Rape is the Remnant of Turcoman Virtues
The Chinese incur into Ladakh with verve,
with woes and worries to India, to serve.
When the quake-victims somewhere, succour, deserve,
the Mongol breed intrude to pinch India with nerve.
The fear of having bogus arms, our army, grills;
and so to avoid war, they conduct ‘banner drills’.
To save the people from the Mujahideens, India struggles
and the leaders get scared when a terrorist trills.
The Prime Minister, when the war looms, shouldn’t moan
or leave his soldiers with useless guns to groan.
He should fire at the terror to make it unknown
and the foe should shiver seeing his frown.
India failed, the Tamils in Lanka, to save
and feigned deaf when the Assamese did rave;
Shut her eyes to beheading of our warriors brave
and bribed the mothers of rape-victims at the grave.
The Mongolian stallions raped once the mid-Asian mares
and the Turcoman steeds had the feeds from Delhi’s inner-wares.
India failed then to add muskets and bombs in her warfare
and so the Moghuls hunted and laid her bare.
The warrior-castes of India should aware;
the present leaders, to protect them, have no care.
They must catch and kill the bombers then and there.
As the rum-bottles fill our armoury, the Chinese to incur, dare.
rajendran muthiah's Other Poems
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Comments about this poem (Rape is the Remnant of Turcoman Virtues by rajendran muthiah )
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Still I Rise
Edgar Allan Poe
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
William Ernest Henley
- Gentle Rain Falling, Kyle Schlicher
- A Buddha in the Heart of the Rock, Guillermo Veloso
- I Watched In Wonder, Kyle Schlicher
- Snowflake Falling, Kyle Schlicher
- Weep No More, My Willow Tree!, Maria Magdalena Biela
- ebola virus, ademola oluwabusayo
- The Mirror of your life... can you face .., Dimitri Jagodinski
- Honour-killing Is A Sin/ Just For Family.., Bijay Kant Dubey
- Love story, gajanan mishra
- My Prabhu! .....(Inspiration from KEE Th.., Geetha Jayakumar