The Moonless Night

Old Mistakes Man says he learns from his mistakes, Then why are all of them so similar and many, He doesn't learn, he shakes,                                  He shakes them off, that's why they're so uncanny. Man accepts the dove but chases the crow, For it appeals him better. This is how the boat of bigotry begins to row, Tainting the stream of creation to its letter. He says,"Hark not to such lies!" Reality and truth weep and weep, As their existence is being eaten by ignorance's mice, Unknowingly, little by little man takes his xenophobic leap. We look at it as an enigma, As if it has no answer, For this we have no dogma, But only rationality and removal of society's cancer! -By Varun Dass

Happy Mother's Day This is a day of my gratitude to you,  We are all thankful to you, You work hard as day passes And, you fill our stomachs' and glasses. You see me make a fuss and shout,      Yet you cordially advise me to control my mouth.                                 You are the sun in our sky of despair,  And you are our imagination's hare. Your are the rock on the stream of creation, Tough, strong, yet kind beyond any other creation. You are the boat of our dreams, You are our fuel and our hope's beam. You solve our problems old and new,  So Happy Mother's Day to you!!!  -By Varun Dass