Crash at the gates
I have seen the vehicles crashing at the gates
They die on the spots without awaiting fate
It takes its toll and result is on the spot
Still it is accepted as entertainment sport
Same type of gates crashed all over the world
Some of the heads role when heat turns on very cold
They are pointed out in shoddy deals
Some doubts are cast on their integrity in real
Billions or even more does not appeal much
They have developed tendency as such
More money with fame and luxurious things at their disposal
More avenues find their attention with lucrative proposals
Liberty and freedom has done enough of damage
Law agencies have miserably failed to sustain and manage
What do we gain by granting enough of rights for violation?
It is big and eating us up from within posing a grave question
1G-,2 G and many more unknown ground
Such a planned robbery will never be found
Meticulous planning and its execution is very sound
They remain on the scene unruffled till pushed on ground
Many lawyers and intelligent brave minds open in filed
More grounds to cover with secret blessing and capture the yield
Why do we worry about the coffers when it is not going to be full?
Little cry on scene, crocodile tears, high nationalism and then may prevail lull
The corruption has found safe heaven
No one takes slight notice even
It has prevailed in past and may move on
No crusade against it can be won
It is global phenomena as they put
Not much can be done or sizable ice can be cut
It will prevail, in one form or another
You may join and lead luxurious life at the cost of others
Everybody has their own axe to grind
Where else such fine things we can find?
No punishment for unpardonable crime?
It is one of the best available life times
Let it rule and ruin us for generations
We may feel sad with every new revelation
It may soon be forgotten to be taken by another brand
Same breed but with different faces awaiting garland
No one thinks of divesting their voting rights?
No one thinks of expelling them to secluded place in flights?
They shamelessly occupy media coverage and enjoy prominence
What type of justice is this and proof of good governance?
The nation can not be build on ruins
The corrupt and dishonest can ruthlessly be turned
Not only good and stable nation we can expect
But with enough of regards and full respect
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A step to stop
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Who can stop your from falling on the ground?
Are there any similarities with failures to be found?
You may find the favor and gain the corner
It is life and success has to come later or sooner
It is very difficult, to reach the top of the ladder
You got to do it without help from any leader
It is time consuming and sometimes very difficult
You succeed in your attempts at cost of pride and insult
Slowly and steady always go ahead and win the race
He has everything to exhibit with smiling face
The standing and position take him to different world
He must try to stand firm there and not develop cold
It is easy to sustain and remain at the bottom
You can forget the palaces and stay in small room
You may all the c comforts in living as ordinary man
You are at liberty to surge ahead as much as you can
It takes lot of energy in the form of sincere efforts
You try to maintain lead with good rapports
It is certainly bound to yield good result
People may find you as an honest and come to consult
Success sometimes may lead you to commit folly
It may not be your intention as is seen wholly
You may not be able to digest it as good person
The arrogance may take over from you without any reason
The person tends to become unreasonably blind and arrogant
He seems to think that the success has come of its own and instant
No one has done anything for him or not even by his contemprory
The transitional period has passed off and stayed there temporary
When such things take place in head
It takes person to fall back from lead
He fails to understand the mood and unable to read
He is bound to fail in all the respects without correct feed
He will try to find the faults with the events
This will compel him to pass unnecessary comments
It will generate lot of heat and dissension
It may prove his graveyard for the lack of passion
To sustain the grown and.live with it is great art
You only need good luck and very good start
Luck may favor reward you for sincere attempt
The initial reaction may not be slow but very prompt
Stay wherever you are and sustain
Curb the defeatist tendencies and contain
See to it that nothing goes against your interest
You may be able to judge and come out as best
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A mother's day special
Who can stop your from falling on the ground?
Are there any similarities with failures to be found?
You may find the favor and gain the corner
It is life and success has to come later or sooner
It is very difficult, to reach the top of the ladder
You got to do it without help from any leader
It is time consuming and sometimes very difficult
You succeed in your attempts at cost of pride and insult
Slowly and steady always go ahead and win the race
He has everything to exhibit with smiling face
The standing and position take him to different world
He must try to stand firm there and not develop cold
It is easy to sustain and remain at the bottom
You can forget the palaces and stay in small room
You may all the c comforts in living as ordinary man
You are at liberty to surge ahead as much as you can
It takes lot of energy in the form of sincere efforts
You try to maintain lead with good rapports
It is certainly bound to yield good result
People may find you as an honest and come to consult
Success sometimes may lead you to commit folly
It may not be your intention as is seen wholly
You may not be able to digest it as good person
The arrogance may take over from you without any reason
The person tends to become unreasonably blind and arrogant
He seems to think that the success has come of its own and instant
No one has done anything for him or not even by his contemprory
The transitional period has passed off and stayed there temporary
When such things take place in head
It takes person to fall back from lead
He fails to understand the mood and unable to read
He is bound to fail in all the respects without correct feed
He will try to find the faults with the events
This will compel him to pass unnecessary comments
It will generate lot of heat and dissension
It may prove his graveyard for the lack of passion
To sustain the grown and.live with it is great art
You only need good luck and very good start
Luck may favor reward you for sincere attempt
The initial reaction may not be slow but very prompt
Stay wherever you are and sustain
Curb the defeatist tendencies and contain
See to it that nothing goes against your interest
You may be able to judge and come out as best
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Nothing to worry
There is nothing to worry and care about
Just commit mistake and you are out
You got to sharpen your weapon for defense
Not to attack but to sustain and halt the offense
The world is for quick, intelligent and fast
Who holds stand fast and doesn’t give up to last?
No one dares to question his integrity and doubts cast
Such is his influence over the areas which are vast
To strike first means half battle is won
Sunshine appears and dark clouds gone
We have to sum up to see the clear gain
To run on the track with fast moving train
It is not brave front to die for silly cause
Prepare for defense and intelligently pause
Strike at the time when enemy is fast asleep
Repent for the whole life for simple slip
It is how we continuously strive for betterment?
Cautious approach with calculated movement
Who knows where from the danger may lurk?
We got to fix, assess the reality and ceaselessly work
To shy away from the reality is little cowardice
It will not augment the efforts or needs to suffice
No one sheds tear for ordinary man’s demise
No prominence is give for breaking the promises
You will have to carve out your own kingdom
It is one in million that luck appears seldom
If you go for and grab then it is called wisdom
You get the prominence that of beautiful stardom
You may be forced to eat humbles pie
Advice may be rendered without asking and free
What should be avoided is simple known trap?
You may otherwise loose the face with heavy slap
Accept the challenge as it may be in any form
Whether you remain in form or out of form
Luck would smile at brave person or hero
Who has created space from nothing or zero?
Why to blame luck or fate?
They come in the scene very late
Brave person doesn’t believe in it and hate
He will evaluate first and then rate
Everything must be executed as per plan
No eleventh hour preparation or rush in van
Nothing should be left out when it is launched
Enemy should be on run off the scene when it is touched
These are good indication of full proof preparation
It should be planned after careful consideration
There should be no withdrawal when fully attacked
Assault must peter out when it is checked
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What Type Of Man
What kind of a man goes after a married woman
What kind of a man does it and proclaims his faith in GOD
What kind of man does the things that he shouldn't
Does that type of man think that he will never be caught.
What type of man leaves his children and his wife
What type of man puts his needs and his wants first
What type of a man is scared to fight his own fights
Does that type of man cares whose soul that he hurts.
What type of man talks behind other peoples backs
What type of man lies to make himself look tall in front of others
What type of man is scared to admit the guilt that he has done
Does that type of man think that we are his brothers.
What type of man will not work for a living
What type of man wants others to take care of him
What type of man thinks he is something but he's not
Does that type of man thinks that manhood is his friend.
What type of man cannot be used as an example
What type of man does not keep promises that he's made
What type of man should not be father to any child
Does that type of man know the price that a real man has paid.
What type of man thinks but he cannot think
What type of man looks but he truly does not see
What type of man hears but he does not listen
Does that type of man know that he could never be me.
Randy L. McClave
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Reflecting On Independence
We have freedom living every day, a liberty no man can take away,
Not the rights, a nation may give, in the land that one may now live,
It is a freedom they cannot herald, a freedom apart from this world,
The freedom Christians speak of, that comes from our Lord above.
Dispensed by The Lord and Creator, to all who come to The Savior,
A freedom in our Lord Jesus Christ, granted to us for all of this life,
Once we accept Christ in our heart, God’s Liberty shall never depart,
When in Christ, you become free; God’s Liberty carries into Eternity.
A nation’s laws we have now learned, by leaders can be overturned,
When by evil, they are driven; to repeal rights men were once given.
Under assault is our Godly Faith, we receive, strictly through Grace,
We see many rights slipping away, as moral laws continue to decay.
Rights established by any nation, lack a firm and Godly Foundation,
The laws built upon shifting sand, in coming days just will not stand,
As the nation faces amoral blight, as immorality then becomes right,
With righteousness all in the past, personal freedom just will not last.
Reflecting on Independence friend, will our Personal Freedoms end?
Here, where our fathers achieved, the liberty, we as citizens received,
It is times like this we are assured, of the Freedom in Christ our Lord,
That no nation can take from us, once in Christ we have put our trust.
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Civilization may.........
Civilizations may emerge fresh and vanish
Remains may be found later on but not finish
Excavations may shed some light on glorious past
There may be some reasons for its extinctions very fast
How does nation emerge with historical traditions?
Deep rooted love for holy land without condition
Every citizen ready to shed blood for its pride and honor
All to defend irrespective of old or young major or minor
Nation may remain within secured boundaries
It may have all the prosperity with big industries
Peace and stability may still elude the nation
Other neighbors may not like to have good relations
How can sentiments and attachments remain intact without identity?
Stable nation with strong defense is all call of the day and necessity
Nation can only prosper and rise with strong and resolute action
We the people of nation has every right to defend without any reaction
Can any nation prosper without popular support?
Is it not essential to live as one nation with good rapport?
Does then any nation may you look towards you for any weak spot?
I think they will refrain from any mad misadventure and dare not
It will be great shame if we have to live under constant fear
It will be living death if constantly agony and pain we have to bear
Nation will pass through identity crisis and suffer with humiliation
To live under shame may add insult and find no reconciliation
It is right said “don’t ask what country is doing for you”
But ask “what you are doing for the country”
It has deep meaning in it and quiet sensible thought behind
Any nation can’t afford to go without it and reasonably find
No nation can advance and have identity of its own
If it has no clear policy and stand clearly known
At least people of other nations may look toward with a respect
They will think twice before and enter into pact
Ancient civilizations were knows for its tolerance
“Live and let others live” was slogan free from any interfearence
This always formed corner stone of policy
Liberty and freedom were not the words from mighty
Liberal thoughts must prevail and message should go across
Let there be the free world with liberty thoughts and no threats to pose
No intimidation of any sort with mutual territorial integrity in tact
Let there be free flow of people to uphold the humanity in fact
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Fruit Tree
Fame is but a fruit tree
So very unsound.
It can never flourish
Till its stalk is in the ground.
So men of fame
Can never find a way
Till time has flown
Far from their dying day.
Forgotten while youre here
Remembered for a while
A much updated ruin
From a much outdated style.
Life is but a memory
Happened long ago.
Theatre full of sadness
For a long forgotten show.
Seems so easy
Just to let it go on by
Till you stop and wonder
Why you never wondered why.
Safe in the womb
Of an everlasting night
You find the darkness can
Give the brightest light.
Safe in your place deep in the earth
Thats when theyll know what you were really worth.
Forgotten while youre here
Remembered for a while
A much updated ruin
From a much outdated style.
Fame is but a fruit tree
So very unsound.
It can never flourish
Till its stalk is in the ground.
So men of fame
Can never find a way
Till time has flown
Far from their dying day.
Fruit tree, fruit tree
No-one knows you but the rain and the air.
Dont you worry
Theyll stand and stare when youre gone.
Fruit tree, fruit tree
Open your eyes to another year.
Theyll all know
That you were here when youre gone.
song performed by by Nick Drake
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How to redeem life
Pertinent question always knocking the mind,
Soul I honestly search, but answer not find,
Lucrative offers come on the way but rescind,
Unknown call from within always me remind,
I feel there is something which must be attained,
Salvation you may call but bondage not retained,
Attachment free link and true essence obtained,
Living in world but not isolation and detained,
Human life precious not to be easily lost,
Temptation more but not drawn at any cost,
May not find place when situation so worst,
I may turn good when honoured will be first,
How to lead a noble but simple life?
Will be most difficult as double edged knife,
I shall surge ahead not stop at this juncture,
Even when you find life wheel get puncture,
You may feel humiliation and path with obstacles,
Danger may lurk and not noticed by spectacles,
Not deterred by setbacks path should be found,
Worth will be mission and goal seem sound,
You are not free as surrounded by sides,
Which side to go will concern more besides,
If you choose left, right will be exposed,
So not to worry sides, trust only reposed,
Never assess good work but dump in the sea,
Either burry in ground or not attempt to see,
These small things emerge but may not matter,
It may harm more if mentioned or find utter,
This may not hamper your peaceful existence,
Life will be worth with powerful substance,
But even slight deviation or making distance,
Mission will be in jeopardy and quoted for instance.
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For New Poets
How do I feel for new poets?
Generally speaking I prefer to remain quiet
There can stand no other argument
It will derogatory to pass any comment
It is new environment and new concept
So many things to keep in mind and to be kept
I find them of entirely new breed
They are capable and need no feed
What did we do when whole world was in turmoil?
Liberty and freedom was main issue and on boil
How many things we planned and wrote?
Picking right things with references and quotes
Our hard won freedom has now different dimension
Shrouded with mystery and questions
I think today’s scene is quite different
Lot many things are not taken as inherent
Love and piece has taken back seat
False promises are made to look so sweet
No one raises voice or utter a word
No one wants to pick a thread and look little backward
Not that old generation was worth to be extra ordinary
But definitely there was substance and they took it as visionary
What do I find today and feel so sorry?
It lands me in controversy and adds some worry
What has happened to their pen?
They don’t protest for atrocities even
Little accreditation makes them to compromise on vital issues
There is lack of deep penetration for overall views
I don’t think they lack courage
But there is some deficiency to manage
More of negative sides gain momentum
As result the effect remains bare minimum
I would love to salute them also
As they have resolved to move and go
New sun may emerge on sky’s horizon
New fronts will be opened and won
There may remain perceptional difference
We may be erring to draw the inference
Yet the goal remains same for love and peace
Happy voyage to all and spending life at ease
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A defence line
The country is secured by its own fellow citizens
No out side help can save even if it comes then
It is national pride and sacrifice that may help
All necessary precaution can stave off situation with correct steps
It is our sacred duty to rush for help and defend
You must rush for help and can’t pretend
It has to be protected at all cost
It must occupy our attention and remain upper most
We are duty bound and committed to defend territorial integrity
Whether it is in case of internal disturbances or by mutiny
The state must find itself in preparedness and challenge
It is their internal matter and must be able to manage
It gives sense of belonging to the motherland
Strong nations may try to be hostile or be friend
The diplomacy must also play part to ward off danger
Nothing should be thought of out of anger
The nation can be pushed off by many years
Many human lives are lost amidst fears
The economy may remain in doldrums
The nation can’t sing glory by beating drums
Each dropp of blood may strengthen our belief
It may provide sense of security with relief
No price can be compared to that of freedom
This type of occasion arrives seldom
Is it not the reflection of our strong mind?
Can that be compared with or any where find?
What are all factors that can contribute to great cause?
The nation can survive the test and uniformly pause
People may not mind to offer voluntarily any kind of service
It is not mechanical piece or form of any device
This type sense is generated towards mainland
Their existence is dependant mainly on strong bond
Who may not want their land free from any occupation?
How can they bear any insult based on discrimination?
Who will grant them prestige and pride once under domination?
They can never accept slavery and is out of question
The country can heave a sigh of relief where people are vigilant
They may rise to occasion even if that has to be instant
It is not for asking but as matter of sacred duty
Motherland is to be defended without any doubt and fully
We have come across and tested it on number of occasion
We have stood for maintaining amity and friendly relation
If that has been taken as weakness then we have stood our ground
The necessary precautions coupled with popular support is found
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Defence line
The country is secured by its own fellow citizens
No out side help can save even if it comes then
It is national pride and sacrifice that may help
All necessary precaution can stave off situation with correct steps
It is our sacred duty to rush for help and defend
You must rush for help and can’t pretend
It has to be protected at all cost
It must occupy our attention and remain upper most
We are duty bound and committed to defend territorial integrity
Whether it is in case of internal disturbances or by mutiny
The state must find itself in preparedness and challenge
It is their internal matter and must be able to manage
It gives sense of belonging to the motherland
Strong nations may try to be hostile or be friend
The diplomacy must also play part to ward off danger
Nothing should be thought of out of anger
The nation can be pushed off by many years
Many human lives are lost amidst fears
The economy may remain in doldrums
The nation can’t sing glory by beating drums
Each dropp of blood may strengthen our belief
It may provide sense of security with relief
No price can be compared to that of freedom
This type of occasion arrives seldom
Is it not the reflection of our strong mind?
Can that be compared with or any where find?
What are all factors that can contribute to great cause?
The nation can survive the test and uniformly pause
People may not mind to offer voluntarily any kind of service
It is not mechanical piece or form of any device
This type sense is generated towards mainland
Their existence is dependant mainly on strong bond
Who may not want their land free from any occupation?
How can they bear any insult based on discrimination?
Who will grant them prestige and pride once under domination?
They can never accept slavery and is out of question
The country can heave a sigh of relief where people are vigilant
They may rise to occasion even if that has to be instant
It is not for asking but as matter of sacred duty
Motherland is to be defended without any doubt and fully
We have come across and tested it on number of occasion
We have stood for maintaining amity and friendly relation
If that has been taken as weakness then we have stood our ground
The necessary precautions coupled with popular support is found
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Moon lost
My moos is completely lost,
I don’t know at what cost,
But it is likely and most,
He is frozen like frost,
I am Fiza (name) and loved him,
Life took difficult turn and we decided,
Took vow to live together and reside,
Leaving all worries and tension beside,
He being very influential and powerful,
Ministerial berth but very honest and colourful,
Vowed never to desert and stay as one,
Not to worry for life and care for none,
He sacrificed luxurious living and position,
As I was only one for him and others out of question,
Though married to a woman but found me real,
Never lead happy life and more wounds to heal,
Life was full of challenge and danger to life,
But still preferred to be his companion and wife,
Left behind prestigious job and honour,
I took his word as promise and glamour,
We both converted to facilitate the marriage,
Names were ready for smooth carriage,
There was no problem so long it worked,
No one objected and no one poked
Things were not to stop at this,
So many things against and miss,
Both were ready to face any challenge,
But soon to face odd and revenge,
All sorts of pressure building and mounting,
Things look so different and hostile surrounding,
All signals indicated not good and sounding,
Hell was to let loose for marriage undoing,
Moon (name) looked desperate and loosing ground,
Remembered old wife and memories found,
Started behaving different as found no charm,
Thought of deserting and doing more harm,
Moon didn’t surface and darkness prevailed,
I had to leave and had to keep face veiled,
Moon had disappeared gone in hiding,
No words or promises any more binding,
I waited for long for his return,
He had gone forever by making U-turn,
I was crying and making futile efforts,
Lost his company and old good rapports,
I will not rest till he comes back,
Is this not treachery and deceit?
I had sacrificed too much after long wait,
I leave it for judgment and waiting for fate,
I received SMS for separation and divorce,
Was that not done under threat and force?
I take it as affront and insult,
Not leave him easily and lawyers consult,
N.B. based on true story
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A hard to say good bye
It is very hard to say good bye
You may loose the strength even if you try
You can’t bear the separation
To loose him or her permanently is out of question
The intimacy is developed over the number of years
It is very difficult to miss and silently bear
The ears may be deafening for sweet voice to hear
Thee whole schedule may be off the track and out of gear
Its impact on mind is really devastating
It is layer in between and keeps it insulating
The grief and sadness appear all of sudden
It may isolate you from daily routine even
How in a friction of seconds a person can be no more?
How in no time ship an run aground and not reach the shore?
Is it not the life full of uncertainties and unsecured?
Can life be taken for sure and in terms measured?
No one can answer these questions in affirmative
No one will come to your rescue and not even your relatives
It is full of mystery and bound to happen
You must brace up for any eventuality and sharpen
No activity comes to grinding halt
There may prevail lull after strong assault
The tragedy may take place but impact may be little short
You must try to forget it and cut very short
You may come across such things on number of occasions
There may be lot of casualties at the time of invasions
Whole country may be reeling under the grief
It may remain there for quite time but stay for brief
Certain things may remain forever and have lasting effect
Every year they may remind us and force us to react
We will not be in position to offer condolences or act
This is reality of life and remains as barren fact
You may try to forget and give it a go bye
You may not remember and ask any question as to why?
The things still remain in your upper mind
You may not have satisfactory answer to find
You have loved your dear ones for quite long
They might have committed right or wrong
Still they occupy position close to your heart
It may remain hardest hit fact from the start
Let us not be carried away by pure sentiments
We may feel sorry for that particular moment
We can’t stop moving with sadness at all places
We got to move on to find the smiling faces
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Totally inactive
I die daily when go to sleep
There won’t be time left to weep
The final hour will be maintained
Not a single second more to be detained
It is onward journey and heavenly bound
No short cut or passage is found
The death bell may ring around
Perfectly when you have sleep very sound
Hardly for few hours are you active
In night you are dead and totally inactive
You may have new plans and future activities
It may end soon with lots of uncertainties
We embark on a venture which is unhelpful
No sureties whether it will shot sure or successful
Still futile bid for appeasing the false ego
The fate has waited for it years ago
No signal or warning to pack the plans
Not single second to alter the command
Leaving behind as it is for none to take care
Who knows you will be taken where?
Leave aside the futility of life for a second
Think about the next moment lying beyond
Nothing purposeful if planned not in participation
You won’t have even slight indication
Come in life next day to witness the cycle
Same routine and nothing new in circle
It is big round to find result and revolve around
Eyes may remain wide open in dismay when stand on ground
Helpless eyes may look in despair at sky
Thousands of thoughts to enter and pertinently ask why
What was the shortcoming not contemplated in mind?
Lot of confusion to over come and suitable answer to find
Is it not the illusory world that keeps us at large?
What we see is not water but a false mirage?
No firm ground or place to look and take refuge
Not sure of it but in disbelief eyes still refuse
So all in earnestness we die practically at night
Everything is left behind for others to make it right
Numbers of steps in mind to counter the move
Still no fear for self being forcefully removed
Sometimes days are longer than nights
Nights sometimes are longer to make it right
Hours remain same for correcting the trend
Where then time left to make the amend
So many shoddy deals take place in dark
Some of things are made unknown to embark
No one knows the exact launching time and place
We only know the ways and means to save the face
Utilize the day and rest in night
Nights are not meant to fight
Everything to come at stand still
Surrender everything at free and good will
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Bullet proof
You have laid your life in vain,
Worry was not for self main,
But the way it was to be put off,
Only because of jacket bullet proof,
Is it not the national shame?
Where there is no answer and only blame,
All credits for prompt action claim,
Still shameless remain at the helm!
It is all for the material inferior,
Obey the orders of superiors,
Lay down the life and call the warriors,
It is only because order of superiors,
Should we not call it a day of doom?
Flower faded and found no bloom,
National shame and all over gloom,
No answer and no monitoring room,
Have you ever heard bullet pierce through?
No guarantee for life if they are true?
Playing with precious life of man in uniform,
Not because they are unaware and in form,
Greed for easy money and fame,
Simple way of playing life game,
No one to question what is their fate?
Interested only in commission and rate,
Time has come to test the integrity,
Not the quantity but best the quality,
Who can stand for the honour of the nation?
Will find the place without any question,
Note: - inferior purchase of bullet proof jackets resulted into the death of valiant police officers of Mumbai in the wake of 26/11 attack.
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On Threshold
Are we on threshold of second revolution?
Millions heart already felt its elation'
Few steps away to root out corruption
If things go with support without interruption
People can tolerate maximum
They have zero power tolerance and can bear to minimum
The elasticity can loose its sensitivity
If compromised with its quality
No tyranny can last long ever
People may not forget it forever
When chance come to strike
Tyrants has to flee and take firs flight
One voice is sufficient
To raise the banner and message be sent
It may create the ripples in enemy circle
They might now have sensed the trouble
This is how revolution takes place
It is for survival and not for any race
Popular will is against the misrule
They can’t make everybody fool
Country must come first above everything
Its unique stand and pride is meant for something
No matter how much sacrifice we have to give?
Else our future generation may not forgive
The holy soil always wants sacrifice
A stable stand and with full of promises
That land may remain sacred and for all
The poor and deprived ones must receive attention and call
We can do even without meals
But they should not make move to steal
On our freedom and hard won liberty
At the cost of our inability and poverty
We may die for honor
But not for corruption and dishonor
They must get warning signal
That there may be unpleasant situation on arrival
Let there be good sense and prevail
All systems may not work and fail
We stand together for it not to succeed
They must pay the respect and heed
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Burning question
I kept on trying to assess
Some secret facts with no aspects
What was need for all those moments?
What would have happened in absence of those movements?
Any sensible person would sit one day in corner
Make analytical study of life graph later
What was his ultimate goal and urgent need?
Was it real pursuance or simply a greed?
At best of the side, some safe side arguments may prevail
Some where I might have succeeded and some where failed
But over picture suggested that I never tracked back
As everything was calibrated well and nothing was at stake
Even thought life was mystery and burning question
I was averse to one aspect of maintaining the good relation
I might have witnessed many ups and down
But this was only possible and easy route known
Enough of wealth sometimes fails to rescue
People disregards you and differently view
Some arrogant behavior on my part might have annoyed them
I had thought of that concern but failed miserably to convey
It is reasonable to try hard and achieve the result
That speaks of strong resolve and capability inbuilt
Nothing should come on the way to dishearten you
All out approach must be made to achieve and go through
I laughed out many times as how many were left behind
They had no hint or clue as how to reach out end and find
I had out smarted all and went through the success ladder
It was given to me as nick name of best achiever and trader
I have no regret or feel ashamed of what I did in past
It was hard struggle and crusade to stay in race and last
Even animal might have reacted strong if life was in danger
I did nothing irrationally, irrelevant or out of anger
I keep on smiling on my long track record
It was gentleman’s behavior with strong words
I got what I wanted in life and prevailed
Helped family in distress and successfully bailed
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A Firm Foundation
God takes you through His Revelation, to put you on a firm foundation,
He takes you from your shaky ground, to build on The Truth you found.
Many men come from every nation, drawn to Truth through Revelation,
And the Truth that these men found, is The Rock that’s sure and sound.
The Rock my friend is Jesus Christ; He’s a firm foundation for your life.
When you enter through The Door, He sets your footing firm and sure.
Friend, even in the midst of strife, your firm foundation is Jesus Christ.
An Eternal Rock is Christ our Lord; He is firm and steady forevermore.
Christ is more than just salvation, for He is The Light of every nation.
As you travel the world’s night, Christ, my friend, is your guiding light.
Safely guided to your destination, being led by The God of creation.
Christ will bring you through the night, in a way that is sure and right.
When you come to Jesus Christ, you my friend, shall have a surer life.
Indeed, a surer life in any place, leaning upon God’s Awesome Grace.
Filled with the peace of Jesus Christ, as you go through pain and strife,
For at any time and in any place, you friend, can seek The Lord’s face.
Indeed, Christ is a firm foundation, that leads you to Eternal Salvation,
And when you get through this night, you will see God’s Eternal Light.
When in your life The Lord is found, you will be upon Eternal Ground.
So my friend, come to Jesus Christ, and you shall inherit Eternal Life.
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Missed Chance
It was missed chance
Such type of moments comes only at once
Consider it as heavenly sent chance
That takes place in two heart's presence
I knew of your double mind
You were confused for real joy to find
You had everything at your disposal
As it needed no fresh proposal
Certainly my heart missed a beat
As there was tremendous warmth and heat
You were hanging in my arms
Was it a signal before storms?
The joy was reflected on your face
Was it an end of passion or mad race?
I could decide nothing and left it to you
The feelings and attachment was only true
It is timely aggression and gentle flow
It can take anybody by surprise with blow
One must think seriously and become slow
As it may be last chance to think and go
I smiled at your sudden withdrawal
Even though it was expected on arrival
You may retrace step and lay in dilemma
As this was life time question and not drama
I let you go silently and watched
I was up in bed and thoroughly searched
Asked question many times to own soul
Was there any fault with me or any foul?
The answer may never be found
As it has its own reality ground
One must be thorough with what one is doing
Rest all follows with clear understanding
I bet she was wrong at that time
As decision has to be taken sometimes
Time waits for none and opportunity is lost
One may never know how much it has cost
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Give me blood
'Give me blood, I will give you freedom'
The great son and patriot gave invitation with slogan
I shall take you to the shore of liberty
You deserve it by right and not by charity
Was it vision, love for country or pure wisdom?
These words can be heard seldom
Have we not bartered our freedom to few members?
Hardly few may find place now to remember
Country has become house hold of few
They have little time spare or no time or view
It is forced dynastic rule with no future for people
Praise the dynasty, have blessings and rule
Whom do we blame for such down fall?
The self rule for people without dashing against wall
Was it calculated move to pass on the helm of affairs?
Still to term it as great struggle and very fair
Country passing in turmoil and hungry foxes cry foul
Not responding to conscience and searching soul
Who else can rise from the grave and lead us to dreamland
Where our forefathers promised us a free land
Why did they all sacrifice life for nothing?
Was it the only aim to gain something?
They may be watching helplessly from heaven
In which way our heroic struggle has been proven?
Why all tall promises are made everyday?
The poor have nothing to fill in belly for a day
Life has become cheap and no means to lead a way
What are they all talking of subway, highway or motor way?
We shall be true republic and in every sense secular
We shall have not only peace and security in particular
But will power to quench the thrust of millions of hungry
All these only after firing at restless mob turning angry
We have nothing to offer poor a shelter
We have no planning to see welfare and cater
We can swallow not in millions but only in billions
One corrupt player watches another to enter on stage from pavilion
The freedom has become joke and an instrument
To establish rule of scoundrels with money and muscle movement
Where from all these countless money are poured in
What is there to rejoice on any republic day for win?
Let us not shed any tears or feel sad for departed souls?
They were not scammers, statute politicians but idiots and fools?
Why no father advised them what will be fate of their freedom struggle?
The country will be turned in wrestling ground and free for grab in jungles
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