Not On Record
'Nothing will go on record' speaker ruled
People watch on screen lives but are not fooled
They know it is sheer wastage of their money
It is unruly scene and created in temple of democracy
It is parliament that shapes county's future
All laws are passed after making it sure
That they form no bias and for the people
As country has gained freedom after great struggle
People's representatives act foolish and trade the charges
Break the furniture, snatch the mike and crowd in large
What a way to witness an unruly scene on large scale!
As if citizens are like fishes and to be swallowed by whale
Speaker finds it hard to control the disciplined representatives
More of them are from families known and relatives
Country has gained information that they have large assets outside
People die in remote parts and suffer poverty at country side
It is observed from the emerging facts that country is ruled by dynasty
Where members openly reflect their loyalty sans honesty
Parliament is reduced to lower level and country is put to shame
We need to share the sentiments as we are also equally to be blamed
We exercise franchise in selection and hand over the country
We all know what they do after reaching there to corner the money
We can do nothing as judiciary take circuitry path
Terrorists openly defy the law of land and enjoy blood bath
We can helplessly watch soldier's plight
No proper weapons are provided to fight
Look at the plight of farmer's who toil hard in sun
They suicide in despair and their fate is on run
I would love to mourn and bury the democracy
Prefer sometimes one hand rule and autocracy
But all wolves are same in white cloth
They disguise as our savior but as both
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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In Democracy People Are Supreme
In democracy people are supreme
People elected their representatives
And sent to parliament to make laws
On behalf of them.
To make democracy a success
Endemic protest is necessary
To make the representatives in order
They should cautioned.
People are the soul of parliament
Parliament can change but not people
People are the root parliament is foot.
Come to the people O parliamentarian
O representatives of people
People are your master
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Serve the people and to do all welfare works.
Democratic institutions are for the people
Without people the state is a big zero
In democracy people are supreme
Do not handle the people in whim.
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The Great Indian Resurgence, 2011
One brave Indian fights a non-violent war
One old man crusades against an old issue – Corruption
One arrest has got the support of a hundreds more
But can this one great man pull off a big victory
for the people, by the people of India?
Will corrupt representatives clean their favourable system?
Will money-lovers stem their flow of easy money?
Will love of money abate and welfare of masses predominate?
Will the Government realise its responsibilities and accountability?
Can a crowd dictate to the Parliament?
Can a bill be passed by coercion by a throng?
Can people control the functions of the Parliament on all issues?
Can mass fasting work out a miracle?
This is an on-going war and it is far from over;
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Anyway, it is a very good start.
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So far, so good, the fast is paying off;
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Justice may not prevail as some good souls expect
It is just the beginning of a good end
But the end may not come too soon
Only God can decide a good outcome.
So, patience must rule all hearts;
A ‘give and take policy’ is best for all;
Indian democracy is beset by numerous problems;
A sample awareness of ‘people’s power’ has been created;
Let us all await a good result!
(19-08-11)
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Democracy
If a country’s majority of people are illiterate
Democracy will bear no sweet fruit
Whereas if a country’s most of the people are educated
Democracy will bring peace, harmony and prosperity.
Therefore governments ought to provide education to all citizens
In order to obtain good results of democracy
And if necessary they should go for free education
For the poor people irrespective of sex.
On the other hand education should be up to the mark
And moral education should also be provided
So that a corruption-free society can be established.
Thus democracy is able to set up a welfare state
With a minimum timeframe.
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America In Turmoil
this country has gotten out of hand-its time for americans to take
a stand.-we let petroleum prices rule our lives.
and change the way we live.-now its time for the politicians to give.
the same way that the north and south joined forces
to become a nation.
it is time for democrats and republicans to become one.
and help the people get out from under the gun.
unity is what we need right now-but its nowheres to be found.
president bush took the oath-and made this country
his escape goat.
he took ameica to a war that was in civil strife
and had americans lose their lives.
now! he is pulling out the large profitering companies
from a hole that they created.
and used the publics money for their own personal greed.
and then says they're in need.
get rid of the ones who created this mess-let obama take the test.
if this country is in poverty-it is time to be set free.
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A democracy not alone
It is not the democracy alone to enjoy
It can be dependent on many methods and how you employ
The people are made supreme to decide the course
Often it is giving the way and invite the curse
After all it has to be for the people's good
What is the use if they are starving for food?
still they have to live under poverty line
And we claim it alright and is very fine
Why have we not attained real form of liberty?
Why do we witness lawlessness and feel pity?
It is irony of fact that we have no iron will
We allow them free hand to target us and kill
Is it not the fact the there is large scale corruption?
The system is put to disuse and face frequent disruption
The legal cases takes years together for addressable
Where do we go then for its redressal?
The political rivalry is welcome in any form
Only people should remain vigilant and inform
The course can be steered and taken to safety
The adversary can be defeated even if he is powerful and mighty
I witness emergence of dictatorship
They come into power and act as lordship
It has lacuna and lack so much in application
The people still suffer In its continuation
The peace and happiness must prevail at any cost
This is troubling factor and is seen with most
No system is perfect unless rightly implemented
It may deliver good but still adversely commented
All dictators and despots are not that evil
They have been represented as devil
We are the culprits to have openly encouraged
The country's affair could have been well managed
Nothing is condemned or praised
It is the only finger raised
We may lack the strength to oppose
The country is at loss as we observe truce and pause
Some of the decisions can be taken arbitrarily
if that can lead to defuse the situation easily
There is no need to go through tortuous route
We should try to weed out and strike at the root
We all know there is tragic end for despots
They receive all negative reports
Their future hangs in balance and fear for life
They can't handle the country which torn with strife
Democracy or despotic rule can serve better
It should serve better and not shatter
All our aspirations for peace and stability
It will be known as best very good quality
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Anna Hazare A strong old man Fights corruption For the people Of his country
Anna Hazare
A strong old man
Has taken the nation
By storm
Fights corruption
For the people
Of his country
Lives in a temple
Without a family
On others mercy
With meager means
Politicians see him
As an enemy
Afraid of being caught
Corrupt deeds
Getting exposed
People at large
Support his mission
Of honesty
Pray to god daily
Honesty overtakes
Corruption finally
Brings smile
On the faces of people
Of his country
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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How To Rule
How to rule big country?
Fool its people and spread misery
You must have enough of skill and money
Then you can rule over with turn key
Who cares if farmers suicide?
Who cares if poor is crushed and dies?
Some paltry some for his descent funeral
And few bucks to bereaved family on arrival
Where my country is heading for?
Why Jumbo Boeing jets are landing on soil unsought for
Why coal has turned white all of sudden?
Why country is so much worried and laden?
Moguls thought years back and stayed
British did it and successfully swayed
Plundered the country and took wealth abroad
What is the scene today to share the load?
Again and again tax is forced
Sky is limit but country has progressed
Congress does repeat show and may get biting dust
One big push is in offing and is certainly must
Poor may die of hunger
Still may not show any anger
They are given lollypop
Along with liquor, dhoti* and utensils hope
They will form government again at centre
All thugs will assemble to share the butter
All perks and emoluments may be doubled
Country may go to dogs and remain troubled
Politicians play the trick and cheat the voters
Lion's share is grabbed and play as sorters
Each area is divided and to be ruled
No interference is promised and public is fooled
This is my country and is called safe heaven
Millions of refuges cross over illegally and settle down
You ask for ration card, identity proof and light bill
Everything is ready for our innocent nationals to be killed
* Dhoti ….Long cloth for wrapping body
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The real heroes
Bearing the rage of elements
Far from their loved ones
Exposing their lives to danger
Yet remain firm and dedicated
To the safety of the country
They are real heroes who wake up in the night
When we are in the bed
They toil at the border
When we enjoy with our family
They also have families and friends
They also pine for them
But country is a priority for them
They forget everything for the sake of the country
They live for the country
And they die for the country
They are not among them who never miss
A single chance to earn money
And yet called heroes
These so called heroes put the honour
Of the country at stake
But our soldiers put their live at stake
To save the country from embarrassment
They are the pillars of the country.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Our Indian politicians
Clad in white clothes from top to bottom,
These bright smiling faces are the symbol of our politics,
They determine the destiny of our country,
They are worried over the country's progress
As well as their commission,
They get in the work budget,
They are busy in siphoning off people's money.
Their exterior is very bright
But the interior is very dark,
They are eating away the country
As the white ant
eats away the wood.
They are hounds in the guise of
goat,
Who eats away its own little ones.
Their palatial residence,
Their fleet of luxury cars,
Are evident
Of their illegitimate earnings,
They can put even their country at stake
To serve their petty interest.
They make people fight
In the name of religion and region,
But all is not alike,
There are few among them who are really
Concerned for the future of the country,
The country is progressing by means of such leaders,
They have love and care for the country,
They are always ready to make sacrifice for the mother land,
But their number is so low that we could count them on fingers.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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Rest With People
Power should rest with people
No one should cause any trouble
It has to be free country with freedom dissent
Not all should be granted or to be taken for assent
Of course power by the people, for the people and of the people
But power not to be cornered by and centered with any single
This gives rise to concentration of wealth by limited persons
They will adopt the ways contrary to for the various reasons
No body should be placed above law
Policy should be crystal cleared and devoid of any flaw
How can hungry nation face the onslaught of any large scale corruption?
When nation is mourning the deaths of farmers with lots of questions
National wealth is taken out of country and placed in secret vault
Still corrupt politicians are no ready to address the faults
Inhuman atrocity committed on peaceful demonstration
And now will power exposed for the power concentration
Why such powers can not be divested by country people?
How can handful of people take caw in hand and impose will?
How can country grant liberty under the guise of democracy?
Only people’s can will prevail and assert the supremacy
Why can’t the traitors be hanged in open?
Why issues relating to corruption can not be reopened?
What is worrying them to expose the nexus and modus operand?
How can country be called republic and clear the stand?
Innocent people can’t be brutally attacked at night
Had they come to interrupt the city life or to fight?
Any lawlessness can’t be tolerated for a second
But brutal behavior must be totally condemned
Where are we heading for future action?
Waiting for corrupt people to come spoil harmony with any reaction?
The country demands explanation from unlawful higher ups
Either they reform themselves or make exit and shut up
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Freedom at last
Many years have been passed since we gained independence
It was not solitary case or mere simple incidence
It had come to end after centuries of subjugation
And achieved after prolonged struggle for status elevation
It is dram come true from slave country to a sovereign state
Finally sealing of billions of people’s aspirations and fate
Joy and cheers for whole of county and to breathe free air
With complete resolve to take on millions with care
Soon country may have a sigh of relief from foreign rule
The feeling was running high with addition of rumors and fuels
We were going to be master of our own destiny
A role entrusted to new occupants but desired by many
What we find today after freedom struggle?
Has it brought any material change with troubles?
Are we in real sense free and move without fear?
Has it not added more woes and agony to bear?
Nothing has changed in our own homeland
We are homeless and alien in our own land
No roof on our top and illiteracy rate very high
We are left alone to fate as high and dry
The gulf has been widened and poor are made to suffer
We have shown them day light dreams but have nothing to offer
Ordinary man can not have two square meals a day
Our dreams are shattered and hopes are dashed away
Farmers commit suicide and uniform people are gunned down
Law and orders is nobody’s concern and certainly well known
People were never dejected even under occupation forces
Today we have nothing but fear, deaths and only remorse
Still we are better than those dying daily praying in holy places
Whom to pray and whom to trust rather than feeling pity for races?
What a mosque or what a church to go in for asking peace!
The sentiments are at low ebb and human relation on freeze
If this is what it goes by definition then we may desire tyranny
At least democracy is not misunderstood and looks funny
Country’s wealth is cornered and sent abroad for future use
Country is burning at home and no means available to defuse
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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How an Ordinary!
How an ordinary man can steer the course?
Of a mighty nation crumbled under its own weight of course
Relentless struggle with no support from people
Yet so much zeal and enthusiasm and capable
How difficult and dangerous is half won struggle?
How dangerous is it to interpret the law of jungles?
Where each individual animal is in search of easy pry
When find the field is open then why not to try?
Country can go to dogs if not nurtured
Not imparted rights and duties and ignorantly ventured
Who else can shed the blood for country’s in dependence?
And yet very much linked to each other for dependence
Anna Hazare showed the way to harness people’s energy
It was neither funded by any group or helped with money
It was self emancipation of like minded people with resolve
Stick on the roads if not tried earnestly for problems to solve
Only people are supreme in nation’s voice
People choose the representatives to work on promises
Rules and regulations are for smooth functioning
Not to subvert it for self interest and undermining
What does the constitution guarantee to its people?
Administration free from fear, strong and capable
Independent judiciary to uphold the basic rights
Where does the question arise leading to fights!
Absolute power corrupts absolutely
If things are not pursued positively
Rulers have to draw strength from the source
That can’t come away by manipulating force
Parliament or anybody can be called holy home
Members or representatives are always welcome
They are our sign of hopes and guardians
Why are we put to shame to call them as custodians?
Take for granted if population rises in revolt
Demands better facilities and control over faults
Things must be takes as possible eruption of volcano
They will be forced out and this they must know
If crowd remain silent with no provocation
It is nice, good and healthy indication
We have lost no love or turned enemy in relation
But today it is the answer we are searching in question
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Except more deaths
Where have you all gone?
What wrong have we done?
Why can't we hear your sweet melody?
Has any harm been done by somebody?
Heavy clouds too are not seen?
As if darkness may prevail as scene
It may cast gloom over beautiful land
If you don not shower with full force as friend
I see long and vast tracks as barren
There are no traces of trees even
The land has developed big cracks
The future seems to be bleak and at stake
More ever there bloody in fighting
Precious lives are lost in inciting
What are we fighting for an example?
Is it fight over freedom or aimless struggle?
Africans are on killing spree
Peace lovers and haters are on run and flee
The country is turning slowly into graveyard
Only locals must rise and stand on the guard
Outside help may not help and improve
The time is running out and they have to prove
Scores of people die over for keeping control
World watches helplessly as no one responds to the call
Draughts too take heavy toll and openly curse
People starve and have no time even for remorse
There is shortage for grain and relief
Weapons are available in plenty to our misbelieve
Sea pirates rule the highway on seas
No aid can reach there safely as free
You can openly witness and feel the lawlessness
The peace is the only way and option for us to chase
Let our brethrens there be spared of agony
They are short of everything including money
Every year they are faced with natural wrath
What else can be faced except more deaths?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Nation awakes
Total seizure and encroachment of human rights
Without shedding blood or offering fights
Easy walk over under the disguise
Of parliament supremacy and voter’s franchise
Once a leader always a leader
Public failed to read them as reader
All laws and rules meant for public
That has been impetrated as republic
Murderers and mafias can attack at will
Parliament is refuge for thieves to kill
Two birds with one stones
Protection on one side and seat as throne
Without shedding blood or offering fights
Easy walk over under the disguise
Of parliament supremacy and voter’s franchise
Weak judiciary amounting delay in justice
Kept strength at low and not fulfilling the promises
Natural wealth is stolen in day light
Where are the human rights activists to fight?
Beggars rule the national front
Daily corruption comes to light and confront
Right minded people think about real democracy
Who has the real power in hand with supremacy?
Can we not recall people’s representatives?
Can we not decide the fate of natives?
Why wolves are allowed free roam in the streets?
Why can we not amend the rules for expectations to meet?
It is firm resolve not to allow total eclipse
It will meet stiff resistance and response
No one can take it granted where people rule
Not a single or powerful man must try to make them fool
It is awareness and aspirations
Where so many things pose questions
Nation can not progress with empty belly
All measures may stand useless and silly
Poor must find place and say
They can’t be denied rights and pushed away
Entire nation may burn
And turn in rubbles and ruins
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Nothing In Our Arsenal
Justice delayed is justice denied
Often said in open but never tried
Every one uses it in its own gain
Only poor suffer and under go the pain
Only but civilized society is to be blamed
They don't come out in open and ideology shared
They conduct seminars and offer lectures
Ideas never float and thus block the future
Votes are sold in open and they don't venture out
Stay at home with family and only talk about
Every body wants to be millionaire overnight
Democracy has become lame and lacks will power to fight
Forget about legal systems in any country
It can't be left to the domain of anybody
People should have to take care
Properly address the system and nurture
Big industrial houses openly support
Involve in tug of war and take ship at the port
Lot many cartels of self interest are on board
The country as whole has to bear the load
The scenario has been completely changed
The criminals are on forefront and system efficiently managed
Everybody is made of clay and exposed to greed
Where can you provide effective machinery to lead?
No one may come out in open and participate
Everybody may dream of beautiful country and leave it to fate
No nightangle may come of its own and sing of patriotism
We need n such imaginary happiness but only humanism
I wish to be part of global happiness
Where it is not marred by color, cast creed or race
Where independent systems rule to the benefit of people and country
Then only there may appear real joy and place to enjoy beauty
Why people should die of hunger elsewhere?
Why at all countries should wage wars?
Why innocents should die in streets and suffer?
Have we nothing in our arsenal to offer?
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Gone Country
Shes been playing in a room on a strip
For ten years in vegas
Every night she looks in the mirror
But she only ages
Shes been reading about nashville and all
The records that everybodys buying
Says Im a simple girl myself
Grew up on long island
So she packs her bags to try her hand
Says this might be my last chance
Shes gone country, look at them boots
Shes gone country, back to her roots
Shes gone country, a new kind of suit
Shes gone country, here she comes
Well the folk scene is dead
But hes holding out in the village
Hes been writing songs speaking out
Against wealth and privilege
He says i dont believe in money
But a man could make him a killin
Cause some of that stuff dont sound
Much different than dylan
I hear down there its changed you see
Theyre not as backwards as they used to be
Hes gone country, look at them boots
Hes gone country, back to his roots
Hes gone country, a new kind of suit
Hes gone country, here he comes
He commutes to la
But hes got a house in the valley
But the bills are piling up
And the pop scene just aint on the rally
He says honey Im a serious composer
Schooled in voice and composition
But with the crime and the smog these days
This aint no place for children
Lord it sounds so easy it shouldnt take long
Be back in the money in no time at all
Hes gone country, look at them boots
Hes gone country, back to his roots
Hes gone country, a new kind of suit
Hes gone country, here he comes
Yeah hes gone country, a new kind of walk
Hes gone country, a new kind of talk
Hes gone country, look at them boots
Hes gone country, oh back to his roots
Hes gone country
Hes gone country
Everybodys gone country
Yeah weve gone country
The whole worlds gone country
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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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
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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The City Vs. The Country
In the city where the colours run dry,
Or in the country where the farmers grow rye.
In the city where there are fees,
Or in the country where beauty is free.
In the city where there are loud crowds,
Or in the country where you can watch clouds.
In the city where you camp out in your room,
Or in the country where you have fun dancing with a broom.
In the city where there are polluting cars,
Or in the county where you can see stars.
In the city where you seal the deal,
Or in the country where you can heal.
In the city where you say later,
Or in the country where you can see the water.
In the city where space is tight,
Or in the country where you hold their hand in the moonlight.
Written by Haley McRae,14.
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Real Losers
one is the soul of the country one is the wealth
both seem not to know how best to give to the country
one says one is the real son of the country
the other says he is equally a son of the country
for he helps build up the country, feed the nation
and develop it blood and sweat
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one insists he is the real master
the other says he wishes to have similar status
both go on and on until they forget there is
a country to be fed, to be built, and both
end up in the drain, soul and wealth
so much to fight over in a country
without much of a country to gain in the end
my pity, my pity
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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