Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "be-the-change"

Those Who Call You Mad (The Sonnet)

Those who call you mad will one day worship you,
For no great achievement is possible without madness.
Those who laugh at you will one day learn from you,
For working through the laugh is a criteria for greatness.
Those who know not you exist will one day seek your guidance,
For your endless sacrifice will make you a beacon.
Those who find you absurd will one day bow in veneration,
For the absurd ideas take us to the most breathtaking destination.
Those who look down on you will one day look up to you,
For your sacrifice will place you on a pedestal of glory.
Those who are deaf to you will one day cross limits for you,
For your voice will echo in the hearts as a purifying symphony.
Those who see you inconsequential will one day pay you homage.
Breathe your mission, live your mission and your acts will forge fate's foliage.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Mad About Humans: World Maker's Almanac
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Liberationville (The Sonnet)

When the blood is boiling and conscience is screaming,
Stop not wishing for a messiah to appear.
When the heart is beating and the mind is restless,
Sit not praying for the miseries to disappear.
When the veins are burning and nerves are revolting,
Stay not cooped up in a cocoon of petty pleasures.
When the lungs are choking and cells are aching,
Stay not inanimate out of insecurities and fears.
When the spine is bending and the head is drooping,
Stay not silent submitting to tribal identity.
When the knees are trembling and the throat is thirsty,
Stand not frail as servant of conformity.
When the eyes are teary and lips are dreary, never consider sitting still.
Obliterate loyalty to atrocities of the norm waking up to liberationville.
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Rise I Will (The Sonnet)

Every time there is darkness most foul,
I will burn to bring light, sight and might.
Every time there is misery unbound,
I will churn my soul to outpour delight.
Every time the horizon turns gloomy,
I will rush to the aid as a sentient soldier.
Every time the world is infected,
I will walk the alleys as a living sanitizer.
Every time there is savagery on the rise,
I will be the beacon of human alliance.
Every time bigotry overpowers the minds,
I'll be the call to resuscitate fallen conscience.
I am not a person but a sentience beyond time.
Rise I will always in crisis to fortify my humankind.
― Abhijit Naskar, When Call The People: My World My Responsibility
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The Maker (Sonnet)

Step by step we'll reach the mountaintop,
We'll build roads penetrating impediments.
Bit by bit we'll trash our conformities,
We’ll erect civilization upon reason and sentiments.
Day and night we'll stand tall in service,
Through storm, rain, heat and gloom.
There's no time for selfishness,
Being selfish would bring universal doom.
Sanity is in giving and caring,
It’s in every act of collective concern.
Because if you care only for the self,
Deserting your children your neighbors will run.
The world is our home and we must be its caretaker.
Comfort is luxury, it’s time we rise as the maker.
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Revolution Sonnet

What is revolution you ask!

Revolution is an alarm,
To wake up the sleeping population.
Revolution is a weapon,
To fight tyranny and exploitation.
Revolution is a vaccine,
To prime the society against inhumanity.
Revolution is an insanity,
To humanize the paradigm of sanity.
Revolution is a tsunami,
To wash away all that's foul and carnal.
Revolution is a tornado,
To weaken the grasp of the animal.
Whenever savages raise their fangs most appalling,
Be not a mute witness but a revolution sanctifying.
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Crazy Not Callous (The Sonnet)

I'm crazy,
But not obnoxious.
I'm free in mind,
But not callous.
I'm ignorant in many things,
But I ain't no intolerant.
I may not know much etiquette,
I know caring with commitment.
I am but a lover most naïve,
No scholar of nothin'.
I am but a warrior unbending,
Got no time for philosophizin'.
To live for people is the mission.
In lifting the fallen lies salvation.
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Sonnet of Stagnation

Stagnated water breeds disease,
When in motion it breathes life.
Stagnated mind breeds segregation,
When in motion it breaks divide.
Stagnated air breeds pollution,
When in motion it brings rejuvenation.
Stagnated ideas breed prejudice,
When in motion they bring illumination.
We are not a species, we are a family,
A stagnated psyche cannot feel its delight.
Open your eyes from your rigid sleep,
In your vision the world will unite.
All animals are bound to live in stagnation.
Only human neurons hold the capacity for expansion.
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Published on October 28, 2021 02:30 Tags: be-the-change, civilized-beings, growth, ignorance, prejudice, progress, rigidity, sonnet, superstition, woke

Wipe Out The I (The Sonnet)

Once a person gives up all for others,
They'll achieve everything worth achieving.
The art of self-discovery is in self-annihilation,
Whereas self-obsession only causes suffering.
Once a person is insane with the sacrificial spirit,
They'll know the meaning of civilized sanity.
Once a person feels the joy of selflessness,
All worldly pleasures will turn into foul vanity.
Once a person hones the power of simplicity,
They'll trash all trace of pomposity from life.
Once a person senses the valor of humility,
They'll discard all arrogant divide.
Life is simple, but we mess it up with selfishness.
Wipe out the I, and you will taste its sweetness.
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Sonnet of Identity

Tell me O Mississippi,
What is my name?
For I lost my sense of self,
In line of service without gain.
Dear mountains of Blue Ridge,
Where did I come from?
I fathom not the worldly titles,
I deny narrowness as the norm.
Character makes the person,
Not pedigree and tradition.
If I can lift even five lives,
That’ll be my highest salvation.
So forget that I asked about my identity.
Service is my culture and my nationality.
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Lovenut Sonnet | Mucize Insan

When I was a teenager,
There was a sticker on my desk.
My father had stuck it there,
Saying, till you reach your goal, don't rest.
Since that day I haven't stopped,
For I haven't reached my goal.
You may ask what the goal may be,
It is to die a lovenut lifting all.
Lovenut is one who is nuts,
Total bonkers for the benefit of society,
One whose lifeblood is sacrifice,
A revolutionary who is above all security.
I give a call to all the lovenuts of society.
Stop not till you remind all their humanity.
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