Essence

Do not take food
From communal canteen
To feed your mind,
Time garden will become colourless
Coffins will walk on street
Vision of future will become flat
Like tyre to skid in darkness
Blood will disfigure the human face
 Born babies smiles
Will suicide unheeded in dustbin
Moon white hopes
Of our beloved world will die
Without words
And its green tender path
Will remain half-dead and half alive
So let us friend
Breathe the essence of love
From GOD's abode
To weave the hearts
Above cast creed and religious hatred
To paint the world
Beautifully at our own
-----------------------------------------  By  Satya   pattnaik .