Our Election Scenes Poem by Ravi Panamanna

The Indian election scene is becoming a big battlefield year after year. In olden days, the entire country went into polls on a single day whereas now, it takes more than a month to complete the same task. What does this indicate? There is a long fight among the parties. They have no trust each other. Parties capture booths. Polling agents have no respect for the polling officials. Voters create alarming situations during the start of poll to test the mental strength of the polling officials! . Nobody really thinks - 'for whom tolls the bell? '

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Till yesterday
The scene was different.
This village was a frying pan,
This was a big battlefield.

In the fight of elections
It was a clash of tongues and bombs.
In the endless world of arguments
Life was a bloodhound’s trail.

Loudspeakers knew no rest
People had enough noise pollution.
Contestants had storming sessions,
Even tsunami had less proportion!

For the polling officials
It was a murderous role!
For the polling agents
It was a lawless day.

Amidst uproar and bloodshed
The election was conducted.
When the results were announced
The scenes were equally pronounced.

The defeated party did not accept defeat,
The victorious party was abused.
Ego played its part
Cobra’s hood was very much alive.

In the poison of human thought
Life is driven to streams.
Volcanoes are still peaceless
Vultures are still hovering.

The stage is now empty
The streets are fallen into silence.
Only a few barking dogs
Make the night quite alive.

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28th October 2010.