Death Of Commonwealth- 2010 Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

Perhaps games are gone into the world of shame!
And entire nation watching helplessly this defame;
Peoples’ wrath is high and loud,
And my sad thoughts are in abound.

Sick leaders loot and gulp with their dirty hands,
Like broken star upon some gloomy land,
Laughing and mocking the sportive beams,
Slaughtering millions’ happy dreams.

I see them dancing in an air of glory,
But peoples’ days, but sad and hoary,
See darkness even in bright days:
But leaders ready to dump all to decays.

O Almighty God! Kind and caring,
Watching all from high heaven towering!
Restore to your brutal justice you have showed,
And be merciful who to kind and bowed.

Dear, beautiful Delhi! The jewel of the nation,
Shining nowhere, but in the dark passion;
What corrupt and rotten lie beneath your dust,
Could control these man’s greed and lust!

He that has seen collapsing bridges may woe,
At first thought, if this show will toe;
But falling ceiling and cracking beds tell a tale new,
That is to all open, known and due.

And yet as stray dogs have some brighter dreams
Call their soul mates, where players have to make themes:
So large filth and dirt scenes descend into dear sleep,
And into filthy cabins and fear peep.

If stars are given a dead theme song,
There high flames hit hard by path holed roads’ tomb;
But when the show that played by rogues and goons,
Fear creeps mind of incessant doom.

O Father of world, and all
Bless this toiling and corrupted fair!
Resume Thy spirit for this sick nation to thrall,
Into true and happy success hall.

Either clear all the darkness, which blot and fill
My dear nation and people, silent still,
Or else destroy the rogues and goons’ dance,
Where nation do not see Mohan, Kalmadi, Gill, Dixit pass.