Rajneesh, the running brook!

Thou must recognize thy real self; Thou art the creator of human-self. Thou art not a penny professional; Before handling ensure thyself devotional. If thou wishes wealth, thy job is dead; Thou has a cipher heart & no head. Thy comfort lies in thy sincere duty, Thy single mistake can curb root of beauty. Safe Handling!! They're Uranium cluster, Thou can't control only by chalk & duster. Read their eyes & faces for their feelings before anything, Inspire them towards positive aim before their spreading wing. Don't behave like a mechanical/robotic teacher, Do reach to every disciple & know their feature. Don't let them only memorise the facts & figure, Respect their individual differences and configure. If anyone fails to understand, 'tis your fault, The way when thy cook either forgets or adds more salt. Review thy method, conduct, language and point of view, Teach the same topic differently & be ready for other plans to se...

I know you're born of a mother, That's why I call you human brother. You shall sure have a human father, Where you lost thy love & feelings further? O Terrorist Brother! O Terrorist Brother! What's about thy blood, air, water & food? Have they made you just lifeless wood? Have you even digested thy human-heart? Can't thy eyes see natural beauty & art? O Terrorist Brother! O Terrorist Brother! You're the killer of millions kind mother, Your God also needs her & a pious father. Which region & religion you wish to form? Is murder of humanity thy God's norm? O Terrorist Brother! O Terrorist Brother! Which bloody business have you begun? Instead thy holy book, held unholy gun? Which heaven's gate made of murder? Which nectar comes from deads' border? O Terrorist Brother! O Terrorist Brother! Which God asked you to kill humanity? No God 'llbe formed without morality. Killing  humans means  killing t...

I saw the dream of rural India; An honest farmer's honest deeds & idea. Oh! But it's very tough to believe the trust; The man loved mother-earth & its crust. I know dreams are product of thinking, But it was strange as I never such song singing. Anyway, that darling dream was mind blowing; The white bearded man was cultivating for seed sowing. The soil of the field seemed grinned like flour; The old & lin,white-dhotied farmer looked like weathered flower. He had used his all pure might & power, His face looked like a fountain of sweating shower. The field looked levelled like with butter. He was prophet,saint or something better. The two white bullocks too seemed pious; They looked like the same goddes s Parvati's choice. Was Lord Shiva himself standing in the farm? Or he was a helping hand against human harm. The bullocks near farm started grazing green grass; Heathy wheat seeds were peeping through the glass. First ...

Ah! You can't separate sweet smell of soft rose. Thou this art isn't love but its dangerous over dose. Love but only pure is the product of natural cause. Thou art thy love never reflect but forceful shows. Thy ill efforts like pebbles throwing in a calm pond; They create innumerable waves & makes strong bond. It's never physically inbuilt in me to reach thy hand; It's in my heart's every part like grinned grains of sand. Oh! Let me die before any blame and dirty defame. But, Ah! I'm sorry as she is present in my soul's flame. I always wonder-"Why should you abuse her name?" She's heavenly formed for me before the earth came. You can control my body not my feelings free flow. Behold her! She is shaking air & the sweet wind blows. Oh! Thy respectful position is already preserved. You can't be she and she can't take thy relation reserved. How can I explain my source of energy and imagination? My mind a...

Have you ever seen an idiot scholar?? He behaves like furious dog with a collar; You can take example of a rude bowler. He'll expose his idea rotten,big & taller. Have you ever met an idiot scholar?? He's more dangerous than a killer; He's just money-minded & seek Dollars. He just tightens the screw of co-workers. Have you ever talked an idiot scholar?? He throws knowledge like a solar; He bites others by his tooth molar. He's blunt & acts as punishment donar. Have you ever assisted an idiot scholar?? He never handles any problem polar; But crushes you like a big iron roller. He's cruel and has a counsel as a dealer. Have you ever heard an idiot scholar?? He uses abusive words for his pillar. He hides his foolishness by hiding hailer. He's just like a well-built pseudo scholar. The idiot scholar wants respect anyhow; He's an ass even not a buffalo or a cow. He's like a robot without human emotion. Oh God! S...

Oh twinkling stars! Oh shinning moon! Send sweet sound sleep for my son soon. His tender legs tired for nature's admire, His rosy lips uttered orders like umpire. Oh please, please, please! Send sleep,sleep,sleep! Promise keep,keep,keep! Sleep deep,deep,deep! Oh Ocean of peace! Have a sweet kiss! His ears need rest as it heard hilly hiss. Reward my shinning son with super sleep; He's to spread humanity,let him be asleep. Oh sweety,sweety,sweety! My son is so sweety! Have pity,pity,pity! He's so pretty! His eyes see scenes, trees and greens; He plays with beauties & fair queens. He has to see society sweet & bitter; O cloud! Please hide Moon's glow & glitter. Oh mosey Moon,Moon,Moon! Please soon, soon,soon! Send thy boon,boon,boon!  O sleep come like a coon,coon,coon! My son isn't only mine but my wife's divine; Oh he is harmony's holy humble hidden pine. For God's sake, Sleep come soon for his rest; For he...

Should I call you the greatest of all, Or the greatly grieved goddess fall ? How do you bear the chiseling pain? Your body parts injured , isn't bloody rain? O mother! Thou forbid us from fighting. They breed children-bombs for biting. Thy milk-bread builds values in Indians. Why they produce there terrorists sons ?   I think only you're a real mother of love, You've shared lap even to crow & dove. Pity to see thy cut,wounded shape & size, Thy kind sons only try to compromise. O pity! How you suffered 200 years chain? Curse to those people who were the main! How cruelly they cut thy body many slice! They created countries of their choice... Now they have come to attack thy head, Due to thy greedy sons' selling plan made. Ah! Thy humble heart is also being sold. Ah Pity!Pity  to thy trembling age old!! Still you teach us to love our enemy, You've motherly care, O mummy!!! We even now wish to change their heart. O Kind Mother...