Abhijit Naskar's Blog - Posts Tagged "naskarism"

Sonnet of National Sickness | Handcrafted Humanity

Wanna study a superpower, study America.
Wanna study dysfunctional power, still study America.
Wanna study spirituality, study India.
Wanna study rotten spirituality, still study India.
Wanna study rise of secularism, study Turkish Republic.
Wanna study fall of secularism, still study Turkish Republic.
Wanna study standards of beauty, study the Korean Republic.
Wanna study doctored beauty, still study the Korean Republic.
Wanna study pride and loyalty, study good old Britannia.
Wanna study primeval pride and loyalty, still study Britannia.
Wanna study statehood, study People's Republic of China.
Wanna study the horrors of statehood, still study China.
Every nation on earth suffers from a distinct ailment.
The first step towards recovery is acknowledgement.
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Wake Up From Death (The Sonnet)

Wake up from death and return to life,
For as living dead we’ve been crawling for long.
Wake up from sanity and return to insanity,
For we've been insane in sanity for long.
Wake up from possibility, return to impossibility,
For we've been slave to the possible for long.
Wake up from reality and return to absurdity,
Habits of past have kept us hypnotized for long.
Wake up form truth and return to love,
For we’ve always confused assumptions with truth.
Wake up form ideology and return to the soil,
Integration means inclusion, not ideological coup.
Enough with nonchalance in the name of practicality!
Let us now rise as tornado and wipe out all apathy.
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Muslim Not Terrorist (The Sonnet) | Handcrafted Humanity

I am a Muslim, not a terrorist,
Just like not all whites are neonazi.
To hate, being an animal is enough,
Love is a sign of sapience and sanity.
Nobody is infidel to me,
For my faith is that of oneness.
Disbelief doesn't make one a kafir,
Only kafir is one without kindness.
No matter what we call water,
It quenches everybody's thirst equally.
I accept all religions to be true and equal,
For what matters is our common humanity.
I have but one message, love over all hatred.
Without love nobody's human, no matter our faith.
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Giants in Jeans Sonnet 76

In the old days tribal chiefs used to fool people,
With talks of tribal honor and heritage.
Today's chiefs in suits manipulate modern tribals,
With talks of national security and lineage.
When our ancestors behaved as tribals,
It is acceptable for they didn't know better.
But when we identify as civilized yet act tribal,
It is but a degrading stain upon our honor.
Though all politicians are not savages,
Paradigm of modern politics thrives on division.
So make not the dreadful mistake to think,
That politicians are gonna bring peace and elevation.
It is a world of citizens, citizens are its lifeblood.
You and I are its caretakers, not some elected vanguard.
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World Without 9/11 (The Sonnet) | Handcrafted Humanity

Better a kindhearted fool than a heartless tool,
Kindness is born when we aren't afraid of burning.
Coldness looks appealing on nuts and bolts,
On human beings it is absolutely unbecoming.
A world without 9/11 and January 6,
Begins with a heart without hate.
Cultural and racial profiling don't ensure security,
True security is born when we act as love incarnate.
The helpless, forgotten, discriminated and destitute,
Are my brothers and sisters, and I won't stop,
Till I lift them up to take their rightful place,
Upon the fabric of society, with my last blood drop.
Each and every breath of mine is public property.
Once I die for the people, then I can live in serenity.
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Undestination (The Sonnet) | Şehit Sevda Society

I gave up my country in your love,
I gave up my home for your sweetness.
I stand at your door without identity,
Will you take me in and fill my emptiness!
I've sailed my ship towards undestination,
Let the waves take me where they may.
Embracing the unknown I became a pal of all.
Come out my friend from your cage of dismay.
Come with me, and we'll explore all impossibility.
If we must be awful let's be awful together.
Let us lose all maps and walk around as vagrants.
Why worry, when we have each other!
To hell with destination, let us savor the journey!
Before success and achievement, let us first have unity.
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The Being is The Bridge (The Sonnet) | Mücadele Muhabbet

I came to life at Dakshineswar,
At Kapadokya I got my sight.
I found my might at Shaolin,
At Liberty Island I came to light.
In Pernik I bathed in love,
By the Volga I tasted sapience.
Lika taught me the role of innovation,
Sudbury gave me the sail of science.
Streets of Calcutta showed me suffering,
Streets of Chicago reminded, I'm the answer.
It's not the place but people who hold magic,
Revolution rose when all of them came together.
You won't know me as the father of a nation.
You'll know me as the maker of amalgamation.
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Sonnet of Rulers | Handcrafted Humanity

The only people who'll rule the world,
Are the ones who want to rule not a being.
The only people to inherit the earth,
Are the ones who want to inherit nothing.
The only people who win hearts,
Are those who give all without question.
The only people who become family to all,
Are those who walk without assumption.
The only people who never die,
Are those who happily die for others.
The only people who are the happiest,
Are those who have no trace of selfish desires.
Selfishness is synonym for suffering and misery.
Joy is just a byproduct of service to humanity.
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Sacred Feminines and Holy Fathers (The Sonnet) | Mücadele Muhabbet

Listen you all discrimination-vaalo,
No matter how much you whine and wallow,
To obliterate all hateful bone and marrow,
Lo comes a generation of caballera, caballero!
Not a trace of dominant fear and anxiety,
Not a particle of self-centric practicality,
Lo come the bravehearts made of thunder,
Lo come the true preservers of humanity!
Breaking free from all that is old and rotten,
Overcoming all drives of untamed tribalism,
Lo come the sacred feminines of creation,
Lo come the holy fathers of nondivisionism!
Though divided by thought, still united by heart,
Grab these new nerves, give yourselves a jumpstart.
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Honor He Wrote (The Sonnet) | Honor He Wrote

I am not a writer, writers have limits,
I have none, I only have responsibility,
The responsibility to unite the world,
The responsibility to humanize humanity.
We are setting out on this journey,
With the awareness of being responsible,
For responsibility makes one honorable,
Honor makes one responsible.
Fervor of honor is beginning to fade,
From the fabric of society and self.
It is definitely no sign of progress,
In fact it is a sign of utter decadence.
Honor is, in truth, another name for character.
With the demise of honor all good will disappear.
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