RESISSTANCE IS LIFE COMPROMISE IS DEATH ---- AKSHR

 

RESISSTANCE IS LIFE COMPROMISE IS DEATH

To live with honor, colliding with falsehood is a must,
To cast the shroud of compromise straight into the dust.

He who bowed to convenience, did he ever truly live?
For life to spark, a raging storm is what we must give.

Resistance alone teaches the true art of being alive,
Silence is absolute death—knowing this is how we survive.

A 'yes' on the lips but fear in the heart is cowardice plain,
To speak the truth against the world is our ultimate gain.

He who feared was trapped and died in expediency's net,
Break the chains of fear today, let the stage be safely set.

Never bow, never sell your soul, let this be life's decree,
Turn the tide of adverse times and set your spirit free.

The Epic Within: --- AKSHR

The Epic Within:

O creature of clay, bound by the chains of your own grief,

How long will you wither in this dark, silent corner?

How long will you let the venom of your unwept tears

Scorch the very fabric of your divine soul?

You have wrapped yourself in the shroud of despair,

Chanting the elegies of a time that has passed.

But listen! Life is not a stone that stands still.

This stillness you court is but the whisper of death.

Lift your heavy head from your bruised knees,

Unseal those eyes, blinded by the dark.

Rise! For the dawn has grown weary of waiting.

Rise! For the long distances are calling your name.

And once you stand, unbowed beneath the sky,

Do not cage the tempest raging in your chest.

Break open the rusted doors of your heart,

Find a true companion, a mirror to your soul,

Or fall to your knees before the Maker of Stars,

And speak...

Speak every secret you have buried alive.

Bring forth the whimpers that died in your throat,

The radiant dreams that fell broken in the dust,

The deep, bleeding wounds that time refused to heal.

Rise, and share the burden of your soul!

For as long as you lock the truth inside,

This shadow within you will never dissolve,

Your agonizing pain will never find its cure.

Rise, break the silence, and claim your truth. 

Rise and Speak Your Heart ---- AKSHR

 

Rise and Speak Your Heart

Awake from the prison of slumber, let awareness ignite,

Rise up now, for the morning has broken the grip of night.

This suffocating silence will devour you from within, my friend;

Find a soul who listens, and let your hidden truths take flight.

How long will you remain locked in the dungeon of your ego?

Let someone share the grief that keeps your spirit tight.

You shall cross the burning desert and reach your destiny,

Only when hope becomes the steed you ride with might.

Rise up, and speak your heart to one who holds your secrets close;

Perhaps this sacred sharing will grant your weary soul its light.

 

 

Simple to Be Happy, Difficult to Be Simple ---- AKSHR

 

Simple to Be Happy, Difficult to Be Simple

Happiness is a small flame,
yet we search the sun in distant skies,
burning our hands on shadows
we mistake for light.

A cup of tea,
a moment without hurry,
a smile that asks for nothing back—
these are kingdoms we overlook.

We build towers of wanting,
then complain of distance from peace,
not knowing peace was sitting
beside the first step.

To be happy is simple—
like breathing, like rain, like dawn,
but to be simple
we must unlearn the weight of everything we carry.

And so we walk,
 between noise and silence,
slowly discovering
that less was never empty—

it was always enough. 

Hatred Seeks Exposure --- AKSHR

 

Hatred Seeks Exposure

Hatred seeks the crowded square,
A thousand eyes,
A million ears,
A restless wind
To carry its whispers
Into every waiting heart.

It paints its banners
With borrowed fears,
Builds its towers
From broken trust,
And crowns itself
King of division.

It shouts
Because truth need not.

It points
Because wisdom listens.

It burns
Because love creates.

Yet somewhere,
Far from the noise,
A child shares bread
With another child.
A stranger offers shelter.
A teacher opens a book.
A nurse holds a trembling hand.
A neighbor forgives.

No headlines announce
These quiet revolutions.

Still,
They reshape the world.

Hatred seeks exposure,
But compassion seeks expression.

Hatred demands applause,
Love asks only
For another chance.

When hatred raises its voice,
Let understanding answer.

When anger builds its walls,
Let kindness open its gates.

For darkness
Can only borrow the night,

But dawn
Arrives
Without permission.

And every sunrise
Writes across the sky—

Hatred may seek exposure,

But love
Needs only
A single heart
To begin
Lighting
The world.

Audit .... Filter ... Execute ... AKSHR

 

The economic value of urban forestry .... AKSHR

 

The economic value of urban forestry

Urban forestry generates significant economic returns by reducing municipal infrastructure costs for storm water management, lowering private energy consumption, and increasing property values through enhanced aesthetic appeal. Investing in city trees provides a measurable financial benefit, with studies showing up to 30% lower AC costs and 3% to 15% higher home values.