Humanitarian Poetry Quotes

“I Write to Destroy You (The Sonnet)

I don’t write to pamper your ego,
I don't write to give you comfort.
I don't write to teach you self-love,
I write to destroy all selfish thought.
I don't write to inspire your pride,
I don't write to cater to your insecurity.
I don't write to entertain shallowness,
I only write to abolish self-centricity.
I don't write to tickle the instaslaves,
I don't write to peddle false perfection.
I don't write to lick the privileged boots,
I write to make soldiers of self-annihilation.
My science and my art were born on the street.
That's where I learnt, all suffering is born of greed.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Giants in Jeans: 100 Sonnets of United Earth

“Noviolence 2.0 (The Sonnet)

Nonviolence is not absence of violence,
Nonviolence is control over violence.
Justice doesn't mean absence of injustice,
Justice means absence of indifference.
Liberty doesn’t mean total lack of limits,
Liberty means to practice self-regulation.
Free speech doesn't mean reckless speech,
Free speech means speaking for ascension.
Order does not mean absence of chaos,
Order means presence of accountability.
Peace does not mean absence of conflicts,
Real peace comes from elimination of bigotry.
No more nonchalant nonviolence, it's a coward's way!
Awake, arise ‘n humanize, or in tomb the world will lay.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Dervish Advaitam: Gospel of Sacred Feminines and Holy Fathers

“Lives to Serve Before I Sleep


Lives to serve before I sleep,
Cause service is my salvation;
Wounds to heal before I sleep,
Cause time is wailing for absolution;
Bridges to build before I sleep,
Cause too many walls are raised already;
Peoples to unite before I sleep,
Cause civilization is trembling and walking unsteady.

Shackles to shatter before I sleep,
Cause corruption festers in the stagnant norm;
Labels to erase before I sleep,
Cause they've only confused our global dorm;
Sects to humanize before I sleep,
Cause segregation has weakened the human bond;
Blades to burn before I sleep,
Cause they've turned the world into a bloody pond.

Tears to wipe before I sleep,
Cause the society is lost in fun;
Homes to heal before I sleep,
Cause ego has wrecked the nests a ton;
Biases to alleviate before I sleep,
Cause bigotry has outweighed compassion;
Purity to pour before I sleep,
Cause all are chasing petty gratification.

Spirits to lift before I sleep,
Cause the minds are running dry;
Gods to build before I sleep,
Cause orthodoxy makes humanity cry;
Wars to end before I sleep,
Cause no life is expendable and puny;
Humans to raise before I sleep,
Cause where humans act human there reigns harmony.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Lives to Serve Before I Sleep

“Life in People (The Sonnet)

A rich egotist came and said,
You 'n I are quite the same you see,
You control people with words,
I control people with money.
I burst out in laughter 'n replied,
I feel sorry for you, o poor mental.
You look for life in the palace,
While I found my life in people.
You keep hoarding luxury,
While I chose a life of simplicity.
You crawl all life fearing death,
I made friends out of death ‘n destiny.
You stay aloof on pedestal patronizing people.
I labor at love’s altar egalitarianizing people.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Dervish Advaitam: Gospel of Sacred Feminines and Holy Fathers

“The Motto Sonnet

Hard as steel and soft as flower,
That's the motto for a civilized human.
Tough as thunder, sweet as honey,
That's the motto for a braveheart human.
Not too much unguided sentiments,
Not too much intellectual coldness,
To give either of them total slack,
Is to bring destruction and lifelessness.
Corazón primero, después dinero,*
Thus speaks the human of revolution.
Humanidad primero, después verdad,**
That's the motto for the being of evolution.
Strength, warmth ‘n reason, all are needed.
And all are to be guided by oneness uncorrupted.


(*Heart first, money later. **Humanity first, truth later.)”
― Abhijit Naskar, Dervish Advaitam: Gospel of Sacred Feminines and Holy Fathers

“World is My Valentine (The Sonnet)

My first and foremost love is society,
Romance 'n things are second priority.
My love seeks not to be loved in return,
In fact, my love thrives in cold nonreciprocity.
Mine is not to reason why, mine is to love and die,
There's no greater love than that of a one-sided lover.
The world is to me what Julia was to Saint Valentine,
And what the impoverished were to Nicholas Santa.
A world anemic in love needs a day to celebrate love,
I am a lover eternal, for me every day is valentine's day.
The world is my valentine, as such it is under my care,
It's my duty to protect it from Claudius' mischievous play.
I shall stop breathing before I break this pledge of mine.
There's no greater power than the pledge of a lover divine.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables

“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 12

After all this time, the sun doesn't say to us,
Listen you guys, you owe all your light to me.
The trees don’t grab our throat with its vines,
And yell, all your air and food are my charity.
A candle does not burn to be appraised,
But because to burn is the purpose of a candle.
A candle not burning is no candle at all,
Be a burning candle and live life purpose-driven.
Life is a vessel of infinite majesty and potential,
Let us not let it rot at the shore playing safe.
Come hail or high water, let us be shredded,
Let us be annihilated in service and in help.
Let us be human, let us be alive across all narrowness.
Let us be the shinning beacon of supreme unselfishness.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables

“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 85

Enough with leaving this world,
In the hands of old fuddy-duddies.
Mark you, I ain't talkin' about age,
I am talkin' about mental maturity.
Long enough we've allowed tradition,
To wreak havock on our precious planet.
It's time for reason and nonrigidity,
To stand up and take charge, all unbent.
Inhumanity persists in our world,
Because the humans give a consensual wave.
It's time for the grown-ups to grow up and,
Redeem reins from those with both feet in the grave.
Ancient relics belong in museum, not in driver's seat.
It's for the young of head 'n heart to get the society lit.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables

“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 4

Raise your power in silence,
Become a dynamite of resilience.
Head high and chest emboldened,
March on with uncorrupt conscience.
Be the heart that loves and lifts,
Be the hand that shares might.
Feel the talk and talk the feel,
Be the mirror of sight beyond sight.
Be the first when no one comes,
Be the last when all are gone.
Be the one who sits not still,
Be the rays of a dutiful dawn.
You are the order you seek outside.
To be human is to put coldness aside.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables

“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 8

Give me a spark of your nerves,
I'll turn it into thunder strike.
Give me a tremor of your lips,
I'll turn it into landslide.
Give me a teardrop of your eyes,
I'll turn it into tsunami.
Give me the sweat of your labor,
I'll turn it into hydroelectricity.
Give me a beat of your heart,
I'll turn it into an earthquake.
Give me a touch of your fingers,
I'll turn it into society’s duct tape.
Ingredients of reform are born of your veins.
Renounce your apathy and reform will rain.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables

“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 32

Don't wait up for destiny to happen to you,
Stand up and be the destiny of the world.
I didn't wait for the world to happen to me,
I stood up and happened to the world.
Sit no more holding out for a magical messiah,
All the world's magic is just human creation.
Magic is just code for human determination,
There is nothing paranormal, only dedication.
No more bowing in front of the altar of tradition,
Be a radical star and explode for your purpose.
Your light shall live on in people's memory,
As you pour out all life for the good of others.
Destiny and fate are constructs of fear and insecurity.
Conquer your fears and rise as the human almighty.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables

“The Gentalist Sonnet

I only ask one thing of my soldier – everything!
Give up all, so that those with nothing receive life.
What can I give to thee, except for this life of mine,
Says the brave gentalist across all personal strife.
Gente means people, and people are the music of life.
Love the people, lift the people, people are the way.
Not your people, not my people, it's all one people.
Once you feel it in your bones, uplift is on its way.
I don't believe in a messiah, I don't believe in a god,
‘Cause I’m far too accountable for my society, my world.
Thus speaks the gentalist, burning with a sense of duty,
Thus speaks the living aid, who ain’t no mythical lord.
If a chunk of alum can purify a bucket of putrid water,
Your heart can purify the world with its gentalist power.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables

“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 79

When we end up together,
That's not an end, but the beginning.
It's division that ends all journey,
End division, ‘n life will have true beginning.
Century after century went on with division,
Yet unity is forever, division is nonexistence.
To breathe, eat, mate and sleep, ain't existence,
To help, heal, lift and light, that's existence.
We've got intellect, we've got sentiment,
All are useless if they don't help erase division.
Human is another name for undivision,
Not another synonym for discrimination.
To have 'n to hold, mustn't be a vow between just two.
Make it one among all, and soon unity will be true.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables

“Honor He Wrote Sonnet 77

Be a muse to the world, not a mole.
Be a flute to the world, not a fluke.
Be a whistle to the world, not a hoax.
Be a warm coat to the world, not a coup.
Be O2 to the world, not CO.
Be water to the world, not booze.
Be a castle to the world, not another chaos.
Be ointment to the world, not another wound.
If you can't be a castle, be an apartment,
If you can't be an apartment, be a hut.
It's not about the size of your sacrifice,
It's about the intent, you impetuous lovenut!
Be a lamp, ladder or lego, what, it doesn't matter.
Just be something that makes the world better.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables

“No conviction ought to be final except assimilation.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Honor He Wrote: 100 Sonnets For Humans Not Vegetables