Cruel is the world
No substitute for mercy
Moon is paying for its deeds
To sleep only with fading stars
The universe is not made of moon alone
Planets gather to conspire
To keep the sun always in good humour
Bright is eclipsed too, forget not
Caste, creed, sex, notions always matter
Statutes are burned by insiders
White and black painting the town red
In born nature of a man coming out in open
Progressive and regressive thoughts fight it out
For the supremacy.
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An amazing poem on tday's political world. Sir tribhawan u did a wondrful job with cryptic criticism too.
An amazing poem on tday's political world. Sir tribhawan u did a wondrful job with cryptic criticism too.
An amazing poem on tday's political world. Sir tribhawan u did a wondrful job with cryptic criticism too.
Politics is a machiavellian game though, even then we can't deny its presence in our life...a necessary evil it has become, we condemn it, hate it detest it...but then yield to it...Yeats' poem of the same title shows the aspect from his angle, what Valsa ji said about the antagonistic forces in nature that keep on wrngling together is the very thing i agree completely...Yes, it is deep but an obvious truth! ! !
White and black painting the town red In born nature of a man coming out in open Progressive and regressive thoughts fight it out For the supremacy. There have always been such antagonistic forces in human nature and the war between good and evil, black and white can be traced back to time immemorial! Deep in content! ! Enjoyed! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Beautiful write Sir. No substitute for Mercy.Loved reading it.