Coal When Clamours To Be Diamond Poem by Aniruddha Pathak

When facts loosen tight grip, truth its bond,
A monkey nut when struts like almond,
Rigour loses its rage,
Precision its sharp edge,
Coal clamours then to be a diamond,
O lose not last courage,
Persist on the same page,
Precious stone comes but one in thousand.
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Scams, scandals, cons and corruption while flow unending like perennial river, investigations when go on feigning legal and judicial processes, truth gets lost in thousands of sheets of affidavits, witness statements, evidences, and erudite long-winding judgments, truth never sees the light of the day. What is wrong is clear like daylight, but who wants action? Activities are what we are fond of. ____________________________________________________
Happenings | 05.03.15 |