wealth
Their health
Their material possessions,
Their false arrogance,
Their crowns and thrones
Now buried,
Deep underground.

Ashiq Hussain Rather
Doda

Wish to grow

Those who wish to grow,
Make use of every opportunity.
The process may be slow,
But try to make use of your best ability.
Do not feel disheartened,
In a difficult hour.
Whenever you feel disheartened,
Just remember God’s power.
Smile because life is one.
Enjoy it to its fullest,
See that only good is done.
Try to put in your best.
Since life is a mixture :
Of pleasure and of pain.
Please never feel insecure,
In order to gain

Singh Sahab
On e-mail

The Place

I wanna be in a place.
A place where people are not running a competitive race.
Where being in a carnival is more fun.
Rather than playing in the battle with the killing gun.
Where there is no feeling of what is yours and what is mine.
Everyone will be equal and together we all shine.
Where everyone is Happy without any sorrow.
The people will live like there’s no tomorrow.
Is there any way to find out this place.
Where I will finally get my inner Solace.

Kritika Sharma
Sericulture, SKUAST-J

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