Point Of View Poetry....Why ? Sigh !

why...sigh...
we men and women
dont and wont
live and give
human , inhuman
survive and thrive
kneel and conceal
crib and fib
take and rake
snatch and scratch
riches and itches
hide , deride
is this
earth worth
hurt and dirt
wheeling and dealing
stealth and wealth..
why ? Sigh !!!...........(more to follow)

Point of view poetry....Philosophy is for the weak willed !

PHILOSOPHY IS FOR THE ‘WEAK-WILLED’








The lust for experimenting is a luxury
That only a weak-willed person can enjoy
as one who has a strong determination and a head
that is free from conflicts ,would only be indulging
In the necessities of compromise !

(If you are confused then you are possibly a thinker
as only a thinker is liable to get mixed up...)

Philosophy, much different from what is normally believed,
Is a product of emotions ; not of intellect !

To take an orange, peel it, and squeeze the juice
.....is no philosophy, it is a skill
Any strong-willed person can learn…

But to look at orange seeds as well, not just to throw them
....and being tempted to grow more oranges….
Is a childishness only a visionary can perform !!!

(also posted sometimes back in http://bhaskarbenjamin.wordpress.com)

Point of View Poetry.....who am I ?

WHO AM I ?
(from bhaskarbenjamin's poetry series)

O my god !
Am I Omar ?

An idea drove home
I may Be Homer !

I shake with fear ,
at the thought.... that I am William Shakespeare!

But are my words of any worth ?
Sometimes I think I am William Wordsworth !

In the game of life I cant win a cent
Often I think I am Van gogh Vincent !

I have often won Oscars... in my dreams that are wild
Who knows, I might have been Oscar wilde !

I paint with a passion, but they never pick me , an ass’ole

Many friends privately agree, I could be Pablo Picasso !

I am earnest, don’t hem or hedge my way
Is it possible that I am Ernest Hemingway !

I am an angel, my calculation is always macro
Admirers believe I am Michael Angelo !

I am a lord and master of estate that is barren
And a thought often occurs, that I may be Lord Byron !

In the ARTY circles, I carry a tag of a bore
But few friends think : I may have been Tagore !

How can this be ? How can this be true ?
That I am all these great men, yet simply bhaskar ...bhaskar who ?

But in me is the seed that will one day bud, Ha!
I shall flower, yes I shall flower, into A Gautam Budha !!!

Humor Poetry.....Absolutely Absurd !

If....and why !!!

( from bhaskarbenjamin-in-verse..... http://bhaskarbenjamin.wordpress.com)


If the crow crows….
If the dog dogs…..
If the kid kids……
If the police polices…..
If the guard guards….
If the jest jests…..
Why cant simple human…. be simple human !?!

Poetry in Life Is Poetry Of Life !

Humor Poetry....I am your President !

I am Your President

I am your president...said one baritone voice
I shall take you out of trouble... come on...make your choice !

Elect me...I am a nationalist...a rationalist and a true servant !
Motherland is my first love... and this love is ...well...constant!

If you wish to be safe... you want to be rich..... and you want to progress
...then I am your man......vote for me...dont just make any second guess !

Listening to this baritone...one jobless beggar said:
...."You and me are so alike....... but you beg for votes...instead"

"....I beg to eat....then go to my pipe ....and enter the land of dreams
but ...dear sir...... .... you beg..... just to achieve....
these impossible pipe dreams !"

Nature Poetry.....Rains and Riches

Rains and Riches

You sure have missed something
if
you wait for the rain to stop...
and
you just want to see the rainbow

You sure have missed the romance
of
the falling rain !

This fantasy
and
the fable
that there is a pot of gold
at
the end of the rainbow....

if it excites you ...
then you sure have
missed something !

In it truest sense
rainbow should appear
before
the rain...
then
at its end
there would be:
not only a pot of gold
but
a shower of rubies
and
gems
and diamonds !

there are no better riches
than
singing the song
of rain !!!