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Handcrafted Humanity: 100 Sonnets For A Blunderful World

Book by Abhijit Naskar · 50 quotes · Humanitarian, Humanist Poetry, Humanism

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“Facts and Belief (The Sonnet) No belief is worth losing your humanity over, No intellect is worth losing your kindness over. Facts, faith, reason, religion all come later, First and foremost we must humanize our behavior. If a belief or intellect makes you a better person, More power to your belief or intellect I say. But if they become a hindrance to your humanity, Throw it immediately like poison far, far away. Beliefs have cast shadows of wars throughout history, Facts have provided weapons for those wars. Then again beliefs have taught us to love our neighbor, Facts have helped us fight calamity and disorders. Let all beliefs and facts be guided by a warm heart. Warmth alone will make our world fit for human birth.”

“World Without 9/11 (The Sonnet) Better a kindhearted fool than a heartless tool, Kindness is born when we aren't afraid of burning. Coldness looks appealing on nuts and bolts, On human beings it is absolutely unbecoming. A world without 9/11 and January 6, Begins with a heart without hate. Cultural and racial profiling don't ensure security, True security is born when we act as love incarnate. The helpless, forgotten, discriminated and destitute, Are my brothers and sisters, and I won't stop, Till I lift them up to take their rightful place, Upon the fabric of society, with my last blood drop. Each and every breath of mine is public property. Once I die for the people, then I can live in serenity.”

“You can't force love, all you can do is, be vulnerable and reach out despite your insecurity. Whether the person of your heart responds back, is not in your hands, but a matter of cosmic serendipity.”

“Loveburnt (The Sonnet) Jungle creatures look beautiful, When they are in a habitat that's natural. The human mind is beautiful when, Mind and muhabbet are indistinguishable. Don’t go about looking for your phone, To google the meaning of muhabbet. It's just a term for the timeless force of love, The force at the core of all civilized sentience. You can't force love, all you can do is, Be vulnerable and reach out despite your insecurity. Whether the person of your heart responds back, Is not in your hands, but a matter of cosmic serendipity. You may burn in the inferno of hate and fear all you want. Bearing all snowstorm I stand unbent, ready to be loveburnt.”

“If immigrants ain't real Americans, Neither is our revered Lady Liberty. She too came from a distant land, Yet today she is the American epitome... Though I belong to the whole wide world, Land of Lady Liberty is my home country. A nation's character isn't defined by rigidity, It is defined by a hearty unity in diversity.”

“Raghead (The Sonnet) Some call me raghead, Some call me desert dweller. Some call me curry-breath, Some call me f-ing nigger. This is not just my story, But of every person of color. In a world stolen by whites, Anything non-white is inferior. Upon receiving so much hate, I admit, sometimes I do feel gloomy. I know how it is to be cussed everyday, So I choose love no matter the agony. The tradition of hate has gone on long enough. I choose to be the break in habit on the world's behalf.”

“Nutty Community (The Sonnet) Crazy am I, crazy are you, When crazy together, we live anew. Miserable am I, miserable are you, When miserable together, I find joy in you. Broken am I, broken are you, When broken together, we are each other's glue. Insecure am I, insecure are you, When insecure together, we find it all untrue. Disfunctional am I, disfunctional are you, When disfunctional together, we function well. Fallen am I, fallen are you, When we fall together, we'll rise sure as hell. Let us go against ourselves in defying self-centricity. You be a nut, I'll be a nut, let's build a nutty community.”

“Home Country (The Sonnet) If immigrants ain't real Americans, Neither is our revered Lady Liberty. She too came from a distant land, Yet today she is the American epitome. If even this doesn't broaden your heart, What about the founders of our history! All of them were textbook immigrants, What white supremacists cuss as refugee. Any land that holds potential for ascension, Draws the repressed souls of humanity. Though I belong to the whole wide world, Land of Lady Liberty is my home country. A nation's character isn't defined by rigidity, It is defined by a hearty unity in diversity.”

“I Am Broken (The Sonnet) Yes I do care, not about what the snobs say, I care about how the deprived live. Yes I am obsessed, not with looking fancy, I am obsessed with alleviating others' grief. Yes I am greedy, not for wealth and possession, I am greedy to see sunshine on teary faces. Yes I am nuts, not for perfection or fashion, I am nuts about equity, honor and upliftment. Yes I am scared, not that I may get hurt, But that blinded by bias I may hurt someone. Yes I am insecure, not about getting deceived, But about losing control and causing harm. Yes I am broken, unstable and bonkers as hell, All 'cause others matter to me more than myself.”

“Sonnet of Life Lessons Rich is not the one who's got a lot of dough, But one whose touch make others forget their woe. Happy is not the one who's always chasing pleasure, But one who forgets all pleasure helping another grow. Success is not about getting recognition, Success is about achieving excellence beyond norm. Achievement is not when you reach a certain goal, But when your goal lifts others beyond your home. Destiny is not a script written by a superman, But one you write yourself with your labor and sweat. Sanctity is not what priests sell you at the church, But how you behave with others outside the church gate. Nobody can give you lessons of life packed in a few lines. If you know to help another, your heart knows all the lines.”

“Sonnet of Struggle The struggle of one, Is the struggle of all. Denying freedom to one, Is the beginning of collective fall. Lasting happiness for one, Is in the happiness of community. Even one soul without serenity, Is a world without serenity. The anguish of one, Casts shadow on collective mind. Even if one person falls behind, It is the fall of all humankind. Togetherness is another name for progress, Together forever, either as lovers or ashes.”

“Doctor's Sonnet A doctor is one who's gentle as a bird, A doctor is one who's brave as a soldier, A doctor is one who's amusing as a clown, A doctor is one who's caring as a mother. Treating the sick is not a comfort job, It is a difficult life without leisure and lure. If all you want are wealth and tranquility, Trade in your medical license for a liquor store. The world is filled with doctors most cold, Many don't practice medicine but self-centricity. Instruments and intellect don't make a doctor, Without warmth all pills lose their efficacy. Healthcare means aid first talk rules later. Better a kindhearted fool than a heartless monster.”

“Fully Vaccinated (The Sonnet) I am alive, well and fully vaccinated, Despite pledging allegiance to no authority. Listening to experts is not complacency, It's just an act of common sense humanity. You trust bus-drivers to get you to work, You trust pilots to fly you to places. Then why are you afraid to trust scientists, Without science we'd still be living like savages. State doesn't need to put microchip in your body, Future tech isn't needed to rule prehistoric veggies. Your dependency on social media is sufficient, To observe, manipulate and exploit your life stories. Be cautious of your online footprint, not inoculation. Be accountable and get your shot trampling all hesitation.”

“Vagina Power (The Sonnet) There's nothing special about growing balls, In fact, man-sack is the definition of weakness. If you wanna grow something, grow a vagina, For vagina is the epitome of resilience. There's an organism that goes through hell, Quite regularly, yet stands strong and brave. It is the source of all creation everywhere, Yet all through history it's been kept as slave. No love can surpass the love of a mother, No care can surpass a sister's care. Yet a society run by balls and bananas, Makes a hooker out of our mothers and sisters. Worship of balls is but a prehistoric mania. There will be no balls without a vagina.”