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  • Burnt -देवसुत The skin felt the heat firstbut the first to burn was the hair.First the hair behind the palms,and then the ones on the arms,then those on ...
    Posted Jun 30, 2019, 7:08 AM by A Billion Stories
  • Droplets -jasnoor kaur Un shed, quiet, silent, sorrowful.Full of dejection, fear and anticipation.Un shed ,quiet ,silent,sorrowfulFull of dejection, fear and anticipationoften, just drops of water ....for the onlookers ...
    Posted Sep 7, 2018, 7:22 PM by A Billion Stories
  • The Hollow Leaves -hitalot The Hollow LeavesSpread out upon the ground, Out of mere sadness there's a tug at the heart To light the spark of what were looking for The twilight ...
    Posted Sep 4, 2018, 8:55 PM by A Billion Stories
  • The suspicious thought -Shri.Ginde The thought which every one knows.sheepishness to believe.suspicious why! I m not good. We r not good. nothing was good in our surroundings.screwed country.worsening humans. No ...
    Posted Nov 17, 2016, 7:32 PM by A Billion Stories
  • Photo pe Sher: After the tigers are done... -बे. हरेकृष्ण आचार्य After the tigers are done, we will reduce the humans. For what happens to the beasts happens to man. 7 billion humans will take their time to go, to hasten ...
    Posted Aug 15, 2016, 9:32 PM by A Billion Stories
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Burnt -देवसुत

posted Jun 30, 2019, 7:08 AM by A Billion Stories

The skin felt the heat first
but the first to burn was the hair.
First the hair behind the palms,
and then the ones on the arms,
then those on the leg
and then
the ones on the head.

Hair do not burn as if on fire.
They just shorten in length,
slowly,
because of the heat.
Once the hair are gone,
the skin starts burning.
It is the skin
on the back first
because I am lying,
face up.

There is no feeling on the back
till the heat touches the bone.
That happens first
before the skin of the arms is
burnt.
The heat touches the heel bone
before it touches the nail of the toe.

The muscles of the hind burn first
before the heat takes the scalp.
A few vertebra dislocate
as the joining tendons burn.

The waist goes next
and then the chest.
The organs go first
before the enclosing bones.

The eyes melt first
before the cheeks are gone.
The tongue burns first
before the skull cracks.

The heat shrinks the brain
before the knees crack.
The chest collapses
before the skull breaks.
The brain is burnt
before the last bone dislocates.

The body does not react to all this,
because it is dead.
What I write is an experience
that none can express.

It is the mind that watches
the movement of time.
It is time that passes,
not 'us' passing time.

It is the mind that told
my son to write.
I know this will give
a tear to his eye.
He stood with me
on that day,
so I stand with him
on this day,
to express what all must feel,
but none can express.
An experience of a
lifetime!

-देवसुत

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Submitted by: देवसुत
Submitted on: Sun May 17 2015 21:34:10 GMT+0530 (IST)
Category: Original
Language: English


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Droplets -jasnoor kaur

posted Sep 7, 2018, 7:22 PM by A Billion Stories

Un shed, quiet, silent, sorrowful.
Full of dejection, fear and anticipation.
Un shed ,quiet ,silent,sorrowful
Full of dejection, fear and anticipation
often, just drops of water ....
for the onlookers.
Agony and helplessness
gives them shape,
Shattered dreams, lost friends
Out of happiness ...do they appear?
I've only heard...Never felt
Oh...! I'm talking about tears

-jasnoor kaur

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Submitted by: jasnoor kaur
Submitted on: Mon Jul 10 2017 14:49:27 GMT+0530 (IST)
Category: Original
Language: English


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The Hollow Leaves -hitalot

posted Sep 4, 2018, 8:55 PM by A Billion Stories

The Hollow Leaves
Spread out upon the ground,
Out of mere sadness there's a tug at the heart
To light the spark of what were looking for
The twilight sun has tainted our vision
Through the trees, a nature's release
In spreading the disease.
We spent a lifetime in harmony
Out of mere sadness and tragedy
A beautiful union to believe
To have faith, a willing to achieve
The hollow leaves were blowing in the breeze.
Illumination in its timeless radiance
A sprinkling array of blissful care
None the worse for wear
We each can listen to the inner sound of our soul
A grand sparkling array of vast filled radiance abounds.

-hitalot

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Submitted on: Thu May 25 2017 06:31:03 GMT+0530 (IST)
Category: Original
Language: English


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The suspicious thought -Shri.Ginde

posted Nov 17, 2016, 7:32 PM by A Billion Stories

The thought which every one knows.
sheepishness to believe.
suspicious why!

I m not good. We r not good.
nothing was good in our surroundings.
screwed country.
worsening humans.
No more indications,
haggard life.

The thought which every one knows.
sheepishness to believe.
suspicious why!

The stone became God.
depressed mind.
screwed people.

The thought which every one knows.
sheepishness to believe.
suspicious why!

beyond the peoples view n opinions
oh..! my heart n mind could you stand strongly.
My soul saying you that you only good for your self...
N this matter of truth irritates me daily..!!

The thought which every one knows.
sheepishness to believe.
suspicious why.. why.. why..!!!


-Shri.Ginde

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Submitted by: Shri.Ginde
Submitted on: Thu Oct 20 2016 14:49:38 GMT+0530 (IST)
Category: Original
Language: English


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Photo pe Sher: After the tigers are done... -बे. हरेकृष्ण आचार्य

posted Aug 15, 2016, 9:30 PM by A Billion Stories   [ updated Aug 15, 2016, 9:32 PM ]

After the tigers are done, we will reduce the humans.
For what happens to the beasts happens to man.
7 billion humans will take their time to go,
to hasten it though, wars will come and go.
Even then, famines and riots will kill more.
For every end of a term,
the dominant species on earth must change.
It will then be time,
for the quiet and subtle,
superhumans.

-बे. हरेकृष्ण आचार्य

 


Photo by: WWF
Submitted by: बे. हरेकृष्ण आचार्य
Submitted on: Fri Jul 15 2016 13:58:56 GMT+0530 (IST)
Category: Original
Language: English


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I am the Indian Ocean -Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam

posted Mar 19, 2016, 8:27 AM by A Billion Stories

Surge of my waves and their mystical themes
Embracing Bombay and Dar-es in hold
We all belong to the cradle of earth
Same human civilization pervades us all
Generations of life in these lands were like waves
Rising and falling and melting in time baobabs and
Banyans stood witness to these cycles
Bondage of slavery and foreigners yoke
Are gone with the past and power now to people
Gandhiji and Nyerere’s nobility and soul strength
Got thy the freedom, and now you have a mission
Enlightened youths, now you have to sweat
For making thy people prosperous and happy
For ye are the greatest hope, for this part of globe

Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam
 


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Submitted by: Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam
Submitted on: Tue Jul 28 2015 13:39:04 GMT+0530 (IST)
Category: Non-Original work with acknowledgements
Language: English


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The Life Tree -Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam

posted Dec 26, 2015, 8:15 AM by A Billion Stories

Oh, my human race,
How, we were born,
In the Universe of near infinity,
Are we alone?

I was seeking answer for the great
Question of creation, weighing heavy
My mind as I am in seventieth orbit
Around sun, my little habitat, the star
Where my race living, lived billions of years
And will live billions of years, till the sun shines.
This is the millennium question of humanity,
And sought the help of our creator.

On the eventful day, I was flying
The earth below me, the human habitat
Vanished in the white river of cloud,
Silent, turbulent free everywhere the divine
Splendour reflecting.
On the above, the full moon with its magnificent might,
My heart melted, my friend co-passenger
Vidyasagar joined in the heavenly display.
The beauty entered into our soul
And blossomed happiness into our mind and body.
We the humanity bowed to the heavenly answer,
We are not alone, billion of billion lives
Of various forms spring in the planets of
Galaxy after galaxies.
Then the dawn of divine message.

There was the divine echo in the full moon night
From my creator.
Shaken, bewildered and wondered
The echo engulfed me and my race
“You, the human race is the best of my creation
You will live and live.
You give and give till you are united,
In human happiness and pain.
My bliss will be born in you
Love is the mission of humanity,
You will see every day in Life Tree
You learn and learn
My best of creations.”
Beautiful morning it was,
Sun radiating, driving away the clouds
Parrots and Kokilas were at their musical flight
We the yellow heaven group entered
Flower garden of Asiad
Roses were in their splendour
Radiating beauty in White and Crimson
Bowing to the dawn of sun
We walked and walked, our feet on the green
Meadow giving velvet touch,
Children somewhere ringing in unison in their innocence
Peacocks in the background giving beautiful display.

There was a majestic scence of Life Tree
Cluster of tall and straight Nag Phali grove
Undaunted to the sun rays direction
Multi layered, each flower plant bubbling with life,
We approached very close to the happy plants
Astonished to see the nature?s wonder.
Bottom layers have shed the flower all around the sand
Whereas mid layer flower blossomed
In number to the magnificence
Perfume radiating, beauty all around
Honey bees filling the flower bed, mutual love flowing
Intoxicated with the scene, we looked at the top layer
Ring of the buds about to blossom
And new layers at their birth.

Again the great divine echo enters all around us
Flowers blossom, radiate beauty and spread perfume
And give honey. On the eve of life
Flowers silently fall to the earth, they belong.
Oh my creation this is mission of human life
You are born, live life of giving
And bond the human life
Your mission is the Life Tree.
My blessings to you my creation.

Oh my human race!
Let’s sing the song of creation.

Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam
 


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Submitted on: Tue Jul 28 2015 13:40:58 GMT+0530 (IST)
Category: Non-Original work with acknowledgements
Language: English


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Our mission is water -Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam

posted Aug 14, 2015, 12:17 PM by A Billion Stories

My mother called me Blue Nile
I am also named by mother White Nile
When we grew and grew we asked
Oh mother, Oh mother
Tell us, why did you name us Nile
Our mothers said lovingly
Oh our children
You travel and travel
Cross mountains, forests and valleys
Thousands of miles, enriching nine countries
you reach Khartoum
you Blue and White Niles confluence with a mission
God has commanded you to give a message
you give a beautiful message
When we rivers confluence
Oh humanity why not your hearts confluence
And you blossom with happiness.

-Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam
 


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Submitted on: Tue Jul 28 2015 13:37:42 GMT+0530 (IST)
Category: Non-Original work with acknowledgements
Language: English


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Earth shining in Glory -Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam

posted Aug 14, 2015, 9:35 AM by A Billion Stories

Our Milky Way is shining,
with millions and millions of stars.
Our beloved star Sun,
along with eight other planets around.
Orbits the Milky Way,
finishes one orbit in two hundred and fifty million years.
Somewhere in the galaxy,
echoed a voice in surprise.

“See there the Earth shining in glory
how come it got its light?”
A sweet and soft reply comes:
“It is not the mere light,
It is the light of knowledge,
It is the light of service,
It is the light of peace.
Specially radiating from Prasanthi Nilayalam

When Earth completes its eightieth orbit
Carrying a great soul in its bosom”

Dr.APJ Abdul Kalam
 


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Submitted on: Tue Jul 28 2015 13:36:30 GMT+0530 (IST)
Category: Non-Original work with acknowledgements
Language: English


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Rock Walls -Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam

posted Aug 14, 2015, 9:33 AM by A Billion Stories

Some build rock walls all their lives,
When they die miles of walls divide them.
Others build rock walls, one rock on another,
And: then build a terrace, where they pray for love.

Yet others build walls to enclose orchards,
Endeavouring to find ways to fulfill hunger.
A few others build rock walls – to make a home,
It is their mission to serve humanity and nature.

I build no walls, to confirm to joy or sorrow;
To sacrifice or achieve, or to gain or lose,
I just grow flowers on all open spaces,
And float lilies on ponds and rivers.

I keep planting trees, for birds to have nests,
At the dawn of the sun, when morning breeze blow.
Sun light get filtered through shining tree leaves,
Birds’ flight gives me sense of freedom and pleasure.

Scattered light of colour and treasure,
Fragrance of flowers gives me delight of creator.
Lilies floating over like nature’s dance,
Why should I build walls to confine them all?

I have no house, only open spaces,
Filled with truth, kindness and dreams.
Desire to see my country developed and great,
Dreams to see everywhere happiness and peace.

Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam
 


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Submitted on: Tue Jul 28 2015 13:34:22 GMT+0530 (IST)
Category: Non-Original work with acknowledgements
Language: English


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