Chalk

Chalk

Though this day, I am a worthless object

Yet been a member of

The plethora of meaningful projects

Driven a meaningful life

I drew the lines for

Memorable history and miraculous science

Brought Arts and Language

To humans conscience

I Had the honor to calculate the math

Through small angles and lines

Draw the diagrams when I was worthwhile

And fell off eventually

As a worthless iron dime

Once upon a time, I colored the rainbow

With seven colors with which I shined

All the colors faded off gradually

And left out a powdery sign

I got compressed by the hurrying feet

Got strewed here and there with time

A teacher's weapon for distant students

The teachers' ally

To make student's future shine

Development took a reverse cycle

From full length to the powder-fine

With time eternal

The significance declined

Gather the finer me

And mold into the original mine

Give me life and a chance

Again to live with a perfect shine

Probably, I'll repeat the history

Uninteresting, but make it exciting

Dwell in more creativity

And make a lot of faces smile

Tomorrow will come

 

Sun will shine again

It is a commonplace maxim that

Tomorrow never comes

But it's a natural certitude

That tomorrow always comes

Use your today in a

Fulsome effective way

Tomorrow will bring

Opportunities to keep one busy all the way

Jobs shelved, jobs pending due to constraints

they will get eventually done

Move ahead with positivity

And with stern optimism

Tomorrow maybe a new day or a new life

But I'm sure it will be mine

Certainly; a day will come

When I will again shine

New dawn, a new beginning

It will surely be a magical one

Tomorrow maybe not be as sad as today

Elated; to think about the time that would come

Leave everything behind, as it is all over.

And march forward to pass into; what you want to become

At one time, it will end a wait for tomorrow

But start craving for the further one

Dissipated in thin air

Fear dissipated in thin air

In the earlier poem I expressed my feelings over the mistake made by the officials ........but unwittingly the fears generated by this small, though crucial mistake will dissipate so easily, is something which I never assumed of.  Thanks to the cooperation, concern, and care of all my new peers.

Doleful at the thought of being a miscast

The fear of instability left me aghast

With the new dawn and peers

The past was fading gradually but fast

Set off in fear and trepidation

Though it means nothing anyway

Destiny was put into question

That how long will I outlast

With head held high and increased palpitation

And trust in divine providence

A new chapter of life was going to blossom

Uncertain moved ahead at last

Aliens will attain the familiarity

There will be solidarity

With hopes, Entered the first room

And fortunately,, it was a blast

The cooperativeness and concern

Of Pachori sir made  forget,

That there was a strange fear

Unnecessarily made in the cast

Krishna liberates one from all the complications

And so was Jagdish Sir, a key to all the solutions

Caliber and indefatigability

Added to personality, hast vast

A gleeful simper in an ingratiating manner

Pleased and Contended, a tree of chanar

Helping hands always at the door

‘Sujata mam’, an epitome of modesty, nothing to gast

In the aide of Ram with laconicism paired

A lot of cooperation, help, and care

The congenial staff and amenability everywhere

The fear and worries eventually

Dissipated into invisible thin air

God is with me alltimes

Through the good or bad, I know God is always with me

 In childhood, the heart was an empty vessel

The existence of God was instilled in me

Accepted it with a blind eye

And continued 

life with glee

So, never I denied the existence of God

But, defied him several times

As Mother taught lesson with a rod

God taught me a lesson to shine

Sometimes I damn the God

Oblivious to the acts that were kind

The idiocy was realized

Of course slowly with time

In the time precarious

His purchase was divine

Smirked to remember, I beseeched him on times

 Crucial to me were they, 

A marvel always awaited me

And, Gradually the worries dwine

Got succored by a hidden force

Not once but all the times

Plodded through ups and downs

Life is an unraveled twine

Afresh with new complexities

But no worries this time

'Coz I know, he has been with me

Not once but all times

Fears

 

Yesterday, when I got the notice which indirectly stated that I'm an extra, unwanted, and unrequired member here............. A few thoughts popped up in my mind. I'm putting them in black and white with the hope that everything will be well eventually. I wish it not to be adieu but, to be the beginning of a new realm.

Apprehensions and consternations

Was that what I wished for?

Happiness was what I sought...

But all of a sudden

That all seems afar

In a short span, the relations were made

But now, all seems in limbo

All adjustments now took a shade

Now its time to go

Ripples of feeling alienated at a known place

I was thrilled with the people and space

Now bearing the brunt of

A few slip-ups made in a haze

Shell-shocked and in a state of quandary

Maybe the vacancies available in sundry

Still afraid of what's in my fate

Once more life is a clean slate

I pray to God for courage

To start things anew

Comfortability will be obtained,

Maybe in days but few

Dithering at the state of new adjustment

Its time to initiate new interactions

Antsy of existing disability

Heed of my vulnerability

Well, it's not a choice but dictatorship

Uttering curses under God's flagship

A humanitarian approach or treatment with a whip

Now left everything to God and his mastership.

Blackboard

Black-board

A black-board is a teacher's ally
Having the companionship of a duster and chalk
One to erase all that fills it
And other to fill it anon

A black-board is an artists canvass
A habitue of institute's parties and celebrations
Get adorned by novel phrases and sayings
And enlighten all the generations

An innocent's heart is an empty blackboard
I have the yen that no one writes on it
As the time elapses away eventually
Can be easily wiped off, all that's written on it.

Perhaps, life was like a black-board
Never trailing behind
Magnanimous to wipe off all the mistakes
Even something splendid gets abraded with time

Perhaps, life was a new blackboard
Capacious to occupying anything from history to science
Adorning itself with white lines
Contended with its own boundary lines







 

 

First day in the school

 

My School

Wreathed in the halo of fears

A lot of apprehensions, presumptions, and misconceptions

Heart packed with enthusiasm and embarrassment

I traversed the path to the school

Yes, it was my first day in the school

Yes, it was a government school.

Dispirited by the discomfort of my disability

Awkwardness in gait but sure of my abilities

Hopes abound with the confidence of stability

I traversed the path to the school

Yes, it was my first day in the school

Yes, it was a government school.

Anticipation was rightful - a nondescript building needs a groom

The goddess of learning resided in the antiquated classrooms

A vast ground with no guardroom

Cold and dark staffroom

Yes, it was my first day in the school

Yes, it was a government school.

Huge Ground with scattered shales and macadam 

Large enough to hamper my ambulation

Piercing deep, paining and leading to frustration

Perturburating confidence and enhancing palpitation

Yes, it was my first day in the school

Yes, it was a government school

I continued as I knew to get benefit from something

It was unknown to me as I knew about it nothing

Beyond the sight, perhaps my status was burnishing

Going to give me pleasure, though it was now anguishing

Thoughts of my first day in the school

Yes, it was a government school

The unexceptional building rested in a pristine environment

The exceptional staff were always at its upliftment

Bon homie headmaster and a congenial department

Heaved sigh to be in this school

Yes, it was my first day in the school

Yes, it was a government school.

A figment of thought stirred my realization

For, both- I, and the school needed some renovation

Me at the mercy of  God and the school at the administration

Scholars radiated conviviality, away from the lull, made my life full

Yes, it was my first day in the school

Yes, it was a government school.