11 Aug 2019

Rain - A curse

Drip, Grass, Raindrop, Mood


Rain evokes fond memories of a hilly village
Magically transforming the idle soil green
Springs drooling towards the river downhill
Barren canal uphill raising pool of tadpoles  
Paddy fields brimming again before harvest
Transformation of a lean river into a monster
That overpowers the old stone bridge ferociously
But it never took any life nor displaced people

 Man Under Waterfall, Waterfall, Strong
Now, rain evokes haunting memories of a forgettable past
Echo of the rain droplets brought life back to scars in the heart
Bringing back the shades of beloved voices that opted silence
Along with the dreams and romances that they left behind
The untold truths are hiding in some distant hearts for long
Leaves the mind emotionally drained and craving for closure
Making the lonely nights unbearable with endless thoughts
Depraving the mind peace and sleep, an unforgiving torture


 Rain, Raindrops, Seasons, Water, Macro, Road, Way
















#Rain Images from wonderful contributors in www.pixabay.com 





27 Feb 2019

Darkness

There is light in the darkness
There is silence in the darkness
There is joy in the darkness
There is naughtiness in the darkness
There is emptiness in the darkness
There is soul in the darkness
There is love in the dark
There is pain in the dark
There is weakness in the darkness
 There is inspiration in the darkness

Written in association with simona on twitter. 

Some Moments

Some moments are hard to forget
Some moments are painful to remember
But those moments are here to say
Deep inside the heart forever

Give back


Give back my right
Give back my land
Give back my pride
Give back my soul
Give back my values
I wish to live with freedom
I wish to live with peace
I wish to live with equality
Even for one day here
I live in this soulless state
Where passion is seen during cricket
Or during a war
Where everyone is corrupted in mind
I live in this lawless state
Where anyone can kill at will 

27 Feb 2016

Highway




A deserted Highway
Abandoned cars and trucks
Badly burnt
At middle of nowhere
No trace of survivors
No trace of hooligans
A story unfolded
In fields nearby
Scattered feminine attires
 And inner wears
Villagers nearby
Revealed the horror
The loot and the battering
Abductions and rapes
Desperate run to save lives
Refuge and silence
Longest wait for the dawn
Of freedom
In the jail of night
As lust and greed
Hid behind the thuggery
To chase down innocence
And erase the evidence
Journeys of joy
Turned out as nightmares
Home remained so far away
Scars of night accompanied
The escape journey
Justice remained beyond reach
As defenders of law remained

Inaccessible 




Image courtesy: Thanks to creators 

26 Feb 2016

Lost Love





A journey from chaos to silence was agonizingly slow
A journey from oblivion to smile was surprisingly brisk
The distance between the silence and smile is daunting 
Time flies with vanishing memories and withered bond






Image : Thanks to the rightful creator

20 Feb 2016

Anti-National

I am an Anti-National
I don’t pretend my country or cow as my mother
I prefer to give that respect to my mother alone

I am an Anti-National
I don’t worship a saffron terrorist Godse as Patriot  
I admire Gandhi and millions of freedom fighters

I am an Anti-National
I don’t visit RSS shakha to learn about AkhandaBharat
I am fascinated about the formation of Indian Union

I am an Anti-National
I don’t eulogize Sanskrit or Hindi to become a nationalist
I love my mother tongue and stand for all Indian languages

I am an Anti-National
I don’t feel threatened by minorities and other ideologists
I rather bother about hatred spewing rioters and criminals

I am an Anti-National
I don’t use tri-color to force Indians to prove their patriotism
I can’t imagine a saffron flag representing India in my lifetime

I am an Anti-National
I don’t endorse emergency under Indira Gandhi decades go
I believe in Indian constitution and democracy, nothing else

I am an Anti-National
I don’t think, our government should benefit only corporates
I wish for social welfare support and opportunities to all Indians

I am an Anti-National
I don’t think, any innocent Indian should be jailed for sedition
 I wish that our government could nab some deadly criminals   

I am an Anti-National
I don’t think, I have to prove my patriotism to rioters and haters
I wish they could stop killing fellow Indians and help Indian farmers

I am an Anti-National
I don’t plan to go to Pakistan, just to make newbie patriots happy
I was born here, I will live here and I want to die here, when I am old 

I am an Anti-National
I don’t want to identify myself as anything but a normal Indian
I prefer being an Anti-national than a saffron blinded nationalist



#IamAntiNational 

Rain - A curse

Rain evokes fond memories of a hilly village Magically transforming the idle soil green Springs drooling towards the river downhill...