India Calling !!
Deep inside my mind
A thought always remained
Is it just that I feel it
Or is my mother really in pain?
Buildings rising so high
But our hearts going mild
Roads are a pity
Hey, this is what we Indians call a city !!
Going up and down
Vehicles making perpetual sound
Pollution at its peak
Dusty days making rounds
Scattered plastics and paper
Or some spits no better
The stinky smell of waste
Lying on every road and, too on our face
Poor have no say
Rich have sunshine and they merrily make hay
Daughter is still a taboo
Suicides and dowry are sadly still not gray
Children wake up with resposibilities
Left with no choice
Just pursue their careers
But not their abilities
Ministers are sinisters
Making ugly helpless men fight
Enjoying their winning winding plans
And holding up the might
Every second minute a farmer dies
No food no water, no shoulder to cry
No one is aware of their saddened state
But the seat-begging guys who just pretend & lie
Promises made with a huge smile
Simply to be thrown off, say good-bye
We all are blissfully ignorant
Sadly living just our lives
The silent youth is care-free
A selfish a man can ever be
Just thinking of hooking up a girl
Or gulping down fries, pizzas and Pepsi
A silent sigh, a raging fear
Trapped in my heart, asking
Is it just that I feel it
Or is my mother really in plight?
My eyes burning like hell
Seeing her raped in despair
Tearing her integrity
And drowning so deep, her pride
She wont shout for help
Nor would she beg to leave her alone
Confined to her distress
She just lets out a silent moan
I cant take no more
Wanna rise up and even out the score
But sadly this aint no game
I would be thrown off like a whore
Its time to grow, come together
Save our dying dusty mother
Lets build a fresh relationship
To sail her to the glory times forever
Hear your thoughts inside
For every one of you knows what’s right
Its time for a revolutionary change
To take our mother to new heights
Men trading our country
Have to be shown their right place
Make them do their duty
And carry our land with grace
Just one step, one act
A leading hand to grab her
Our mother is falling
Wake up guys, India is calling !!
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Pooja said,
February 21, 2008 at 1:49 am
I never knew that u can even write poems….but i always had the instinct that u can be a good writer….do i need to say y i feel so :)….u r simply an allrounder….m really lucky i need to say …..now since this talent is discovered please do not take it for granted and keep writing :)))
I am the 1st one in ut fan list
would u mind giving me an autograph pleaseeeeeee?
Surabhi said,
March 17, 2008 at 3:02 am
hey…. good yaar……very thoughtful
Very good description of the country ….
komal said,
March 20, 2008 at 11:58 pm
Mind blowing .. what great thoughts.. I am so glad to know you!!!