Another bud

Another bud torn asunder
How many more I just wonder
Is there no end to man's hunger?
When will he learn to control lust and anger?

What does he gain from such blunder?
No remorse or grief after innocence, plunder
Baby girls, the most vulnerable of species Who will save them from this vile, societal disease?

Alone she lay torn and bleeding
Can we not see where this is leading?
It is but obvious that Doomsday is near When man is turning into beast and attacking without fear

Till we rise in one voice and register our protest
Scores of little buds will wither while we relax at home taking much needed rest
Is this the future we seek for our kids?
Let us act today before tomorrow goes amiss.

Melancholy

Tears they flow in gay abandon
They get washed away in the rain

Oh how liberating to release pent up pain Without the need to happiness feign Unlike summer when the cascade of tears would be incongruent
I sob to my heart's content

Together we weep, keeping each other company
The dark gray sky and me

Pondering on a gloomy evening

The tears that flow
Aren't just for me
That's for everything wrong I see around me
The loss of innocence
The wasted youth
The lack of feelings
The apathy of politicians uncouth
The walls built on food, religion caste and state
The saviours of cows letting them die famished - is that in good taste?
Pent up emotions they well up in my eyes They keep me company, the overcast skies

Am I really Free?

Am I really Free?

Am I really Free
To pray to any God without being attacked?

Am I really Free
To eat anything I want without being persecuted?

Am I really Free
To move on the streets without being violated?

Am I really Free
To drink without me and family being jailed?

Am I really Free
To speak my mind without being trolled?

Am I really Free
To wear what I want without being judged?

Am I really Free
To love another human without being convicted?

Am I really Free
To live in society without ,on account of caste ,color or gender, being discriminated?

Am I really Free
When,after 70 years my personal freedom is still shackled?

Am I really Free?
I wonder!!

Bloodshed over Water

Fight over water
Is this what we have come to ?
Have we forgotten how to share Nature's free resources too ?

Can you really lay sole claim to a river? Madness like this makes me shiver

How petty can we get ?
Our common needs forget

Today we control the river's force Tomorrow we may try to alter the raincloud's course

Don't we have a sense of shame?
For the current situation we have ourselves to blame

Nature must be shaking her head in disgust
Wondering to which monsters did she her treasure entrust

Can't we share and give,live and let live? Can't we bury the past forget & forgive? Why point fingers and blame others?
All are brothers and sisters born of different mothers

Nature's gifts are meant to be shared and cared
Not to be fought over ,with ugly fangs bared
At this rate there will be nothing left
No rivers,no forests ,of resources bereft Let us join forces to find a solution
Live as a family and have a fair resolution

Life after Uri Attack

Though I normally do not endorse violence I am forced to pen this today

Our blood we spilt to wash our land
Will you let it flow in vain?
Restore pride to our motherland
Relieve her of her pain

Enough of needless intrusion
Its time to hit back
Peace is an indulgent delusion
Please just give it back

For once just pick up your arms
And your country defend
Don't waste precious soldier lives
Don't to be a dove pretend

Like an eagle just soar high
And in one precise fell swoop
Wipe out a few of their terror camps
Don't let army morale droop

Sick and tired of pretence
Our neighbors don't seem to learn
Seems retaliation is a given hence
Let them in their self lit fire burn

Peace should not be seen as being weak Our dignity we must protect
An eye for an eye,a tooth for tooth Inaction will not help

Just rise to the occasion this time
Give them a fitting reply
Let them squirm in hostile clime
For once let bullets fly

BIRD

B orn with wings I soar in the sky R evelling in the knowledge that He D esigned me to fly B lessed am I to be free R oaming at will returning at D usk to my nest in yonder tree B rother of mine I s trapped in a cage R immed with gold it may well be D esperate to fly he flaps his wings .....he cannot escape can he? B e kind enough I beseech you R elease him back in the sky to D o what he was born to do ...O just let him fly