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The Illusion Veiled Samsara is Maya, Reveals the Gita: A Poem

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  The Illusion Veiled Samsara is Maya, Reveals the Gita: A Poem The world we see, a passing dream, Is Maya's veil, it would seem. Birth and death, a turning wheel, Samsara's chain, how does it feel? This world is false, a trick of sight, It hides the soul, bathed in pure light. We chase the things that fade away, Forgetting truth, day by day. A tree turned upside down, they say, Its roots to heaven, where God holds sway. Its branches reach to earth below, Where senses play and troubles grow. But if we trust, and let go fear, The Lord can help us draw him near. We break the bonds, the Maya's hold, A story ancient, bravely told. Then Samsara's spin, it starts to cease, The soul finds freedom, finds its peace. No more rebirth, no more the fray, One with the Divine, forever and a day.

Making Every On-Going Action a Sacred Act: The Gita Inspired Couplets

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Making Every On-Going Action a Sacred Act:  The Gita Inspired Couplets   In quiet thought, the soul's true essence gleams, With Atman bright, it fuels our waking dreams. Each deed we do, a prayer in silent mode, Life's busy path, a sacred, holy road. With soulful heart, our work becomes a shrine, Detached we act, our spirit's light divine. To the Divine, our focused minds we lend, Each action then, to freedom starts to wend. Our duty done, with soul, our purpose clear, Swadharma's call, we answer, banishing fear. In love's pure gaze, let every moment be, A sacred act, eternally set free.

Towards ever wars-torn life: Limericks

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  Towards ever wars-torn life: Limericks The weapons we made to defend, Brought arms sales that never will end. While wars are now traded, And wealth is paraded, By tycoons who pull every thread. They tariff, recess, and mandate, With bio-war viruses made. The rich and the clever, Grow richer than ever, While leaving the masses dismayed. Now info-war, with no missile or gun, But with whispers and lies, cleverly spun. Reputations they'd break, For advantage they'd take, With designed narrative  battles're won

Demean and under-estimate not teachers and students : A Poem

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Demean and under-estimate not teachers and students : A Poem A screen, a board, a voice so clear, No teacher's worth is naught, my dear. Not a broken shell, not even dust, Their knowledge shared, a sacred trust. Though wealth may boast and power loom, Gen-Z students can break the gloom. With teaching's light, a guiding hand, Together strong, they take command. The tables turn, the balance shifts, With wisdom's power, priceless gifts. No teacher's worth is ever gone, Their legacy forever strong.

Phooti Kaudi Spat: Limericks

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  Phooti Kaudi Spat: Limericks A teacher, though online or not, Is worth more than a farthing, I've got. With students so keen, They can change the whole scene, And topple the arrogant lot   A teacher, though screens or in halls, Is worth more than 'phooti kaudi' squalls With minds intertwined, They'll leave gold chains behind, 'Phooti Kaudi Party' can topple tall walls

International Day for Protection of Children : Preserve Child Rights

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 The International Day for Protection of Children is observed globally every year on June 1 since 1949.  The observance serves as an urgent reminder to protect children's fundamental rights, secure their access to education, and eliminate threats like child labour, trafficking, and violence. Child protection: A poem Little hands, so soft and new, Need our care, in all they do. A child's trust, a fragile thing, Love and safety, we must bring. No one should take their joy away, Or make them fear another day. Every child, a precious light, Deserves to sleep at peaceful night. So let us stand, with hearts so true, For every child, me and you. To keep them safe, and help them grow, It's our shared promise, to let them know. Their future bright, a hopeful sign, The duty to protect, is truly mine.

End Social Bias and Inequity: Couplets

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End Social Bias and Inequity: Couplets   A world divided, unfair and bleak, Where one is valued, the other weak. Roles assigned by birth, a cruel decree, Limiting lives for all to see. Some doors are locked, some paths are barred, By gender's shade, a life is marred. Favoritism reigns, a heavy hand, Denying worth across the land. Status and chances, unequally sown, A gender imbalance, widely known. But change we seek, a brighter aim, To burn this unfair system's flame. A vision clear, a future sought, Where equal measure is dearly bought. Our purpose stated, strong and true, A world for all, in all we do. This is our goal, our destined space, Equality's dawn, with honest grace.