Darkness - A Monologue

The sun they say is immortal
Five billion years and then it is gone!!
Then it shall be darkness
Darkness all around!
No more planets and no more life
So whom do you think is immortal now
I AM DARKNESS
AND IMMORTALITY IS MINE!
Manifested as evil
Manifested as bad
I and evil go hand in hand they say!!
Pessimistic idiots...
Do you know the truth??
Nothing on earth can live without sleep
And not all on earth can sleep without me!!
"Attention you idiots
Hear to me I say!"
Shadow they say is the sole company
What is shadow??
Its nothing but me!
None cares for me
None on earth
But I not care for none
I care for everyone.
Life with its tragedies
Does put you off!!
Thats when you go in search of peace!
And when you find it no where
You come to me!
Atlast its me
The sole consoler
Silence is my voice
You come for my words
Alone in your room
Its I who console you!

Life they say is the worthiest thing on earth
Hey you human
When do you think
You create this life?
You create this life?
Its when I rule
Under my protection
That most lives on earth are created indeed!!
And so you idiot
Dare not to speak
In a pessimistic way of my nature
"For I am darkness
The only Immortal!
I am Darkness
The only Immortal!"

Its I who beautify the magnificent stars!
Its I who beautify the magnificent night
When towers and buildings soar high into sky
Enlighten and give
A feast to the eye!

White they say is the colour of peace
Black indeed is the colour of me
Its when I rule that peace mostly rules
So its black which should be the colour of peace
For nights are more peaceful
than the hustly bustly day
and hence I swear
That black is peace!!

Ans os you idiot
Dare not to defame me!
I AM DARKNESS
THE ONLY IMMORTAL
I AM DARKNESS
THE TRUE IMMORTAL!!

- NAS

ALL THE WORLD IS A STAGE

All the world is a stage
And all men and women players
This stage ain't got directors
Nor a script or screenplay of its own
The players make the play
With their unique pen and sword
Unique in the way he plays
Unique in the mask he wears
Unique in the words he chooses
And unique in the way he hides the sword beneath his words..
The winners are not those who are great writers,
But those who are good readers,
Good enough to look deep beneath the words,
Good enough to have understood that
"In every created man lies a devil which deserves no trust"...

Lincoln’s Letter to his Son’s Teacher

He will have to learn, I know,
that all men are not just,
all men are not true.
But teach him also that
for every scoundrel there is a hero;
that for every selfish Politician,
there is a dedicated leader…
Teach him for every enemy there is a friend,

Steer him away from envy,
if you can,
teach him the secret of
quiet laughter.

Let him learn early that
the bullies are the easiest to lick…
Teach him, if you can,
the wonder of books…
But also give him quiet time
to ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky,
bees in the sun,
and the flowers on a green hillside.

In the school teach him
it is far honourable to fail
than to cheat…
Teach him to have faith
in his own ideas,
even if everyone tells him
they are wrong…
Teach him to be gentle
with gentle people,
and tough with the tough.

Try to give my son
the strength not to follow the crowd
when everyone is getting on the band wagon…
Teach him to listen to all men…
but teach him also to filter
all he hears on a screen of truth,
and take only the good
that comes through.

Teach him if you can,
how to laugh when he is sad…
Teach him there is no shame in tears,
Teach him to scoff at cynics
and to beware of too much sweetness…
Teach him to sell his brawn
and brain to the highest bidders
but never to put a price-tag
on his heart and soul.

Teach him to close his ears
to a howling mob
and to stand and fight
if he thinks he’s right.
Treat him gently,
but do not cuddle him,
because only the test
of fire makes fine steel.

Let him have the courage
to be impatient…
let him have the patience to be brave.
Teach him always
to have sublime faith in himself,
because then he will have
sublime faith in mankind.

This is a big order,
but see what you can do…
He is such a fine little fellow,
my son!

~ Abraham Lincoln