Its time to wake up……..

Moubani Sorkar : Famous Actress & Dancer.

The poetry of thy uplifted spirit,
Conquers all that is insane or illegitimate.
It hates the ugly truth of the half eaten decomposed apple,
The poetry of the five leaved autumnal maple,
Even death is beautiful and pure,
But do not let the ruined allure,
There is no greater pain than living life half alive,
But we pretend to be naive,
Is not poetics ethereal and angelic,
The paleontological relic,
Within the clarity of whats prolific,
I cry again for the perfection of the five leaved maple,
Oh thy aching heart,
The destitute walking with a torn shirt,
It is better to eat less than digest a raped woman’s angst – a
dilapidated picture,
Oh the aesthetics of the pure,
How much more must we be unsure,
Of whether truth and false are two sides of the same impercievable coin,
Idiots will come and go but no one has the sense to join,
Humanity, happiness, health,
The greatest of all wealth,
Where our thoughts lie in the cradle of the mind,
Please die if you cannot unwind,
The logic that it is better to live small and perfect,
Than to be big with a bigger defect,
Machines are wiser,
As with them emotions are never misused,
But the ugly man in the heart would never dream of being nicer,
Because it takes art to imagine and be less deluded,
Rise , please rise, please wake up,
Before the sun sets forever,
Learn to live and the art in life’s age old cup,
And how a small flower as a design properly drawn,
Will make you awaken to a new day which we will never mourn,
Before the sun sets forever,
And nuisance of the spoilt will rule over the wise and clever.