The Miserable INDIAN DEMOCRACY

Powerful People use me for their ‘dignity’.                                                           To the Commoners, I am ‘worst oddity’.

I declare ‘all’, to be at ONE stage                but I look at them, lying on different leveled staircase.

I thought, I can handle ‘Unity in Diversity’                                                     ..but what I see is, increasing diversities on new basis- ‘money, sex, and cities’!

I offer several rights, free to practice !      And then I offer several laws, that somehow threatens to practice.

I’ve punishments for bad guys who does bad courage.                                                   Ah! I am so impartial..that I also offer ways to them to easily escape.

I call ‘People’, THE MASTER & ‘ Government’, A SLAVE in crew..                but I till now doubt..to what extent is it true?

I exist in this country, where freedom lies..                                                                  to only those who have hand-full-of PIES.

‘Majesties’ who formed me, are now just on History Page!                                            I am treated at different level of perceptions by ‘mighty slaves’.

Today I am seeing, I don’t have any ideology

Though my existence makes you feel proud                                                           but you’ve made me for yourself, a Gout!

When you’ll realise, you will get no mercy .                                                              It would be too..LATE,

Hereby speaking- ‘The Miserable INDIAN DEMOCRACY’.

 

..When We’ll be Together Again

Which DATE and which DAY would be then..            How the SUN would accompany..will it ‘Blush Bright’ or hide behind the clouds..to stare us, quite!

I remember it was Sunny Day, when I had met you last..                                                                                 After that day, time didn’t cross too fast.

I know you, but I think, how you would be..               will you be frank? Or else hesitate..? Ah! I would love to see.

I’ll see your SMILE, and the ‘blushy shine’ .                     Static You. ‘Trembling HEART’ inside, I want to feel again this time.

I confront you every moment, in each day .                     But ‘that’ would be Special Day.

Old moments,our mind will rewind                              there won’t be any sorrow behind.

What’ll you wear? What should I ?                   Leave. Tell me, are you now a bearded guy ? 

Old or new look, all I’ll welcome.                                  For you should be ‘the same’ from inside.

Many people, you would have met these while                who are they, whom you felt to concile ? 

Your ‘Silver Watch’, is it still with you ?              What it showing..is our time going fruitful ?

I have ordered a ‘Pink dress’. I know you love to see me in that.                                                                       And you have to honestly judge..have I turned a bit fat ?

There must be some complains.. and a stomach-full to share .                                                                    It would be time taking to depict, what your eyes have stated.

Hope you not too angry, nor too sad u feel..                         I wish in your heart, I lie still! 

 

Me? About me..what to tell you, I can’t decide.

I just know, I want to REBORN AGAIN.                     Breathing now..life is in VAIN.

Oh! There is so much to tell  you..

I wish ‘that Time’ to surely come.. when WE WILL BE TOGETHER..AGAIN !

 

 

NigHt & DaY..

     “Are  you  devoted  to  your  love?”

 

I am NIGHT.                                                Everybody, everything stops, when meet me.                But I am never still.. I begin when one stops!            I may seem to you as a ‘Horror bae’                          But what I hold in my arms, is YOU, DAY!

 

I wonder how lively you seem.                                         You lights up everybody,                                                    For spreading smiles, you are so..keen

When you come, life begins to run..                                  How cheerfull you make those birds                      ..and give everyone , a teaching for work!

Day, your all around, children play.                       You so charming..that plants stand in you green & straight..and becomes your mate in giving esse..

 

But when arrive, I let all down.                                   I come with ‘thoughts’, ‘regrets’ and sometimes frustrations’.                                                                        I show the TRUTH to everyone..& make conffessions.

I offer my love  and nourish..& then everybody rests in me.                                                                 But I feel so lonely, for I am left alone.                                Though I am having you, but your are not awake with me..

 

I adorn YOU, then I come.                                            But why do I turn DARK ?

I want YOU Day..but why can’t I get you?

I miss in my life, your part..                                      Am I too bad, to remain this dark ?

I don’t want tears, for I don’t like sadness                       ..but how can I tell YOU, to take it away.

I can’t let these to be in your midway.

If good can never occur to me;                                    I will keep admiring it for you.

I’ll take all your sorrow, make you sleep..                                   ..& again you will wake up ‘ NEW’..

              Day, night LoVes YOU..!

PACE

Morning wakes up..with the ‘Shawl of Night’.                                                                                                          I see how again, a new day has arrived.

It never waits..comes on time.

Nothing ever waits. We just flow.                                      Sometimes steeper, or , other times, on a shallow way.                                                     Struggling to find an Even Path..                                            Junked now. Prosper then,.                        Stops. Takes a pace, & get flay.

It can’t be paused.                                                                It has to go through HARVESTINGS.                               Pops out, to give a pleasant breeze or sometime, stings..!

For the ‘rock’ which I had climbed, to rose up..         further steeps down..and brings me down.

 

Then comes the Night, where I stop.                             But its in motion.                                                      Waiting to understand..new morning’s notion.

And the new morning wakes up, with the ‘Shawl of Night’…

 

                  

Where your ‘GOOD DAYS’ lie?

 Where your ‘GOOD DAYS’ lie?

The DARK SKY looked down one night, & said-
“People there lives in worry, i’ll help them to make their day bright.”
The MOON laughed, & said-
” Sky, you can never give man, ‘A Good Day’. Don’t think of it, even a slight.”
But, sky was determined!
And morning arrived, with the sky, blushing blue
With huge heart, It was ready to vanish hue.
But what’s this? People didn’t seem happy.
“Ah,cruel sky!”, ” It’s so hot!”, could only be heard.
To enjoy and admire ‘Sunny Day’, none had time
All ended up their day, without any shine.
The DARK SkY was spreaded still, mourning on its failure..to bring up a good day.
But, was determined still, to make up a new day ! 
The next morning arrived with a dull coloured sky, 
filled with clouds of happiness and
the breeze too accompanied, after a while.
But what’s this? People didn’t seem happy.
For some couldn’t dry their clothes, & other were covered with sorrow of heart-slaughtered..
.. To take advantage of ‘A Pleasant Day’, none bothered.
All ended up their day, once more in shabby..
The DARK SkY was spreaded still, mourning on its failure to bring up a good day.
But enthused still, to make up the coming day !
Then morning arrived, and all it brought was, rain and dark clouds
..the sky was hiding in this shroud.
Oh! Again what’s this? People didn’t seem happy to take in pride
Weather turned to them useless, nothing they could collect 
And staying home, they could not abide.
To take breathe in ‘Romantic Day’, none thought.
Like every other day, this too was shot.
The DARK SkY was spreaded still..mourning on its failure, to bring up a good day.
But, wanted to try once more, to make up a good-new-day! 
Morning arrived with a still sky. All clear, with scattered clouds
An optimum environment! This time, no chance of causing a Gout.
But what’s this? People ran in hurry.
No time for ownselves..their face showed dilemmas and worries. 
Ah! Day full of work, couldn’t get liesure and heart still not satisfied.
To wait a while, and feel good, none tried.
The ‘Spring Day’ was dileberately fried!
The DARK SkY is spreading still..laughing on itself…that for whose sake it tried?
And saying to moon-
” Man has forgotten to live,
They only know, how to breathe.
They curse their each day, for not being ‘A Good Day’..
And don’t notice, that ‘there lie GOOD in Everyday’ !”

DressberrY

          “Believe it or not..girLs are                               FABULOUS, by god!!”

DreSs, goWn, ShirT, sHawl                                        ..but the wardrobe do NOT droll!

Lot to wear, but NOTHING NEW                                    No one can understand, I can’t get rescue.

PartY time! Friends have called                                What will I wear, will see one and all.

Can’t put on DRESS, for elders would see cheap!             GOWN would go heavy, and T-SHIRT mischieve.                                                       FORMALS are for meeting TRADITIONAL for festive.

What should I wear..that could perfectly hit?

Okay, but what then, if anything I buy                          ..I would need it’s ‘Accessory’, & selection for the same would take time.

Awesome should be the ‘Footwear’                   which can balance my height & match the gear.

And then too..a worry of HAIRS, how to form!                  Along with the make up that shouldn’t go wrong.

Oh! What a BeaUtifuLL tension we carry,.                                                                                                                                                                                                       We the GIRLS, in the wOrld of  DressberrY!

Don’t Wait for The RIGHT TIME

                 Don’t remain dumb

       You have voice to make a loud cry.

Never hesitate. You aren’t a piece to harass. You are future’s light!

What you waiting for? Wake up CHILD

The TIME will NEVER be just Right..

 

What’s your fashion? What’s your                           passion? Recognise.

You are not made to waste your time in slurry..

..or follow the path which could give you all time worry.

Make your choice. Dare to submit your words.

Right now is the time! What you waiting for YOUTH?

    The TIME will never be just Right.

 

  WOMAN, you are the strongest soul

You don’t require boundary or need any guide..

How can you remain shut on worse?

You are considered as the Best Teacher world-wide.

Screem out! Show the power inside.

Don’t wait

The TIME will NEVER be just Right..!

 

Till when will you follow hypocracy in name of religion?

Can’t you see, you only carry fear and belief you hide!

God is ONE, and that too, within you. Please do realise.

Serve in Humanity..not the PRIEST.

Think in right PEOPLE.

     The TIME will NEVER come just                                     RIGHT.

 

Upon ‘Unity in Diversity’, let your nation take pride.

Just on mere rumours, should brothers fight..?

Where you getting deviated, think a slight!

You won’t get time to regret

Give up the multiple religion in disguise.

Shake your hands friends, now.

The TIME will never come just RIGHT.

 

We all have certain sets of different blood groups.. same for all

You can’t deny

What you are..should depend on your work and state of mind.

Then how foolishly you distinguish caste and community?

Stop! Now get rid from this custom from past.

Fools, marry your beloved, don’t marry your caste!

Don’t delay on thinking anymore. Apply

    The time will never be just Right..!