Fake Conceptions Poem by C. P. Sharma

Fake Conceptions



Conceiving is silent
It doesn't advertise
As the stage advances
The world comes to know its size
Post delivery all, celebration and prize

In our polity, the tables have turned
It conceives much publicity
Without lump and growth
Photo sessions are done
The credits are won

The delivery is an iron rod*
And the public feels defraud

*As per scriptures and the ancient historical texts, after the end of the Mahabharat war, Rishi Vishwamitra and Narad Muni came to Dwarika. The Yadav princess, in order to trick the rishis, wrapped Samb with cloth and took him to the rishis for their blessings so that he could beget a son. The rishis were already aware of this by their sheer knowledge and cursed him instead. The curse was that during Bharya time, the Sambh, turned into a lady, would beget a 'moosal' (iron rod type weapon) , which in turn would be used by the Andhak, Vrishni and other Yaduvanshi to kill each other.

Fake Conceptions
Monday, June 6, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: political
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C. P. Sharma

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Bissau, Rajasthan
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