Rising Sun

Some people are firm believer of rising sun Prayers in the morning and then only run Toil hard to earn bread in hot after noon Some people do think of star and bright moon Some of the sects worship fire So sacred to them and always admire It is pure faith that keeps them together All pray, worship and respect others Anger or hate emanate from intolerance If we fail to understand its essence We fail to notice the omni presence Try to misread His message in the absence Where we do we read or find the hatred? Why do we kill the person only for bread? Have to lead the life as it has lost the charm? Relations strained and remained not warm Universe spread over vast sea land Can’t we see in it creator’s hand? Why we term others enemy or friend? When we know for sure we are going to end Help the poor and weep the tears Consider them friend and dearest of dear He may sometime show the mercy Go to help them without feeling pity It may cost you nothing more People may respect you and adore If yours little effort can make them happy Surely go for help even you feel sleepy Life is dear to us but proving miserable We may not find ways even if capable We may find fault with preacher’s credence Nothing will guide us………. All heavenly bodies speak of themselves It is how we mould and understand ourselves Let us not malign religion, faith or path End to hatred and unnecessary blood bath