Mallika Tripathi

Rookie - 47 Points (15 August / Lucknow)

The Saviour - Poem by Mallika Tripathi

Witnessing a place full of ingratitude and disappointment, divided into classes,
I feel pathetic.
The temple of Education falling prey to internal politics, losing its harmony,
Creating a difference not only in the minds but also in the hearts.
People appear to be working machines without any enthusiasm for mutual progress,
Their souls too hurt and defeated, bleeding inside,
Contemplating their positions in the map.
Everyone fighting for a single cause
To become the Supreme Power.
Meanwhile the entire purpose of education gets defeated,
Leaving the budding aspirants suffering and lamenting.
The whole picture appears to be distorted,
Signalling the future chaos, creating confusion,
The future appears to be dark.
The darkness overshadows the abode of knowledge,
The mentors themselves lose their path.
One blind leading to another reaches nowhere,
Culminating into a fiasco of the entire system.
And then the final search starts,
The search of a Saviour who could save their lives,
Restoring the inner strength, the glory and the virtues.
But alas! It's too late,
The Saviour is gone and they are doomed forever.

Topic(s) of this poem: love and pain

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 19, 2014

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