Title: THE SILENT STORM

Poems by Dr.Sandhya Tiwari

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Preface:

In today’s world of rapid changes, the globalization of social, academic and

professional contacts have resulted in the universal medium of spreading
awareness. Rather than limiting to the print media, people are exploring
the worldwide web. This publication is an attempt to attract such global
readers who can contribute to my growth.
Arnold said that poetry is a criticism of life, and it interprets life for us,
sustains us and consoles us. Poetry can come to rescue man, showing him
new vistas to explore which he often tends to overlook due to the
circumstances driven life. It serves the purpose of both the writer and the
reader. On the one hand the writer attempts to unleash the voice with in
and on the other hand the reader awakens and reflects on that.
The generous support and motivation of my peers made me feel the need
to spread my thoughts to all. I wish and hope this short collection of 9
poems would usher healthy reviews and remarks which they can
communicate through email: drst198@gmail.com
I look forward to your reviews and criticisms
Contents

1. WITH RESPECT: TO MY GURU

2. THE FAIRER SEX
3. BLOGGING - THE IN THING
4. DREAMS
5. GLORY OF MORNING THOUGHT
6. LET LORD BE THY GUIDE
7. THE TRAGIC MAGIC OF HUMAN LOGIC
8. WAKE UP CALL TO ALL
9. GOOD LOOKS
10. WHITE - COLLAR CRUNCH
11. VOICE OF THE WANDERING YOUNG MINDS
12. MIND MADE MANACLES
13. THE ULTIMATE TRUTH
14. MUSING WITH THE MUSE
15. LIVE LIFE KING-SIZE
16. RESERVATION OR EXPLOITATION

1. WITH RESPECT: TO MY GURU

Deep down the heart a voice kept resonating

Something there is that really impresses men and women alike
Is it his never give up attitude which he demonstrates?
Or like the Lincolns’, his strong conviction - “You cannot help men
permanently by doing for them what they could and should do for
themselves”.

O my! Nothing could touch

The weariness, the miseries, the problems, and the fret
All these are driven like demons from the Lord
As the precept for him was “take charge by controlling things instead of
letting them control you”.

I sink back quivering –

Where had I been if not influenced by the happy and gracious souls like this
The resonating voice grew gray with terror.
But in no time the soul fresh and fluttering knew no bounds
The dawn of hope surmounts the loathsome sounds

I marveled - Am I the only one who expressed this solemn thoughts in

words and deeds
Are there others who minds are germinated with the same seeds?
My heart rises up under the high heaven
Blessed I’m to be one among the chosen lot, by almighty
To be born with the sense to discern the right and the wrong.

O dear almighty you are just your way

I thought -
Your spirit moving everywhere
Myself not least, but loved of them all, cared and loved
Beyond doubt there is a purpose in everything that happens that is what is
unfold.

2. ALL FAIR FAIRER SEX

Once upon
Named as weaker sex
And later fairer sex
Now even they are in a state of flex
Reasons beyond the common reasoning
Some in search of noble pursuits
But many others got into the whirlpool simply lured
Wildly in haste to keep with the trend
All the ideals they leave behind and pretend
Core values of the family and culture they forget
And the pride and honor of dear ones is put to test
Yes! blame game we all play
But let that not result in dismay
Together with trend
Let culture, values, ethics blend
Feel proud and give the half-wits a damn
Noted is the saying “’I am what I am”
Remember! Ye all
Be prepared to loose a battle to win a war
3. BLOGGING - THE IN THING

Ever since the dawn of civilization the human beings adore and adorn the
insatiable urge
Urge which turns into a surge…to innovate and to experiment
Implicit it is in the fast paced technological advancement

“Blogging”-
The new mantra…..the “in thing” with Gen-Y
Not limited by the gender or age
Just like the teens the celebrities and others got addicted to its usage.

Blogs are usually maintained by an individual

With regular entry and commentary,
Descriptions of events, graphics or videos
And with many more aided by the blessings of twenty first century

Blogs are a means of expressing otherwise remained “frozen thoughts”.

They serve as the platform to unleash the creative genius
Imagine throwing a little stone into a still pond and watch it ripple
The cause is negligible but not the impact

Self power is true power and here there is place for unrestricted and
unconditioned expression
But left unchecked and untapped this free expression can orchestrate in
creating unpleasant uncalled for situation.

Not just for ourselves but for others

Caught in the whirlpool of modern flux
Let’s not confuse the modernity with audacity
Sense and sensibility both are prerequisites of humanity

4. DREAMS

Days, months and years pass by

Calm and quiet sensations buried lie
The one life God blessed we mortals with
Too narrow is its width

Gone are the days where Phoenix fantasy could satisfy the senses
Now the senses intruded the reminiscences

For many the glory garland faded fast

Passé……..
Now the life is contrast

Every morning we get up with a dream

Hoping for the sunshine and rays of gleam!

5. GLORY OF MORNING THOUGHT

Deep down the heart feelings are suppressed

feelings for the poor, needy and the downtrodden

Who has time to stand and stare

the mourning faces sans the glare
the hustle, bustle of life leaves you unaware

Are our loved ones treated fair

what goes out the same comes in

Not the words of a sage to be spoken

the truth of human existence which can never be broken
awaken them from the deep slumber

Come my friends lets join hands help at least a few

musing how blessed we are to get a chance to serve his people.

6. LET LORD BE THY GUIDE

Day in, Day out instances galore

Material things attracts all folks with or without lore
Some chase riches, some power
Others are still worse with inbuilt beastly tower

Morning and evening a different veil

To mask the ugly inside tale

Desperately many try

And make the human inside cry

Delusions are what we lead life with

Hypocrisy, jealousy hidden beneath

Living a life of disgrace

Fancy names like modernity, practicality to chase

Human needs and desires are never end

Let’s pray the Lord that our loved ones should never bend

7. THE TRAGIC MAGIC OF HUMAN LOGIC

Have you heard what I said!

I know, I understand and I can talk
Not about just my pet
I know all about my friends and friends’ friends
I also know about my neighbors friends and friends’ neighbors
Neighbors’ neighbors and so on
Do you think I know only the people I interact with?

How sad! I can as well comment with authority on Jhumpa Lahiri

Shashi Tharoor, Chitra Divakaruni, Bharathi Mukerji
Oh……..you think because of my doctoral topic of diaspora studies
I feel comfortable to speak about them with ease

Good Lord! I can prove and speak with assertion

Ernest Hemingway, D.H.Lawrence, Mark Twain beyond question
Yeah….Do you think
Due to Post Graduation where I studied hours together without a blink
Lo! I do comment, criticize and laud with authority
Not only KCR, Kishan Reddy, Jagan, Rosaish, Chandra Babu
But also Manmohan, Chidambaram, Nitish Tiwari, Advani and others
If you believe that is because I’m an Indian

Snap! I know about Kennedy, Bush, Clinton, Obama, and all

Claps, shutterbugs, garlands galore
I am popular and all are floored

But when I question about myself to me

Silence surrounds………
Alas! At last I understand
I spent most of my life in a fairyland
Half bred, imagining full life led
Irrespective of the gender, caste and creed many of us live in a state of
trance
Wondering this is life modern and advance
Lost in shams and farce
Away from the fact “Self Knowledge” is enlightenment
Into temporary state of sheer insensible entertainment
That’s the tragic magic of human logic

8. WAKE UP CALL TO ALL

You cannot see the wind but feel it

You can feel the love but cannot steal it

We know there is wind when the leaves rustle

Same is the feel of the bond,
That takes the spirit away even if you are in a castle

Wind at times is turbulent

As the ways of God are beyond commonsense
That’s how the relation is for all
Irrespective of the descent, caste, creed, sex and all

Testing times add you to the list of time-tested

For generations……..
But how far we are ready to check small aberrations
The great human dogma,
They want luxuries to never end and remain eternal
Ignoring the ultimate fact
We signed a bond with HIM
The bond which is irrevocable?

9. GOOD LOOKS

Girls and boys

With good appearance
Good looks
Beautiful countenance
Really very cute
Liked and loved by all
Admired and praised and treated like pets and dolls

Blessed even was I

Airing frequently
Bloating silently
The otherwise naïve sigh

10. WHITE - COLLAR CRUNCH

Left in the lurch

After the IT crunch
Baby-boomers, techies, technocrats
All suffered alike
In many different ways

Appalling salary cut

Severe kick in the family’s butt

Wife was happy

No tension to cook
Company’s pleasure
Everyday lunch to book

Mediclaim, travel allowance

Two-tier, three-tier, and Air fair
Many more were there
Fringe benefits, incentives and sops

Ways to entice and attract

Young, dynamic and the talented lot

All these washed away with great gush

Like Titanic the IT Sector was flush

Worse befell
Month after month
Situation swelled

Once got used to luxury

This became now the misery
Unaffordable hotels, pubs, Inns,
Multiplexes added to the injury

Once upon painted the town red

Real estate share,
Page3, major dos and everywhere
With senses silence they lie almost dead

11. VOICE OF THE WANDERING YOUNG MINDS

Nothing is permanent
Change is imminent
Everyday trends are found
With expectancy unbound
Education sector is going through alteration
With reasons like updation, improvisation, transformation
Major role played is by globalization
SAP, JAWA, C, C+, C++, Oracle
Everyday some strange miracle
Job seekers face confusion
Parents get hypertension
Employers command
The course they did last semester is not in demand
Update and come
Again the face of parent and ward full of glum
Communication Skills was once the buzz word
HR was ruling like monarch and Lord
But now soft skills has become important to strike the accord
Everything was ephemeral
But for many families the loss was not temporal
The needs and skills
Wondering about them fear fills
The young and exuberant
Are left untapped to stagnate

12. MIND MADE MANACLES

Man is born free but in shackles everywhere

Some are physical
Some are psychological
To free oneself from physical
Sometimes is just like a child’s play
But the fetters
From which worse is better
Are difficult to tackle
Because many a times human mind is so fickle
Call it pretence
Or reasons absence
In the name of civility
False show of inner nudity
Where the words like the conscience,
Ethics, conduct, moral and values
Are found in books
Not in hands
But dusted in racks
One rule for others and another for our self
The mind made manacles result in debacles

13. THE ULTIMATE TRUTH

Who will cry when we die?

As we all human beings on the earth try
Lead a life awry
Devoid of noble human principles
Truthfulness, humility, compassion and the like

How many really attempt

To help others
If not everyone
Least that is our near and dear ones

To keep the things moving

Quick is mind in thinking
Excuses reasons and all such lie
Considering them to be treasure we are on high

As said by Nehru “Mind is a wayward creature”

Unless we have had a great teacher
The parents, society or the situation
Mould us for the better to attain emancipation

Knowing well the truth

As humans and mortal we all are destined to die
Forget the fact
We are guests in the world for awhile

Some less, some more

Years meted by God
We complain and guile
Rather than making the most of our stay on the soil

Who is to be blamed?
The creator or the created
The ignorance bestowed upon humans
Is a challenge

Into opportunity it opens

Truth upon dwelling unravels
Glory which is full of sheen
Knowledge is converted into wisdom
HE, the creator
Has predestined our fate
Before the birth
Aware of it, lets make the most of life fill it with happiness and mirth

14. MUSING WITH MUSE!

Thoughts flourish and flood my brain

Like droplets of rain
Some personal, some professional
They are regular not occasional
At times passionate and emotive
They are about friends and relatives.

Poetry is the means

Difficult to some it seems
I am in love with it almost all
As it makes to stand apart tall
To unleash the thoughts and be free
That is why immensely I like poetry.

It relieves the tension

So that I can work with attention
It is like meditations
Freeing you from irritation
Don’t think it is worthless suggestion
Write your own or do favourite ones recitation.

15. LIVE LIFE KING-SIZE

As we go about our busy schedule in life

Amidst the trivialities and strife
We often forget the beauty and bounty
With which our life is spread
Bills to pay, errands to run
Is that the only fun?
We are not leading life but are lead
Biologically alive but senses dead.

As child the shoulder is laden with books

Hurry at home for snacks and lunch to cook
At school hardly time to spend at recess
Nobody to pacify and caress
Math, science and other teachers
Great they are, successful as preachers
Hour after hour information is crammed
Ignoring how the creative acumen is harmed.

Gone are the days of school

Pre-school, pre-primary, primary and high school
From school to 10+2 responsibility doubled
Silent waters we appear, though troubled
Not just college to go
Tutorials, prep institutions to attend
Sarma, Prashanti, Matrushri and so on
Will prepare you join Ramaiah’s sojourn
Ramaiah will prepare in turn for IIT, IIIT and NIT
So crazy has become the society
Chasing madly one after the other
Hardly have we realized how the time swept like feather.

Once into IIT rules and deadlines to adhere

Away from the family we thither
Projects, papers and activities
Life is full of pretence and vanities
Parents are proud IITcian is son
They all expect lots and midnights to burn
I couldn’t say enough, no more!
Books, books and books since I was just four
Who really thinks of me I mourn
Teachers and parents were alike spitefully stern.

O’ Lord! Hey Lord! O’ Almighty! O’ omniscient!

Guide me to make sense and understand
Precious and true purpose on the land
Take me out from chaos and the mess
Help me understand the things beyond commonsense
Pondering, wondering I spent my day
Gathered all thoughts sublime and stray
Silent on the terrace under the star studded sky I lay
A voice, somber and queer, screams
‘Lead life king-size; follow your dreams’.

16. RESERVATION OR EXPLOITATION

India: a country blessed with resources

In various forms like lands and climate
Not limited to that, it spreads
With multitude number of ignited heads
The world is moving fast; competitions are cut throat
Are reservations the means to sought
Educationally, socially backward masses
Think still the threat is there from upper classes
Not restricting to class, gender is also considered
Underlying theory is falsify bred
Mysterious are the ways of politicians
Exploiting issues beyond common reasons
Hardly we get breathing time between agitations
Some in the name of dalits,
Some for women, students and nation
Constitution laid down rules and laws
Everyday banners up with goons, finding flaws
India: a developing nation,
Is in the clutches of so-called reservations
Driving away the intelligentsia to outstations
Abstaining its growth in diverse sectors
Brain drain is the resultant factor
In a country where quality is given prime importance
Khadi clad politicians are playing the stance
Distinguishing people based on caste, creed and religion
Lets reflect Is there a need to re-write the constitution?