The Elegy For A Nation Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

All the wonders there, that is India;
Always on sky seven, with talk high in media;
Nation is very great, ancient and grey;
Thousands of years but easy prey,
Tales false told by secular narrators,
Glorified and canonized criminals and perpetrators,
Appear very sharp and honest but always unrated,
Late in action but very fast pirated.

Is there any thing better, is there any thing better;
No rest for fair man and I cry and flutter;
Cruel to honest, simple and weak;
But soft to corrupt, criminals and cheat;
Failed to give her children new light,
Thrown high and dry in the silence of night,
O love! You can see, by the sun’s first light;
Proudly we hailed nationalism but with waning heights.

Here brave sons and stars merited weather perilous storms,
Over secular rampant of Bhopal, watched wailing humanity, dreams torn;
With bursting bombs and red gun fire, hot air;
Gives proof that secular bull in valley is still there,
But that high talked nation still wave,
In the mystic land of Ganga and clans holy and brave,
On that holy land seen through the glean,
Here killers are our guests enjoying happy dreams.

With the hot air, blows anarchy and disorder;
And in that leaders swear by killing and gun powder,
No light is there to save this holy land,
In the hot sand wise man sad and alone stand,
Between the loved now razed hearth and houses,
Fear of death and destruction even in graves,
Pray to blessed hands, created and preserved as nation,
And gave proof to all that tricolor is still there with full passion.

Seeing this rot my face turned dry and pale,
And when eaten by guards, who else can ail?
My heart bleeds and legs refused to move away,
Saddened and sick, all my world and life turned to clay,
Seemed dark night on a sunny day,
And darkened my eye sight far away,
Then victor must we, when the cause is just;
To save our dear nation as divine thrust.

DR. YOGESH SHARMA