I AM INDIA
In-dependent and Free
When I close my eyes…….
And try to look inside…
My HEART beating
Pulse rate is high…
I am afraid I might die of HEART ATTACK…
My BRAIN receiving and passing signals
But is infected with tumor…
I am afraid of dying through BRAIN TUMOR...
I raised both of my ARMS
But I found them putrid
As impure blood is running in the veins…
I want to run away..
I want to be free in real sense..
OHHH…I am PARALYZED..
I am blubbering from inside..
Yelling and mourning for help..
As i am frail and sick
My co-workers are taking un-due advantage
I am getting dumped for free…
STOP! STOP! PLEASE STOP!
In trepidation my eyes opened….
And I QUESTIONED myself…
Was it my BAD DREAM or REALITY or MY FUTURE? ? ? ?
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Comments about this poem (INDIA'S PLIGHT by Priyanka Kaw )
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