My Prayer
No stone may turn when I walk,
No being may pain when I talk,
No man may dread of my knock,
And this I ask of you to stock.
- By Munnan Misra

My Father
He is a man immortal,
He is a man not passable,
He is a man unique,
He is a man with technique.
He is kind, he is pure,
He is simple, he is sure,
He is generous and a genius,
He is gentle and a serious.
He is my father and no more,
He is my love that’s for sure,
He is the candle with the light,
That shows the path of my life.
- By Munnan Misra

Smoke
The soul of fire rises from its pyre,
Shades deeper does it go shyer,
Effortlessly meandering its way higher,
Into nothingness – yet from every fire.
- By Munnan Misra

The Nuclear Question
Any act against the constitution,
Must be cleared to be but void,
But atomic acts against humanity,
Are the strength to be but tried.
The future of any of the countries,
Does lie way above its people,
And the future of humanity -
On numerous BOMBS so ample.
- By Munnan Misra

Silent Death
With cries unheard,
With tearless tears,
With wrought un-thought,
The leaf did swaying drop.
A thick thicker than thickest,
Where not a ray does peep,
No leaf to touch or stone,
But shed with soundless moan.
The merciless sun does beat,
The life which is so sweet,
And leaves it standing bare,
Naked – none to care.
The crumples and drops,
As sun mercilessly chops,
To mix with soil below,
Dried, crushed – No growth!
- By Munnan Misra