Respect is a desideratum


O Heart! O Formidable Heart!
For the mankind you are such.
You know the god like powers
to sway the rigids and the fickling
on sides where your purpose lie.

O Heart! The Sadness, She steps by
to meet me in many corners,
Of this world I find.
“Respect is a desideratum.”
Then why? O Heart! O Sadness!
Do men forget this for,
the men on the other side.
-Manvendra Vidyarthi
(The Stories beneath the eyes)


God’s Own


Open ways the doorways of.
Takes you in silently, like the soft breeze
Taking greens to shimmering.
The Supernal land
known to be God’s own.
Justice is that I had seen.
For heaven is where he is
And heaven is where peace,
The Serene,
The simple merge.
Forming that is God’s own.
-Manvendra Vidyarthi
(The Stories Beneath the eyes)

What a kind thing to say.



From the lullabies of timeless spinning
of fibres from each one of dresses they wore.
I am guilty of stealing from the one
the colours to mine came from.
There I have lost some belongings of mine.
All your prayers are my crying.
And in whirlpools of the words,
To find the kind things you say
I keep prying.
What a kind thing to say-
“I am from you
and you from what all is mine.”
-Manvendra Vidyarthi
(The Stories beneath the eyes)