This World Is Yours Poem by Gajanan Mishra

1

Lift your pen, my dear poets,
And write - this world is yours,
Your home is this earth,
The sky is the roof.
Go not with passion, my dear poets,
All goodness are with you,
Use and see all directions
Are welcoming you and giving you lights.

See yourself, see how
You are in all, in birds, in lions,
In mountains, in rivers, in clouds,
in flowers, in air, in water.
See my dear poets, how you are
Going and coming freely, peacefully with all.

2

Lift your pen, my dear poets,
The right time has arrived for you,
You are lucky to receive all words
Here at this time to write down everything
That you witnessed.
You are in the middle of life
And you know life is a battle field,
And you are approaching the war.
Serious thing is that you are
Not to hurt anyone here,
You have no right.
You should keep compassion within you
And pray, O lord, here the living creatures
Are in dark, give them knowledge to know the truth.