Poems of Dr. Laxmikanta Dash, Bharat

Mud And Gold of Humanity
Dr. Laxmikanta Dash, Bharat

Life built of mud and full of errors,
Stumbling through darkness, wants to seeking gold,
Our bitter attitudes shaped atrocity,
Carrying a life of mud without dignity.

A handful of sorrow promises our strife,
As sacred, coarse character challenge our life,
Dust and mud ignore humanity's life,
Unable to hold a golden life with bright.

A muddy mind is full of duality,
Never affecting anyone with affinity,
Maintaing distance with fake humanity,
Unable to uphold the essence of fraternity.

A life shines like gold with a pious heart,
Finding the good with a mind that is smart.
Life turns to gold when humanity thrives,
And darkness dissolves where true belief lives.

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Massacare of Nature
Dr. Laxmikanta Dash

The world stands on a fiery floor,
As nature closes life's own door.
The use of plastic harms the earth,
While rivers choke on toxic worth.

Deforestation invites climate change,
As industries fells the ancient canopy green.
Nature looks silently up at sky,
A hot, dying breeze bids the living goodbye.

The world has seen the wrath of nature's hand,
When drastic signs are carved across the land,
She silently endures the human stain,
Then blows her siren, waking grief and pain.

Nature remains unpredictable and grand, She obeys no law made by human hand.
She grows her fury when our pride grows high,
Reclaiming her power beneath the sky.

Nature often warns human life,
But man ignores her with dominant vibe.
Time will bring devastation to all ,
Be conscious today before we fall.

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Peace is in mid-summer
Dr. Laxmikanta Dash


A mid-summer mind brings an unbalanced blind,
Diverting the peaceful soul of mankind,
Yet marginal utility rules this warm region;
Past its peak, the sun seeks a quiet horizon.

Peace can not bloom within a hatred mind,
A cooling breeze is what we hope to find,
Life rushes by like fleeting summer days,
Leaving the soul adrift in restless ways.

An uncertain mind can not taste the tenderness of peace,
It vacilates drawn towards negative drift;
Yet a calm atmosphere lets the quiet region increase,
Offering a transparent life and a positive gift.

Mid-summer peace calms the battle we wage,
Solutions unfold past the stroms blinding rage,
Peace brings a stillness when the tension runs high,
Balancing shadows beneath a calm summer sky.

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