Fresh
Jumping Jumping Went To School
Published On: 30th Oct 2017
Republished On 14th Nov 2017 on the eve of Children’s Day in India
Jumping Jumping Went To School
Morning, morning saw outside
Everything looks fresh, fresh, green, green
Felt to take long, long breaths
Want to be as fresh
Brush in mouth up & down, sideways
Sprinkled water to the face
Mummy calls to have some milk
Glimpses from the window
Birds chirping, hopping, hopping, tree to tree
Wondering, wondering where do they go
Questioning myself, do they have a school too?
Yells Mummy to have bath & breakfast
Oh! Mummy! Mummy!! Coming, coming
Jumping, jumping went to school
Nursery rhymes for children are to make know of the things of the world. Their vocabulary has to improve day by day. Their morning duties are compulsive to make them good healthy citizens of tomorrow. Slowly and steadily their queries to the world must be answered. They should always feel good to go to school, as it is a place of learning and knowledge building.
Some of my latest posts you have been reading are one such attempt. I am happy you all have been enjoying. Thanks
Entering My Sanctum Sanctorum
Entering My Sanctum Sanctorum
Entering My Sanctum Sanctorum
Visits to myself long since oblivion
Though frequent are visits to the shrine
In deep sleep of nights, relaxed day naps
Stressful, restless, tired body and mind enter
Out to come free, energised feeling blissfully fresh
To handle again awful routine
Unwillingly to continue though
Troubles to open many times over
Vigorous attempt to unlock door
Angelic perception signs to calm mundane mind
Not knowing when I enter into deep sleep
I reside in the heart centre of my slumberland
Every time entering my Sanctum Sanctorum
Yes! I am Life
Posted on 25th January 2016
Yes! I am Life
I am as Fresh and Immaculate always
You can’t even Imagine
My Pristine Beauty and Importance
I am Freely Available All over
Involuntary You take Me In and Out
You Enjoy My Effect
On your Face, Skin and Body
Your Mind gets Doubly Happy
You gave me the title Cool Breeze
You throw your Dust, Impurities into Me
Make me Impure and Unhealthy
You blame it on Me
Address Me as Pollution
You fill your Tyres
Compress Me to your Benefits
Run Your Machines
I keep the World on the Move
You call Air
Sell with no Gratitude
You Spend to Breathe Me
Go far off places
Resorts, Hill Stations, Beeches and the like
There you Feel
I am there for You
You shower Blessings upon Me
In the language of Yoga
They Proclaim it as Prana
The Life giver
You don’t Care
To take Care of Me
Other Creatures and Living Things depend on Me
I am Off from Here
You and Everything is Finished
Existence put to Question
Beware! To see Me, I am there
Yes! I am life
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