Lords tread,hunted&haunted..
Treasures torn apart....
Thy womb birthe great men
Mama's pride
fondled&fought for honour
wiped tears..
Beloved sparkled!
Behold!
Nomore sons
Many more sins
God absent
Godmen present
Brute kicks &
Burries Truth
Nidus nibbled,
Lap lashed
Momma bleeds
uncontrollably weeps..
Jewels in thou crown
wails&withers
Virtuous voices
vain&slitted
Ignorance seizes
Baron&beholden
Sinless slaughtered
Sinful survives!
Gaze Dear!
blazing fire
shalt extinguished
Pour strength...
Pervade truth
Hold the sword
Settle the scores
Smite unjust&brutish
There begins
A new DAWN..
To restore thy GLORY!
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mmm.. good one.. simple.. words.. yet effective..not too long.. but says a lot...!
[god was always present :)
he sent those brave hearts to die for us :(
amma....we abandoned u...
we must ask ourself where we went wrong...]
..helplessness makes me angry..
will anger convert into strength..
i feel nothing scrawler.. its like i am dreaming all way.. my mind aint working.. no words at th moment.. ive never ben to mumbai.. yet i feel so close to it :-(
When is my nation gonna have a leader? Knowing its wrong, i hope a military rule may prove better for the people of this country. Knowing I am all wrong, I support a WAR today.
deep one!
the time has come now..
@vin..this is my response to ur poem 'Betrayed"
yes indeed I saw the connection...the little one creates a 'simple' version and the poetess creates the 'cryptic' versions! well, i could never word my feelings like this!!
probably, the germs there:)
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