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Humanity – the book

The current civilisation of Human species has come a long way in the last five thousand years. The technology is mesmerising, architecture astounding and knowledge is touching nebulae and far flung galaxies. Our values however are perhaps not showing same level of progress. There is continuous war and hunger. Inequality is increasing every moment, pursuit of wealth has made most of us blind from the misery of our brethren living just few moments away from us. Environment is a concern for the tree hugging minority only. Destruction of forests, extinctions of wildlife species and increasing temperatures globally is a commonality not even worthy of daily news anymore. This age of individuality and trying to live life through social media has made our planet more ignorant, less tolerant and a troll infested realm. I hope, wish and pray that some of these terrible trends will reverse in the not so distant future and humanity snaps out of this current craze of abominable behaviour. This short book of poems and images try to highlight my humble observations in an abstract setting.

I will try to spread this message of compassion and equality until the time is upon me. Here is the latest instalment in the form of a book at IBOOks store (free)

Humanity

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Tana deem, ta nana, na na, na na, tana deem (sparks)

Frosty freezing cold emotions
Sophistication grows inhuman motions
unwanted unnecessary blood spills
Nature creates humanity kills
Turning back shadows, moments, seasons
Allowing warmth, tears, smiling reasons
Bringing back love, affection, compassion
Hunting again for sapiens passion,
Hope barely alive, precious and rare
Desire to kill? then kill despair!

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Recycle

Let’s not talk about affection
How about sins
How about grins
How about bins
With haste we speak
What a waste we seek
Sharpening our beaks
To call people names
Putting some to shame
Let’s not talk about compassion
How about lust
How about a tryst
How about mist
In kisses we hurry
In open spaces we worry
Fog makes faces blurry
Allow us to tame
Emotions and same
Let’s not talk about Love
I know about my state
I know about my fate
Who loves me, who hates
For redemption
Forgiveness
I am afraid,
It’s rather too late!

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