Let people rule
In olden days some specialized people managed war front
They had unique art and presented it to kings very blunt
They were given place in kingdom and adored seat
So many wars were won and it was considered marvelous feat
So is the role open for modern viewers and poets
They can’t remain mute spectator or quiet
It becomes equally important to rise to occasion
Arouse the public opinion and inflame the passion
It is poet's passion that ignites
Compel him to imagine and write
The real values of human life and misery
To remove the sadness and make him merry
Not all might have done same
Yet they have earned and brought the fame
We still miss them at our heart
As it was well beginning and start
The world is sitting on live volcano
Human race seems to be locked with inferno
Where is the way out to offer resistance?
Even though it is left voluntarily to insistence
The revolution has not come all of sudden
It may have lots of sufferings and pain even
It is never dieing out cream for secured future
Someone has to strive hard and make it sure
The news are flashed across globe in no times
It has desirous impact and effects sometimes
Yet people have to undergo lots of sufferings
There is no enough heed to their patience and offerings
I would pray for quick end to their plight
So many have lost their lives in peaceful fight
How come it is that we have to offer blood?
There is enough of misery and shortage of food
Billions are siphoned away and used for luxury
It is adding to their woe, misery and worry
It is high time we harness the poetic skill
Let people rule supreme with powerful will
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I Feel Shy
I am very shy
But a descent boy
Hardly of sixteen
Just out of teen
Know nothing about world
Turning hot and sometimes cold
Loose temper very easily
But fall in line readily
People say' world is wide open '
Open wings and fly even
Reach the sky and hit back the ground
Joy and love is surely to be found
I wish to be great man
Rule the entire world but as human'
Where there should be no misery
Life sans problems and worries
I am not snake charmer
But can be called as reformer
I mix with people and hear their woes
I know at heart where actually life goes
You need no big budget
Only open your heart and let
Show the world that you love and care
Heaven is here and you needn't go any where
Wish I could reach out and read their aspirations
The manner in which they want healthy relation
I have no magic wand to turn the equations
But certainly a logic to make worth mention
'Hello world' I am making scene
The impact you might have never seen
I shall rule the heart of millions'
As I wish not to rush to the pavilion
I am handsome and loving young man
Anybody may propose and be my woman
Yes, I am not at all in hurry
But some one has to enter and carry …
Who would want to be woman of my dream?
Who would join me in my lonely team?
I shall insist no one to join in struggle
As it won't be smooth or free from troubles
I can't look at the sky and count stars
They are from unreal world and very far
I want people should be seen as my stars
Never get disillusioned with uncertainties and wars
No doubt I am peasant boy
Have not come out from days of toys
People say 'I have milky teeth'
I should be at home to be with
Yes I value home traditions
Parents and all occupy special positions
Yet brethrens from all walks of life come above
As they have shown and definitely proved
Our forefathers have shed the blood and suffered
I wish to run on their foot steps and offer
Whatever I can in my ordinary capacity
And come out with flying colors and show the dignity
What did our forefathers do?
Did not leave us behind to pass through
Great ordeals and lot many sufferings
We can prove right as ordinary human being
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Ordinary human being
I am very shy
But a descent boy
Hardly of sixteen
Just out of teen
Know nothing about world
Turning hot and sometimes cold
Loose temper very easily
But fall in line readily
People say" world is wide open "
Open wings and fly even
Reach the sky and hit back the ground
Joy and love is surely to be found
I wish to be great man
Rule the entire world but as human'
Where there should be no misery
Life sans problems and worries
I am not snake charmer
But can be called as reformer
I mix with people and hear their woes
I know at heart where actually life goes
You need no big budget
Only open your heart and let
Show the world that you love and care
Heaven is here and you needn't go any where
Wish I could reach out and read their aspirations
The manner in which they want healthy relation
I have no magic wand to turn the equations
But certainly a logic to make worth mention
"Hello world" I am making scene
The impact you might have never seen
I shall rule the heart of millions'
As I wish not to rush to the pavilion
I am handsome and loving young man
Anybody may propose and be my woman
Yes, I am not at all in hurry
But some one has to enter and carry …
Who would want to be woman of my dream?
Who would join me in my lonely team?
I shall insist no one to join in struggle
As it won't be smooth or free from troubles
I can't look at the sky and count stars
They are from unreal world and very far
I want people should be seen as my stars
Never get disillusioned with uncertainties and wars
No doubt I am peasant boy
Have not come out from days of toys
People say "I have milky teeth"
I should be at home to be with
Yes I value home traditions
Parents and all occupy special positions
Yet brethrens from all walks of life come above
As they have shown and definitely proved
Our forefathers have shed the blood and suffered
I wish to run on their foot steps and offer
Whatever I can in my ordinary capacity
And come out with flying colors and show the dignity
What did our forefathers do?
Did not leave us behind to pass through
Great ordeals and lot many sufferings
We can prove right as ordinary human being
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Human life
Why some of things remain as ever?
Beautiful and liked by others forever
Rose doesn't give up its fervor
So is the pride and honor
We as human beings remain and suffer
To see people, their behavior and simple offer
Their warring path and eagerness for peace
Yet goal same to remain and live at ease
Good people always remain calm and quiet
Let the luck be cruel or with uncertain fate
They know for sure that it is all by destiny
Decided and given to us by almighty
Why to leave goodness then for paltry gain?
Cause bitterness and make others to suffer with pain
It is good to have sufferings for confidence
Rather than passing it to others at once
Dark clouds disappear with passing of time
Nothing remains permanent any time
Think of good and deliver the best
This is the crucial time and good test
As days don't change and nights remain?
Why at all we throw goodness in drain?
Wealth, property and kingdoms may vanish
Good name and fame may remain and will not finish
Human life is as such beautiful and lively
We can add sorrow, pain joy and laughter readily
It needs broadness at heart and will power
Clouds are there to watch and happily shower
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Not a Word of Criticism
Not a word of criticism
But confine to a world of humanism
Of starts and sky of moon light
Only love in same places at night
Some fasciations of unknown life
Knowing not about the double edged knife
Yet trying to touch the emotions and plight
Trying to find the ways and means right
Poets are not meant to please
They must come out and release
Whatever they can contribute
Whether in peace time or in dispute
They may share the burden
Contribute a lot to remove the hurdles
Create awareness by useful writing
Educate the people and discourage violence and fighting
They need not fear prison
They can’t be pushed in without any reasons
The sedition and trial is something different
Patriotism and humanism is praise worthy movement
Don’t shy away from real task
It can flare up emotions at start
There need not be adding of anything
It may prove worthwhile and something
Poets are not born but origin from nowhere
The plight and sufferings make them to rise from somewhere
They fight with pen and not with weapon
As battles are never lost but always won
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Truth To Tell
When your heart melts
The depth of sea is felt
All unknown kind of treasure tries to come out
The mighty pen tries to speak it all about
It is felt by others and appreciated
As it has something to be related
So far not done by anybody else
Joy, happiness pain including curse
Ideas flow like river water
But any times they may alter
If find with stiff resistance
It will change course without any insistence
You need not think about plot
It is already with the poet
Only needs little impetus
Pure innovation with ample thrust
Little plight may affect your heart
For sufferings of poor ache may start
That is how human beings are made
Poets are no different and don't treat it as trade
Love feeling is with everyone
Even cruel may have it as one
He may long for his family and children
And rush to them with slight bad news even
So you should pen whatever you feel
That can be called Almighty's will
No all can write or pen exceedingly well
Each individual has different truth to tell
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Sonnet: Sufferings- the Key to Life
Through sufferings, we are born to lead this life;
Through sufferings, we are even baptized;
Through sufferings, we all must meet our strife;
Through sufferings, we’re even magnetized.
Through sufferings, sometimes we have our joy!
Through sufferings, we earn our livelihood;
Through sufferings, we grew to man from boy;
And sufferings’ our teacher from childhood!
Through sufferings, we learn in life good things;
Through sufferings, we learn to live well, pray!
Through sufferings, big truths, this world us brings;
By sufferings, we fight ‘gainst Tempter’s ways.
Yet, sufferings- a blessing God us gave,
To keep the road to Heaven, well behave!
poem by John Celes
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A selfish nature
We all are selfish by nature
Before embarking, we make everything sure
We expect cent percent purity even though perfectly impure
Make believe the world and completely ensure
Out of all, female character occupy highest position
God has given full blessings with this composition
She has all the sufferings to undergo for self
No word of regret and burying under sea shelf
No one has come to know fully about human beings
The queens had important role to play for kings
It was not the palace business but management
There was hectic activity and secret movement
Women have proved to their worth
They have been open, frank and come forth
They are not weak force but to reckon with
Now they are intelligent and armed with teeth
They have very kind heart and feel it passionately
What would have happened to us if we did not have them fortunately?
It is balancing and important role
They have pivotal position as a whole
They have big heart and can store anything
All sufferings and pain remain under their wing
It is greatness on their part and reveals nothing
We should feel proud for their being something
They are like goddess who represents some divine spirit
The whole world is indebted to them
Not a word is said to their dishonor
Their share in every sphere is major
They bear the pail till their last breath
They prefer selfless service till their death
It is unique position enjoyed by them
No one can allegedly dare to blame
She had been excellent in all the stages
It has changes with the advent of ages
She was daughter, mother and grand
She was apostle of peace and natural brand
She has so much to reveal
There is hardly anything to conceal
It is her prerogative all the time to be on front
Take to self and bear the whole brunt
They have been compared with calm river water
Flow near the bank without changing the course or alter
No show off the treasure even if stored in belt
Elegant look and formidable position always felt
So much to offer but no expectation
Not a word to murmur with any indication
It is difficult to under stand women’s love
No one can understand it fully on and above
What do we offer in return?
Not a simple gesture in turn
We are crazy man folk
We can only offer loose talk
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Verses Form
To write well doesn't amount means to fight
It is well within ambit and right
The words come out in form of spirit of light
That flashes across mind and travel straight
The readers are wise enough
To pick what is smooth and what is rough!
A path that can satisfy their urgent need
Put control over worldly things and greed
Real poet is one that makes you laugh
Remains with you in happiness till last
Share grief with solace in real sense
Without adding any fuel to make you tense
Some of the poets unnecessarily force their views
Never come out of moon light and it's over view!
We can praise the nature but not exactly in imagery
It has something to do with human nature and misery
Many people prefer dark for the want of real guidance
That can't be provided by good books at once
It has to have ever lasting effect with bold assertion
Not to have any excuse at last minute of desertion
It is known from first instance
When words are put for acceptance
Readers come out with emphatic yes
Or no with annoyance on their face
I shall put it bluntly
The poems should not go silently
It has its own role to play
Remain at heart and permanently stay
What after all is the verses form?
When people remain loosely attached and well informed
We are committed to human cause
We can't afford to have even little pause
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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I am cheater
I have friend who believes I am cheater
I catch hold of nerves and conveniently alter
The whole theme and suitable present in another form
It is presented to world as if new poet is born
I had no ready made arguments to offer
As from the beginning he had differed
He was holding different opinion with firm belief
I too was adamant and did not surrender to give him relief
He wanted to present the human problems in its original context
It was not to be mixed with any oratory to give it as presentable text
He had been in this field not for long but held firm views
I used to be at logger heads with him and asked for opinion review
He is or many may not fall in line with my presentation
I have avoided all the time the matter full of artificiality with sensation
I did not believe in presenting the views in trimmed way
The readers wanted an answer and in such absence preferred to go away
I have simplistic view about nature and its functioning
What else can I offer when they are in full boom and blossoming?
Some color has to be added to look as if the words too are natural
Some fragrance is in air and everything seems to be formal
Human sentiments can not be played at somebody’s disadvantage
How can we put it differently and later on try to salvage?
The poem is such powerful medium that one can reach out heart
It may not be any artificial things behind but possibly a good art
The human sufferings have different pattern and can be compared
The flowers too come on with different colors and adored
One is in boom for short interval and likely to be faded
The sufferings may be for longer period and can not be traded
Nothing remains here permanently and has to vanish
Whether it is time bound, to be completed or finished
They cycle may be repeated differently at every level
One must be careful and seize it with all means to excel
I have chosen the simple symbols to present human misery
The sword or automatic gun can not be shown in the hands of adversary
That may give the impression of violence and may reflect unnecessary
I may show the frowning face with cruel lines to vary
Such may be symbolic presentation of poems
Exact presentation may not be possible to present them
Still it will be better to present them in simple way
I shall control the flow in the ordinary manner with full say
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Oh, almighty
Oh almighty, O ruler of whole universe
I kept on smiling without tears
I heard the blessing coming through ears
Strengthening my belief for coming years
If individual’s perception is taken into account
Then there is lot more to think and count
I am gifted with precious body
Considered most lucky as not to have with anybody
You are always messiah for others
Even if not then try to become and offer
Able and very strong to counter any threat
Kind heart to meet good people and greet
Nice face with glittering eyes
Feeling unhappy with people’s anger and cries
Mind bogs down with human sufferings
Nothing is left with for handful offerings
The heaven is at your feet
Its impact is felt when you meet
The words and holiness spread across
When you raise hands and offer the rose
Flowers offer fragrance with magic spell
You need not to speak at length and tell
The heavenly bodies hang above
You are like star on earth and move
When divine light take refuge in body
It is illuminated with light and felt by everybody
The heaven is down and at your feet
The curses and plight go off when people come and meet
It is not the magic or any kind of hypnotism
It is not related to any faith or merely”ism”
It is powerful thrust generated by noble acts
The kind heart that resides in you as a matter of fact
You have suffered it and endured
You conquered it and not procured
You found the reasonable way to benefit the humanity
You made it known in side you there exists divinity
It would have been wrong on your part to assume it as God
It would have been called treachery or simple fraud
It was not the matter for deceiving others for own interest
It was to be used for complete world for the best
What can be considered better or best?
If that is considered as critical or acid test
The nobility has found its way for very good use
The human body has been used without any abuse
No one can be taken for sure
But his or her acts can assure
They have made right use of what almighty has offered
It is used to large extent for humanity even though differed
The mild heart of the body is as good as steel
It can rob of your all pain and steal
You feel great relief from the burden
When it starts acting noble all of sudden
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Misery (feat. Steven Tyler)
Pink:
Shadows are fallin' all over town
Another night these blues got me down
Oh misery ... I sure could use some company
Pink & Steven Tyler:
Since he's been gone I ain't been the same
I carry the weight like an ol' ball and chain
Guess it's all meant to be ... for love to cause me misery
Pink & Steven Tyler:
Oh, misery ... Oh, misery ...
Tell me, why does my heart make a fool out of me?
Seems it's my destiny,
for love to cause me misery
Pink & Steven Tyler:
Oh, I've been down this road before
where the passion turns into pain
And each time I saw love walk out the door
I swore I'd never get caught again
Pink:
But ain't it true ... It takes what it takes
And sometimes, we get too smart too late
Steven Tyler:
One more heartache for me
Pink & Steven Tyler:
Another night in misery
Pink & Steven Tyler:
Misery ... Misery ...
Tell me, why does my heart make a fool out of me?
Misery ... Misery ...
Tell me, why does my heart make a fool of me?
Pink:
Seems it's my destiny,
for love to cause misery
Guess it's all meant to be,
for love to cause me misery
song performed by by Pink
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Live with harmony
We can live with harmony
Extend the warmth to so many
Make humanity a living example
Time is opportune and very ample
Plant the seeds of brotherhood
Spread the message in neighbourhood
If this much is done as human
We have every right to live as man or woman
Though we have extreme identity
We can maintain separate entity
Function in such a way that it looks in order
Still we confine with limit in border
We can not subdue each other
As role is defined and not to breach one way or another
It will be ideal to say that we are inevitable
Two essential aspects and very much capable
It would be naïve to say that female are meant to be slave
Even thought tied with knot to accompany up to grave
It won’t be considered as heroic step or very brave
If we go on undermining their way or do not pave
If that is considered as important feeling
One must go for it without any more killing
The spirit behind concept and its essence
It is to be taken as of prime importance hence
After all it can take place in this life only
Many might have come and perished recently
It is not important how much you lived
But how you lived honestly and believed?
Why so much stress is laid on peaceful co-existence?
Why it is realized in earnestness with forceful insistence?
The world has witness great upheaval and turmoil?
They want prefer it to be dragged on continuously or always boil
The hostile atmosphere has paid no dividend
It has not seen the peaceful atmosphere and an end
The cold war has come to an end but exists like volcano
We are sitting on it with always fear of inferno
The fall out of two wars have completely paralyzed economy
The out come was disastrous and very much stormy
How many deaths we witnessed as bad consequence?
No one is advocating war in any form or its presence
When it has been tried at all the levels
We have duty to see to it that it excels
Retains its charm without any fear
Else we have to be prepared for pain to bear
Man to man contact facilitate the congenial atmosphere
It eliminates the occurrence of any conflict or fear
Before we miss the opportunity or bus
As sensitive human beings, it is trusted on us
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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A Damed Society
Is society damed
all across this land by the hands of man
as poverty and crime shine from the front page
of every paper and every television set
i sit and wonder
what will be left for our children or their children
will they have to fight for their food
or be the next victim on tv
why cant people see
that human life is precious indeed
for all to love one another
wouldn't that be grand
close your eyes and imagine
no more gangs in the streets
and
everyone has enough to eat
no more wars to be won or lost
sounds like a place for the
human race
I'm not a man of faith
but it sounds like a place
a god would create
maybe in the end we all will find this
place
poem by Art Kuttler
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Humanity
Everytime I walk down the street
I see lots of idiocy
Lots of hypocrites
Lots of ignorance
Lots of people polluting the street
With lots of litter
When I talk to people
They bring up facebook and twitter
I'm like 'Can you talk about something else? '
This is all people talk about these days
All I hear is celebrity gossip and drama
No one knows how to have fun
Everyone's forgotten how to have fun
I hate society
I hate most people
I wish the human race was extinct
I wish the world would just end
Sweet Misery
Oh, sweet misery
why don't you join me for the day
come out, come out
where ever you are
I figured we come out and play
sweet misery, sweet misery
I need you now more then ever
you left without a warning
I thought we'd always stay together
oh, sweet misery
is it time for hide and seek?
I'm looking for you
searching for you
but you won't make a peep
Sweet misery, sweet misery
don't give me a tough time
I just want to keep you forever
treat you just like you're mines
Oh, sweet misery
do you know you're all i have?
You just lead the way
I'll follow your path
Sweet misery, sweet misery
I can't go on with out you
are you giving up on me?
you know you're not allowed to
Oh, sweet misery
Yes, you have arrived
I knew you'd never leave me
I forgot to look inside.
poem by Vanessa Mercado
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Heart touching
It is heart touching
Self pity and lots of teaching
Anybody may leave the scene
As no such hardship is eve seen
The heart is like chicken
Wants to become lion hearted even
But trouble and hardship always elude
Puzzle to escape and uncertainty to include
The individuals fight in street
Never think of love and greet
God only knows what makes them to shed blood
When we have not enough to eat as food
I am subjected to repeated insults
I struggle hard with no results
Still I trust almighty with no complaints
Look towards sky but never fall down or faint
I wish to cry with honest appeal
Make me stubborn to face in real
Give me courage to withstand
Offer love and affection to all as friend
Give me enough of boldness
Courage and stubbornness to face
Life can be only simple race
Who has the time to make it as base?
Selfishness and deception is hidden element
We shall not indulge in it and comment
Every human being is gifted with such desire
We need to pray only Him and admire
If you adopt it in heart and cry
You can be called fool and attempting to fly
No one can help you in this deceptive world
You got to stand on your own feet and look bold
I am no saint or sage
But I have read it on many pages
God helps to only those
Who create path and choose
Nights may prove unbearable and long
Even if you may not be wrong
Still you are human being and must remain among
Even in wilderness and pain you must pray and sing a song
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Im Only Happy When It Rains
Im only happy when it rains
Im only happy when its complicated
And though I know you cant appreciate it
Im only happy when it rains
You know I love it when the news is bad
And why it feels so good to feel so sad
Im only happy when it rains
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
I feel good when things are going wrong
I only listen to the sad, sad songs
Im only happy when it rains
I only smile in the dark
My only comfort is the night gone black
I didnt accidentally tell you that
Im only happy when it rains
Youll get the message by the time Im through
When I complain about me and you
Im only happy when it rains
Pour your misery down, pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down pour your misery down
Pour your misery down on me pour your misery down
Pour your misery down
You can keep me company
As long as you dont care
Im only happy when it rains
You wanna hear about my new obsession?
Im riding high upon a deep depression
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me
Im only happy when it rains
Pour some misery down on me ...
song performed by by Garbage
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Partition and After
Everybody wanted lion's share
But were afraid to talk and dare
They were to benefit from blood and holocaust
People were to migrate soon and fast
Land was to be divided
But no clue was provided
No one knew which river will flow where
Only confusion prevailed here and there
Yet it went on with calculated move
People were uprooted and removed
Their property was burnt and houses on fire
The politicians were blamed and called liar
Soon same army was to confront face to face
Arms were to be inducted for madly race
Millions were to sleep on open ground
Love was lost and no where to be found
Everything was done in hurry
Power was only the cause of concern and worry
What has it brought for people in this country?
Except, hatred, poverty, misery and sans glory
Still hundreds weep today for their beloved
Kith and keen that were in day light butchered
No one mourned their death and missed
Only their memory and ashes were to be kissed
Not that we are against people's aspiration
But that can be done by maintaining relation
Peaceful migration can take place in orderly manner
Law and order situation has to be restored later
How can we rejoice such unholy partition?
When there is hatred and mistrust followed by volcano type ignition?
We may celebrate hard earned independence and freedom
But such joy is momentary and may remain permanent seldom
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The Misery Of Others
there is fun when one talks
about the misery of other people,
there is joy in the realization
that others' miseries are
far greater than yours,
there is this celebration
of lesser pains,
there is this misery in us
in not grieving for the misery
of those whom we have
not known so well,
those whose beatings of the
heart are slowing,
we do not think that we also
slowly die upon the death of
another
we have not seen such link
between our misery and theirs
it is the thin line that divides
the true man from the least of the
the animal kingdom
there is this comfort
that the worm cannot say anything
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Firing squad
Whose hands should have been hand cuffed and blind folded?
To face a death penalty and possible murder in cold
Can this practice be not put on permanent hold?
Can this be construed as cowardice act or bold?
Still this practiced is on in this civilized world
Reminiscences of cruel days yet not put in cold
Human lives at stake and honest living is marginalized
Fight for freedom and liberty is penalized
Our forefathers and champions always emphasized
Need to struggle for rights and honors energized
“Live and let others live” slogan should be patronized
Need to struggle for human rights should be intensified
Fruits of their struggle may not go in vain,
Struggle for rule and power will always remain,
With a view to have sway under their domain,
Rest all to suffer heavily under agony and pain,
What did they get for their struggle in return?
Old hard days of draconian rule and ugly turn
Misery, poverty and humanity on actual run
Autocratic rule and decisions at point of gun
Still end of peaceful struggle is not in sight
People still crushed, ruled under power or might
Those who continued with weapon and fight
Vanished and never saw a future in a day’s light
Normal citizens face brutal police assault
Wanton killing and wounds are rubbed with salt
You fill in their coffers with wealth?
You shall be fine with the state of health
You may witness fake encounters and executions
Innocents will be punished under the name of institutions
You will face firing squads with inhuman brutality
People all over the world with different nationality
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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