Mr Sashi Tharoor,
What are you in fact Mr Minister?
An orator, a statesman, a diplomat,
A politician, or an author?
We wanted you to answer.
When you again begin to answer,
'I am all these'
We are watching flash news on the T.V
And reading inputs in the News paper.
They assert you are none of these!
There is a limit for everything,
There is a need for believing things,
You are again at it
Spoiling yourself
Though you have never been an idol now to be broken!
Mr Minister,
What are you in real Mr Tharoor?
A fickle minded high profile Romeo,
Or a multiple faceted man from the street?
We have a right to know?
Mr M..... and Mr Th..............,
Have YOU not heard of i?
' Men who have chased the three Ws [wealth, wine and women]
Have eaten the dust strewn by destiny.
You had better ride a horse less wild.
[Mr] unknown............,
What are you [Mr]............?
Know it for yourselves that a crowd is watching you.
Mind your old profile..
Though you have never been an idol now to be broken!
NOTE: This poem carries a note below.
I posted this poem on January 15...
0n January 17 quite unfortunately Ms Sunantha Pushkar committed suicide / died mysteriously at a hotel in New Delhi.
I regret to inform you about the suicide / mysterious death of Ms Sunantha Pushkar at a New Delhi Hotel on January 17. This poem is invalidated now.
.. indian politicians are impossible... somebody needs to clean them up....
She is now going to ''divorce”him. Why, does we much bother at this stupid play.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Please say nothing on Indian politics and Indian politicians.......they behave like Gods, act like villains and die like........please fill up, I have no words for them.......we are quite fed up with Indian politics.........thanks for sharing..., , , , , ,