Status And Dignity

Status and Dignity 

search in ambassador 1800 ISZ 

red beacon lights, stars on shoulders 

robes crossing the breast 

shoes polished and dresses edge 

Sprawling lawns adorned of season flowers 

High boundary walls, welcome peeps 

Sentry on gates, salutes at demand 

Status they call me, also in high towers 

Virtues all, vice free, it's the rank, the symbol 

Intelligence, kindness, be it courage 

Rightness flows through status 

Indelible and permanent, for any and all

Search in hearts enlightened,  minds of able 

Dignity lives and shines 

Material expressions though subtle 

Eyes and light certainly give trouble 

Limbs rise for purpose, other in sight 

Weakness ceases in company of light

Shall say words with voice and thought 

cantankerous events all around, say tight 

Society, liveable  around 

Filtered though net with two holes 

Status stays to the top 

Dignity falls through in wholes 

Rise and rise, status shall not lend hand 

If dignity doesn't have one, grow a band

Lest status consumes the sum 

Dignity must stone out of sand 

 Vivek Kumar

A Strange Fear

The Strange Fear

Not wholly unusual, it does come 

Cast the limbs dry and mind feeble 

No morn or saddness, fear it is 

Does it cast shadows on lives of some?

Perhaps not, I have read about it 

In books holy and by scholars able 

No forms or figure, fear it is 

Dreaded and feared even in wit. 

Primaeval it may be and immortal 

A song of the mind, a satire on days  

No shallow or without, fear it is 

Deep within arises and pervades all. 

Universe shaped by strange fear

Through mind in sinister ways 

No eyes or light to see, fear it is 

Yet the blackness shines fine and clear. 

Shine! that's my perpetual being 

I shall be consumed? no, not at all 

Shininess to black though fear it is 

Lie back and enjoy the holy thing! 

Vivek Kumar