A Time Full Of Dangers Poem by Arvind Srivastava

How can I wait..

When there is not a single penny in my pocket

In the name of ancestral heritage

A broken roof and a few torn and tattered books of poetry

The most useless books of today

A lot of spit to choke down

And inertia such that if someone riddles you with bullets

You won't even utter a word

A hollow mask of respect

Her forefathers have left

So that the generation stays away from immorality

A rag of advice

But pretending to cover herself in a long sheet

With the wishes of some royal dream

How can I wait,

When the whole century is locked in a laptop

And the life system

Mortgaged to the traders

Rulers of the whole world are after

Against love..

So this time is not free from danger

For the expansion of love or for waiting!