The added wisdom with the scornful use,
Will add more to the human miseries.
A century of conflicts, contending confusions,
Blurring the minds, hearts, and vision,
The Dormant Righteousness will be tormented,
To the utmost extent, the sleeping conscience,
Will awaken to give the Universal Call,
To wash contagious, cancerous effects,
Of faithlessness and too selfishness,
Uniting the indignant broken hearts.
An era of violation and use of force,
When spacey cobras will vomit fire,
Resulting wide disastrous devastation,
Erasing the falsified civilizations,
The Gigantic Guards will receive,
The grievous injuries in both the eyes,
Upon the skull, on hard brainy spots,
Making them blind, desperate mad,
In Panic trouble they will pant,
Ravaging around, with thundering roar.
They will bear upon this fatal fate,
For poking noses in the world everywhere,
It is the time to patch spots worn out,
With the thread of tolerance, and sacrifice.
excellent write. this is the true spirit of writing, i m really impressed good job rgrds
A genuine concern for the vanishing social values. The technologies are bringing the whole world closer but the hearts are moving apart. It is a great irony of the day. You have put the whole scenario so well with rhythmic poetic movements. I specially liked: It is the time to patch spots worn out, With the thread of tolerance, and sacrifice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An inspirational write with many interesting symbols and warnings, I trust and believe in the message!