Gone were the days
Gone were the days of high standard
National sentiments only to look forward
Not a word to be said in dishonor
It was love for motherland and called for
Now no more nations but only ration
Cast, creed and religion only equation
More crowds and more weight
Individual is taken to new height
No qualification but only criteria
The hatred and intolerance prevail like bacteria
Land grabbers, mafias and dishonest rule
Public suffer and voice to ruffle
This present day of context
Hereditary rule is only best
Thousands of new rulers in form of misters
They prove to be known as dishonest and sinister
At the time of taking oath or as beginner
They were just an ordinary man or commoner
The fortune start swinging in no time or sooner
It serves as lucrative business for the opener
Money start changing hand
Known enemies or adversaries become friends
All find prosperous future at the end
Gather as much as you can with new trend
Deny the hand and offer argument
Avoid public appearance and offer no comment
Law will take its own course and punish the guilty
The skillful show with mastery, oratory and ability
The rulers are know criminals now
The public still loves them and no one knows how?
What is going to be fate for coming generation?
No one comes forward with startling revelations?
I may not weep along with others
I shall blame the self and bother
What can be fault on my part?
I have known politics as an art
Only faces change but not the scene
Same people come with new theme and seen
Indulging in same practice with lot more indemnity
It goes on with same intensity and continuity
I will have to accept it as incurable disease
Number of restrictions may not let or ease
The fortune is taken away from the land
And deposited secretly in foreign land
Who will raise the banner of revolt?
It may receive only set back or jolt?
You may be wiped out from the face of earth
You will be eliminated or face the death
Democracy was never a question
It was to b served as powerful institution
Nothing can be compared as best solution
Power is rested in hands of people with resolution
If you can not match with bullet
Use at least conscience and ballet
Do not allow grabbers and looters?
A free will to send shooters
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Grabbers and Looters
Even though we all are stage actors
We still lack courage and need mentors
Politics has become an easy way of amassing wealth
Where as public has accepted the deterioration in moral health
You need no expertise mafia style of functioning
Any seat any where in India is available with auctioning
Such a well knit organization with yes men around
Indian democracy is suited to all and legitimately found
I have high hope for its success
Even though people are denied access
Judiciary has become long process
Fewer days for function and more days for recess
'Not guilty unless found and proved in court'
What can you term this procedure of any sort?
Can that be appreciated for lingering justice?
Where have gone all high ideals and promises?
Our forefathers dreamed of beautiful and strong nation
Based on equality, freedom and for neighborly good relation
What has it turn out to be in public eye and in general?
Will it witness downfall or go for quick funeral?
In general the political class has presented worst scene
Dignity, integrity and honesty is not apparent and rarely seen
Low standard of morality and unruly scenes are order of the day
Parliamentary norms are forgotten and temple status is thrown away
They have mastered the art of telling lies with no shame
Everything in their store to accuse others and pass the blame
Almost majority of the members are with dark history
They have the powerful system to their rescue not to feel sorry
Land grabbing and laundering of national wealth is common
Cut backs, commissions and shady deals are generally known
'But who will bell the cat' and bring them to books
They have power, money and muscles to prove powerful crooks
Life has become really hell for the want of effective control
No one can exactly say or assert who has grabbed or stole?
We are passing to next generation a scene of grabbers and looters
Gangsters, kidnappers, traitors and above all fear of sharp shooters
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Traitors of today
Traitors of today occupy imminent position
Well orchestrated songs in praise for composition
Establishment of personal rule over millions of people
Can not look forward for anything good and are unable
What have they to do for their own country?
Rob, steal, cut backs and commission in form of money?
Add vows to already worsened poverty?
Can any one tell us when this will end misery?
I have all praise and kudos for their divine talent
We have tears in eyes but nothing more to lament
What else do they deserve to invite us for comment?
We prefer to be mere spectator and be silent
In ancient time people were hanged to death
For crimes, murders and ill gotten wealth
Today it is considered as an adorable art
Academicians, politicians present themselves as smart
Where is the national interest and security?
How can one claim to be powerful and mighty?
When house is full of defaulters and selfish?
Searching for troubled water to catch the fishes
Why are we facing such national scene?
Such a low lever acts were never witnessed or seen?
How come national wealth is deposited in foreign banks?
How come National security weakened and remains with unsecured flank?
I am no crocodile to shed the tears
I am immune and have no fears
I have power and money to manage the show
I can reign supreme and in full readiness to grow
O, countrymen wake up and prepare for national funeral
Decorate with honor and shields upon their arrival
They are our heroes to barter and take away the freedom
Such things may never appear to witness seldom
I feel pity upon those who foolishly laid down their lives
Curse on those parents who push their children and believe
“The motherland is precious than heaven” and come forward
Time has come now to think and look back ward
Where are those golden days when promises were kept?
Words were honored and nights were spent without being slept?
The national interest ruled supreme in the mind and at heart
Where from to pick thread now and with open mind to restart?
I do not blame the culture or present set up
We have degraded ourselves and deserve to be shut up
We can see the scoundrels flourish with position and wealth
Who bother’s about country men and its deteriorating health?
I wish to born in land again and again
Where Mafias, traitors, and squanders reign
The borders are left open to venture at will
Thousands of innocents to wait for terrorists to come and kill
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Kicks in return
Mighty rule here and weakest suffer,
Kicks in return when ordinary gifts offer,
Why no system which acts as buffer,
Is there no right to say right and differ?
This question always made me puzzle.
Rain did not offer peace even when dazzle,
It continued to hunt and troubled always,
I sit motionless and try to find new says,
Why I am not that powerful as sun?
Why I always think of using the gun?
Is there no peaceful alternate?
Where all are equal and no subordinate,
Rulers have gone influential have taken over,
Scene remain same but clouds still hover,
No kicks in return but distrustful eyes,
No gestures but unwelcome scene and byes,
Why still remain history and disparity?
Is there any sense or high morality?
Why do we face question of seniority?
This is question faced by most of majority
World will not change even after destruction,
Face the dishonour even after precise instruction,
Matter remains same even stiffer than question,
Even you forget and bury deep in bastion,
It may still for many more centuries,
Distance may reduce even between countries,
Many changes may come with new entries,
Rules may change but not the sentries
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Lovely land
What actually separates us from each other?
Language same, dresses same and lovely land to wonder
Best of the religion to claim holier than holy
Still forget to own the misconduct and folly
Two brothers live separate in their own nest
Try to prove better and extract the possible best
Yet some grudge bearing that he should not progress fast
At least not in the life time till it is over or finally lasts
This I talked of general tendency that prevails in us
We have lost the confidence and full trust
It has generated lots of mistrust and hatred
We don’t know where to go and pick the lead
We had same father and motherland
We lived with neighbors as very good friends
What miracle turned it over night?
We were thrust upon to cut throat and fight
Why such mass exodus took place at wrong time and place?
What did we achieve after so many years in mad race?
Both the sides suffer from deficiency in food and nutrition
Complete national wealth is spent on armament and ignition
What will we be leaving behind for future generation?
Fear, hatred, insecurity and hazards of radiation
Are we playing the role of Satan to diminish the peace?
Life will prove tough and not be spent at ease
We are in abundance in some of the commodities
We can lessen the burden and reduce the impossibilities
Both sides can benefit the richness of nature
Such is climate and possibility for future
I wish some good counsel to prevail
Peace process and normal channel should not derail
Let people come and talk face to face
I think that will be turning point or crucial phase
Thousands have perished so far for silly reasons
Land is there where it was and has not changed with seasons
I see some light and spirit behind
One day we may close in as friends and find
WE have shed enough of blood
Even rivers had not that much flood
We blocked the movement and road
Now we are burdened with load
The sun may rise again with same intensity
The land may be purified with love and sanity
It will have secret blessings with divinity
We must strive hard with its continuity
Let us bury the differences once for all
Let people move around and respond the call
We can build the trust and have faith
It will not separate us even threatened with death
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Root Out Corruption
We heaved a little sigh
When Indian tri color rose high
It was free air for us to breathe
Entire world was happy and eager with
We won the independence with great struggle
Even though challenges stayed ahead with troubles
Our forefathers visualized India as great and tolerant giant
A truly democratic, peace loving and non defiant
We were like infant in new world
Committed to peace and no part in cold era
Joining world forums for stable and peaceful atmosphere
Where world can live in harmony and peace without fear
Soon we tested the money power
The power was passed in the hands of fewer
It has become game and now total shameless show
World is strangulated and forced to withdraw
Had those leaders been alive today?
They should have wept and thrown the power away
Was this the dream they wanted to realize?
Scoundrels and murders were meant to oblige
The corruption is at its peak
The politicians have captured it with stick
The money is poured in to realize the power
The constitution is subverted to benefit the fewer
National wealth is pushed outside country
The poor nation is at the mercy of almighty
Not millions but billions are siphoned
Illiterate and mafias have totally cloned
It is new breed and now coming on scene
The murderers and gang rapists are freely seen
Not a single work is done without favor
Whole political system needs one tremor
What do we do then to counter such move?
How can we unite and forcibly remove?
Whether to face the game of ballots or bullets?
How can we simply witness such corruption or forget?
Years have gone off after becoming republic
Adding more and more sufferings for poor public
No grains and no food for two square meals
How much loss is reported or revealed?
Food grain is rotting in open railway land
Few more places are allowed to become wetland
More damage means more benefit and gain
Does it not pinch our heart and cause the pain?
I shed tears for all those who have nothing
At least this could offer them meals for something
What do they want from us for honorable living?
We are still harping on democracy and deceiving?
Oh, God befall curse on us and lead to the end
Let the life be over with the foes but not friends
What our people are doing on their own brethren?
Why have they no pity or slight concern?
They have become thick skin persons
Enormous wealth has blinded them with selfish reasons
Even seasons do change after some interval
These culprit politicians wait only for cyclone’s arrival
Not a single field is left for corruption
It goes on unabated without any interruption
Some like minded persons should come forward for its disruption
Else this system will kill us all without any questions
Dictators are far better than these hungry wolves
They have to serve only one master but not for all to involve
Power corrupts all but absolute power corrupts absolutely
The powerful struggle must be waged and faced resolutely
Leave everything behind and form one solid group
Choose the people with integrity and stage a coup
Not coup for causing bloody street battles and cause a misery
But a solid signal of public uprising and conveyed to adversary
It is time to strike at its root
If we really want to enjoy the fruit
The system has failed and caused anxiety
The power has slipped into hands of mighty
It was one revolution that took place
We are determined with it to replace
We want no such system that can keep us hungry
Complete population is up in arms and angry
We shall bring down any such misrule
The politicians are having their hands full
They have no time for public concern
It is now their high time and turns
Not all may be corrupt and criminals
But their performance and inactions baffles
Why can’t they raise their concern in open?
Why do we wait for fruits to ripen?
The farmers are committing suicides
They have no place to cry and confide
High debts and government’s policy drive them to corner
The high handedness may be over sooner or later
Let the bad rulers know that their days are numbered
Their each move may be countered and outnumbered
If not hanging in public place then their place is behind bars
In day time public will show them shining stars
What are we called upon to combat such nuisance?
To express strong resolve in everybody’s presence
Not to yield to any pressure for coming to compromise
Until they take pledge and honestly work with promises
Our forefathers may be lamenting about brewing bubbles
How many people might have sacrificed their lives for independence struggle?
Who were they and what was going to benefit to their families?
No one has answer today about the independence and its utilities
If not death then at least public condemnation
Publicly announce their names with notifications
Let whole world know that these are the public enemies
They have snatched the hard earned money and bread from the families
The red fort can be ideal place for murders, hoarders and black marketers
It can pass the red signals for those who are considered big racketeers
Nothing can be spared for all those who involve in anti national activities
The nation has no dearth for such talents and can demonstrate abilities
Each one from families may have to come forward
With complete resolve to lay down life and not to look back ward
The time ahs come to strike and get rid of such corrupt regime
We will not relent until they are forced to surrender with “ism’
Rise o, country men and knock the corrupt people out
Make them realize that this is their fate and possible route
Nothing can now save them from public ire and wrath
They will be driven away in open and sometimes face the death
We have one of the best systems in world
Only we need to create a safe and new fold
Where rich and poor, businessmen and farmers
Can exist side by side in spring and summer
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One in million chances
It was one in million chances to succeed
The entire scene is engulfed with cast and creed
No one has spared the Indian soil with their known greed
How could one stay aloof, watch and soil not be freed?
Parliamentary democracy is only shield to cheat
Smile on face when they give call and meet
Countless hours are wasted on gherao and stalling
The emergence of youth on scene is new beginning
People are disgruntled not with liberal democracy
It has established people’s supremacy
Everything is done on the name of people’s welfare
If fact their interest is compromised and who takes care?
The pilferage and looting of public money is on large scale
The judiciary has almost become redundant and failed
Some of the selected cases come for public notice
It is really a sad episode and rings decent demise
No country can prosper if stringent rules are not applied
The public is not kept well informed and information supplied
They have right to know what is going on in highest seat of land
Who is real protector of their interest and take the cause to stand
It is uncertain as of now in the collusion diplomacy
Every part y is consolidating position and remain busy
National interest is not their concern but a compulsion
The whole of nation’s priority is shrouded with confusion
We hope nations may survive but leave behind mistrust
There is no leniency to be shown to them or is must
If they fail or try to subvert the national interest
They must be given deterrent punishment and understood by the rest
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Queen without crown
I am queen but have no crown,
I still rule firmly but people not frown,
Down to dusk and dust to down,
All big cities and small small town,
I am straight and act very swift,
Curb the crime an deal very strict,
Criminals on run and their entry restrict,
Happy all towns, cities and district,
What do I ask more from citizens?
Obey the rules and not prove burdens,
Never become unruly and create more hurdles,
State may have peace with no more loop holes,
State is not body but holy invisible institution,
May not have written all in symbolic constitution,
Still it remains and has its existence,
Only welfare measures and no other insistence,
“Live and let others live” should have motto,
Never politics turn to make it ghetto,
State belongs to all and no claim of one,
Larger should be concept as belongs to none,
Time is running out and divine days are over,
Kings and queens find difficult to cover,
Thought many may prevail king rule over,
But ideas not find devour as mooted by fewer,
I may not rule, vast land and track,
but can’t retrace steps and suddenly fall back,
Beautiful green fields and clean sea shore bank,
All put together may form new front and rank,
King can be tyrant and also cruel,
But will nit ignite fire and fuel,
Public opinion matter in most matter,
So is the time to crate new platter,
People may revolt and force to abdicate,
Ruler should know and should indicate,
Populist measures must vindicate,
Forming people’s forum or with syndicate
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Act as defender
Who can act as defender of holy land?
Who will come forward for sacrifice and raise the hands?
Is it the sacred soil that you are prepared to defend?
Will it be the lip services and you mean to pretend?
It has always remained great honor in defending the motherland
How many people have shed their blood in defending the fatherland?
It is our glorious past that keeps on striking the mind all the way
It is national honor and pride that we may protect and have no other sway
The basic question is who will rise and revolt?
The assault may be all of sudden and may come as blue from bolt
this can be countered effectively with fine resolve,
if we are ready to go to any extent with the aim to solve
There are enemies outside and from within
They form invisible line and firmly set in
There main task is to sabotage the peace talk
Wreck the economy and wait for cake walk
It is easy to flat the enemy on ground
There may be some separate ways and it has to be found
The enemy may strike from within by remaining invisible
They may breach the defense line and force us to be defensible
How do we arouse the national feeling?
How many may come forward from their own and willing?
Will it not be called a significant move to attain martyrdom?
Will it not be considered a token prize for preserving freedom?
Will it not a weakening sign if we fail to respond to a call?
The enemy may be waiting to get in to break the wall
It may be their pre plan to catch us off the guard
It is known practice and procedure very standard
You may loose your precious life and perish
The war may not come an end easily or finish
it may be their grand design and simple wish
We are loosing everything and chances simply diminish
Let right thinking poets come forward,
Let them not wait for any trophy or reward,
Time may tell about your contribution for struggle
Your pen may strike and enemy may face the trouble
Everybody should raise banner with single voice,
Who ever is there must have other choice
the sky should be limit and eagles should dare
Enemy should be wiped out and found no where
There may be cause and enough reasons
The nation may pay homage for brave sons
It is the history that speak well of martyrs
Eyes always down and eyes full of tears
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Almighty is one
You need not be confused
My existence is never refused
From time to time the question has been raised
Yet the hard core criminals have also praised
You need not think hard
Don't look down but always forward
See above the earth and towards sky
You may never raise the question why?
Why do you remain concerned?
People praise only when they are threatened or cornered
They are ungrateful people
Never know what is called life and struggle
No one gets easy way
Don't think they can easily pass away
They have to suffer here on this earth
Face the pain and anguish at the time of death
Let there remain no doubt
There is nothing to talk about
Each soul on earth owes its existence
To me only as it has been given to them as pure chance
Think about messiahs and emissaries
They have emerged among adversaries
They had their mission to spread the message
Their views, messages are fully inscribed on the pages
People die because of their misdeeds
Their disloyal and aimless life should never be read
They suffer because of their misdoings
Punishment is same for poor and kings
Believe it or not but almighty is one
Its existence can be denied by none
Let there be no doubt in mind
In different form you may always find
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God, bless only those
I pray the God to shower bless
Who commit more sins and not less
Who are most wanted and dreaded
professional killer and guilty but not pleaded
God only bless those…….
I am feeble and also very weak,
Future not bright and look very bleak
I pledge and vow not to kill
Anger run high but not to force the ill
God only bless those
They enjoy the life with more indemnity,
Law protect them and offer sanctity,
Crime and fraud always they commit,
Purchase the power but word never admit,
God bless only those…….
Long live mafias who plunder and make loot,
Kill innocents and kick them with heavy boots,
People get scared with slight noise of their foot,
Murder is game for them as openly they shoot,
God bless only those…….
Generous as they are called with easy loot money,
Act noble in public and try to be funny,
They rack up Issues which are most thorny,
Adding woes and torture much to their agony,
God bless only those……
If they are soon to depart form the face of earth
There will be famine and crime’s dearth,
They may be living devils but are of real worth,
God, allow to mushroom them and often more birth,
God bless only those…….
I pray and want that they have more longitivity
Offering best Protection to such thriving community
Day will definitely come when they will forbid divinity,
we may Invite them frequently to be in near vicinity,
God bless only those…….
Let this holy place be used as den,
Earth should be heavy but not fully laden,
Nobles and good people should perish all of sudden,
If they stay for long then it will be burden,
God bless only those……
Why at all you need worshipers?
You need only those people who fill in their coffers
they will be unhappy even with gold’s offer
so why don’t you rescue them if they suffer,
God bless only those…..
I may have option not to have any faith,
Never blame fate but prefer descent death,
They will have pleasure of getting good passage,
Consider it bless and also very good message,
God bless only those…..
I need not complain to you or shed the tears
Just stick to strict faith without any fears
It may so happen that I may have pain to bear
It is your way but would love only your names to hear
God bless only those…..
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It is people
It is people’s victory
No one should feel sorry
It was writing on wall
Demand of the day and call
Mahatma Gandhi did it to gain freedom
Such movement was witnessed seldom
Today it is happening once again
Glory to motherland and power to regain
No bloodshed or single loss of life
Amidst uncertainty, with growing concern and strife
Whole country has witnessed a non violent struggle
With free will drive for looters, grabbers in populated jungle
Why country and poor can not be placed at top?
Why does our spirit and conscience not stop?
What is reason for putting country into shame?
Is the liberal democracy only causing to blame?
Politicians and bureaucrats have done immense damage
The country’s affair is in shamble and unable to manage
The precious national wealth is taken away from people
God only knows when we can do it or be able?
Even the mighty can be brought down to knee
This is movement for calling a country really free
The system is not used to the advantages for few
People are in street to compel the culprits review
Only one man has done the miracle
Whole of country is proud of and entered the circle
The time zeroed in and changes are offered
The conception may be odd but opinion never differed
The country has to be freed from the slavery
From the organized loot and corruption mystery
Who can lead the nation and bring the result?
The country has faced enough of it with insult
Mahatma faced bullet for telling truth
This lone man may loose battle and face the death
Yet whole country is behind mass movement
We can only offer tribute and no other comments
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Less selfish
How can I be less selfish than others?
When whole attention is paid on weather
People talk of more rain and flood
Where as I fear about shortage about food
There are some restrictions on your utterances
People object too much and draw the inferences
There is high controversy when you move in casual manner
People try to spoil your image with the help of spanner
Yet I know self love is most important and very much crucial
It has been established time and again despite vehement denial
Who can be trusted if he says that he cares not for self?
When there is enough at stake and free to grab from sea shelf
It is rightly said “self love is most important”
All happiness comes quickly and instant
If you are well of with all the luxury at hand
Whole world come to you and make you good friend
Yet in public domain you got to be little cautious
As your presence in public life is observed continuous
Little fault is seen as big as coconut fruit
Otherwise there is little substance in it or truth
But I learned a lot from this theory
If you love less yourself then you got to feel little sorry
No one may come forward for you to worry
The whole burden later may fall on you to carry
Try to be honest as far as possible
But that should not create problem or trouble
Charity or public life is unrewarding
Public image is eroded with shameless wordings
Even if you remain with high integrity and spotless career
People may try to find out by coming very near
They will know for sure its futility
But there is always difference between good and bad quality
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May become minister
Today anybody may become minister
As he has to play only role of sinister
Knowledge or no knowledge he will be our boss
Fate will be decided by only toss
Their world is limited
Only public is cheated
Their well (deep dug hole) is limited to grabbing
People around them stand and start clapping
Collect as much as possible
Public life is just gamble
You may be out of grace soon
Dark clouds may cover the moon
You will amass enormous wealth
This may sometime deteriorate your health
Yet you will have no satisfaction
Everything is done at the cost of the nation
It is not your concern if poor die
You will be pioneer in life with untold lies
The life has changed your status in public domain
Even though you know the consequences of pain
People may reject you at any time
You may survive little longer sometimes
Only good people may survive in long battle
It takes lots of time to settle
You will never weep over millions death
You will worry about corning the wealth
Nothing appeals you as mark of commitment
You have no remorse or corner for resentment
Religious heads too have mastered the art
Gain the confidence of people and slowly start
Someone should have mastery in art of convincing
People can be made simply into believing
Love not and feel happy about today
It might have given you an easy way
If your ride on the winds' wing
Fortune can swing in favor and can bring
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Sharp shooters
We will need more sharp shooters,
More crowd to play as hooters,
Banks to be kept open for looters,
More violence in films for viewers,
All available for negligible amount,
No records and no cash account,
When more worries and trouble mount,
All come in force and their presence count,
No names no involvement and finished from the scene,
Assassins fire shots which nobody is keen,
Fleeing from scenes easy as not always seen,
Threats completely removed as there had been,
They are all integral part of the system,
Liquidation is process and not always custom,
If hired crowds not there then who will shout?
It is dirty game and nothing to think about,
Scoundrels play the game and not always seen,
Not easy to formant trouble so not very keen,
But show has to be carried and need henchman,
Let people die then who is man or woman,
When rulers break the rule no one can protect,
Nothing will work even mounting strong protest,
It is beginning of downfall and strong acid test,
They will try to crush and use means best,
Nothing can work bullets or ballots,
People may vanish who work as parrots,
No yes man or stooge can last longer,
Truth will prevail and not last the monger,
New scene may emerge on simple ruins,
New currency can be made in form of coins,
Strong public opinion and enforcement of laws,
All will flee the scene including outlaws
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Days Are Not Far
Days are not far off when you will run
Not the army may follow you with gun!
But people will throw rotten eggs on your head and have fun
You will be painted black and paraded in hot sun
You may wonder and think what has happened to this people
They were helpless and never in position or capable
How could they rise in rebellion and raise the banner?
What was the inspiration and who was the trainer?
Romania faced same fate when dictator had to pay heavily
Libya followed same bloody path and paid dearly
Egypt and Jordan are burning under heavy public pressure
People have lost the patience and want secured future
People are killed in streets like animals and goats
Promises are given and dreams are shown with fine quotes
Life is at standstill and hungry people are on rampage
The history will be written with blood on the page
The leaders followed same ideology under all the regimes
Country heavily burdened under debt and surge in crimes
Life has become cheaper than dogs with scant respect
Now you will find the final show down with people’ act
What is use of democracy when two times meal is denied?
What is fun when food is rotting in open and laws defied?
Open loot from people’s account and no one is responsible
Can this process be not pushed aside and made reversible?
Burn all the law books and return to the jungle rule
Where at least one king may prepare the module
Might may be right but peace may be assured
The life will be respected and values may be treasured
Why can’t there be cap on their greed or lust?
Why can’t their assets be seized and deposited in trust?
National wealth can’t be concentrated in the hands of few
Time has come to strike at the root and urgent need for review
If system can’t be improved then let the rule be resisted
Make them realize that their fate is time being rested
You may loose everything if outburst is not controlled
People may rise in despair and final day may be called
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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To live with crisis
We have learnt to live with the crisis
So much can be written as pure thesis
It is not that we have lost moral base
Everybody has become conscious and wants to be at ease
Those were the days when people used to rise in revolt
Some of the incidences were coming like jolt
It was never on expected lines and proved decisive
The people have risen to the occasion and not remained submissive
It is mass demonstration of strong resolve
If no grievances are addressed to or care is taken to solve
The public outburst is legitimate concern
It engulfs entire region in turn
People were offering life while facing bullets
They were putting obstacles at all outlets
The nationalist spirit was really at heart
They did not want even little to part
The nobility was never questioned
The royal houses were always honored
The public concern was their most priority
The olden history is praising this as their best quality
The duties and rights were equally weighed
The line was known and clearly laid
The loyalty was never in doubt
Today nothing of that sort talked about
Public has no time for such activities now
The glory and fame has become thing of past
No one may risk the life for silly reasons
There are no worth personalities to lead as persons
They have enough of stemina on tolerance
They want no more lesson or references
The radical steps has witnessed sea change
People have loved to live with the age
Now nothing bothers such as unrest and strikes
Unemployment and poverty has less dislikes
The statistics educate them about the real scene
The difficulties and problems are understood and seen
The student unrest or mass protest is seen as stage managed
The corporate bodies, politicians have never salvaged
The deep crisis concerning public at large
The end game is open and no one wants it to enlarge
The action is aimed at diverting the public opinion
Some of them are contemplated by the powerful unions
Greedy and local leaders are not staying behind
They too want their lions share to find
The public suffers as holy cow
Total concept and view points are changed now
No one has regard for humanity or nationality
Every one is trying to score so as to prove ability
Nothing has remained holy as it was before
No right persons are coming forward therefore
The public has understood the game
No one is prepared to share the blame
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Come Away
(g.bowser/j.jupp)
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As I walk along the lonely streets
I cant talk to the people that I meet
I see them come, and I see them go
I see them smile, and say hello
Come with me and take my hand
Ooh, fly away to another land, oh yes we will
Come with me and take my hand
Well fly away to another land
Come over here little girl
And Ill show you another world
Where we can be free to do as we want
Live our lives as we please, and say what we like, oh
Come with me and take my hand, ooh
Well fly away to another land
Come with me and take my hand, oh
And fly away to another land
Theres so many things that remain to be done
And no one has thought of a way to begin
So follow me into my life
Come with me and take my hand (and take...)
Fly away to another land (fly away to another land)
Come with me and take my hand (ooh)
Fly away to another land (fly away to another land)
Come with me and take my hand (take my hand)
Fly away to another land (oh yes we will)
Come with me and take my hand (and take my hand, take my hand)
Fly away to another land (yeah)
Come with me and take my hand
Fly away to another land
Come with me and take my hand
Fly away to another land
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Another world
There is the another world to live with
You don’t have to act mad and open the teeth
You can secretly enjoy the kingdom
Such a fine joy can be enjoyed seldom
When you have run out of all the options?
You resort to explore imaginative land
You receive the applauses and wave the hand
Court room is filled with people and good music from band
It is not harming anybody’s interest
People want to enjoy it at its best
It may not be real world but completely illusory
He may be getting advices from the advisory
When life comes to an uncertain stage?
The person is puzzled and finds it difficult to manage
What makes him to go away from the present scene?
It is his wish that he should be there always and seen
We exactly can’t term it as fool’s paradise
Nothing is sold there as pure merchandise
Everything is available and within grasp
It is very easy and convenient task
So many things shape up according to your wish
You may have desired end with fine finish
It is desired land for fools and foolish
They may rule here permanently and never perish
There are symptoms of losing the balance
You may act funny in somebody’s presence
The problems have seized with more worries
Nothing is coming to you as solution even if hurried
Thousands of thoughts invade at every moment
You are not in position to offer any comments
It grips you in uncertain stage with fear
No one shares your grief and patiently hear
You have nobody on to your side to support
You had banked upon them and had very good rapport
The desertion has come at crucial juncture
When your future is at stake and unsure
It is best way to get lost in imaginative land
You are surrounded by nice friends
There is no worry and tension
Fear and loss is out of question
I suggest it to be made free zone
One should visit it and make others known
What happens if one gets relieved artificially?
Either it is believed or sensed really
What we fear most is its credibility?
It proves your failure and inability
In no way it, lessens your burden
You are shocked all of sudden
Love to live with whatever you have
Think of your self and believe
No matter long you may suffer
There is so much to differ
Live in normal condition
The key is lying with you for ignition
Either defuses it with strong will power
Or stand fast to face it in shower
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Convenient democracy
We vote for convenient democracy
Prefer to live in condition with low frequency
No rule to prevail and no more rights to avail
Anarchy rule to stay and any good governance must fail
Is it really untrue democratic republic?
Where mob burn property meant for public?
Where thousand die for adulterated drink?
Over loaded boats swim but at midway sink
Scammers rule, flout rules and amass wealth
Masses suffer with malnutrition and endanger health
Onion, vegetables and medicines disappear
Loaded with all duties again reappear
I shall still praise the best managers
Who sit on top and add more scavengers
Let public suffer, loot property in anger
Let food grain rot but millions die in hunger
Markets and commodities stand manipulated
Impact not understood and totally diluted
Common men suffer for the want of daily bread
His concern is unheard and no attempt is made to read
Buffer stock is raised only to rot
Essential things are lost even without bring brought
Prizes soar as scarcity is created artificially
No one regrets it heartily or miss it really
We solemnly swear to be true democratic
Commit ever more to be unrealistic and erratic
No love for rule of land and freedom for laundering
The concept is loudly appreciated and everyone is wondering
The casters vote is for open sale
It is sordid affair and different tale
We send only cheaters and corrupt
Only to look at our apathy and act inept
The true representatives may pound on our flash
Some new schemes for grab and to be offered fresh
Ready made explanations to convince public with oratory
Rest all function only as rituals and simply to look obligatory
National flag may fly and go high up in sky
Lot many questions may remain unanswered, why?
Lot many promises may be made just to fool for another year
We are used to forget such promises as if not heard by ears
We have made no earnest attempt for it to understand
The true democracy is only option for us as new brand
The authoritarian rule has been witnessed by all
To invite it here will prove to be a fatal call
Let them not prove we are mother of all ills
We have sent them in parliament for all wanton kills
They are representatives and acting as per our aspirations
There life is like open book devoid of any revelations
Nation may suffer as well as we as people
Who will decide about the act to be simple or culpable?
Will this go on unabated or halted somewhere?
If allowed unchecked then we have place to go no where
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A culture and tolerence
Any culture that teaches tolerance is great
Their back ground and heritage may clearly state
The excavations may lead to some clue
It is remnant of national treasure and venue
No one can simply boost of culture without any back ground
It has to be worked out on certain theory and must be found
All revelations that may come to the fore and in light
It may have to be preserved as asset and declared as monument or site
National achieve is full of ancient gadgets
They are provided with special budget
They are not made to suffer for the want of fund
It is preference for national pride for the land
When we speak highly of achieves?
We clearly see what that stand to achieve?
How national sentiments bring them together in the time of crisis?
There is no special thinking or thesis
We are full aware that national moral should stand all the time very high
National flag should be seen all over and fly
It is not mere piece of cloth but heart of millions
It must send clear waves to the heart of aliens
Many countries are known for their known loyalty
The people have also proved it number of times by remaining loyal
They had deep regard for the ruler of the land
They stood fast for the country with hand to hand
Nothing can compare when it comes to the question of devotion
It is the duty of all population to keep the wheels in motion
Nation may survive only when there is complete faith and awareness
It is necessary to maintain that level with solidarity and oneness
Nobody can afford to be less vigilant
There may still be danger from distant
It is not that only neighbors may prove hostile
Big powers may interfere and watch for while
Natural resources are always power of strength
Country can afford to go to any length
It may not have self sufficiency in all the fields
It may still have the courage to garner more yields
Country may stand fast against foreign pressure
It can carve out honorable path and assure
Nothing can be compromised at the cost of pride
It can’t be bartered or attempts be made to hide
We hold honor and pride if remain attached to motherland
We can work hard and make it as wonderland
It may be so that it has its existence not because of present
It may have deep roots with people’s consent
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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