Where has our Guiding light gone,
Who was both around and within us.
Has the darkness overpowered us all or
Did we neglect to save the candle?
oh' the dusty northwind played a dirty game,
But We just closed our eyes to keep them clean.
We turned in our brothers by blood,
Who were roaring and prowling, walking proud
in two legs, holding a sacred heart high
and we got down to four for our nation's safety(?)
We stand today ashamed as Cannibal Cains,
wiping our mouth with a tricoloured flag.
Is it a beginning of a reverse evolution
Who engineered it or who is benefitted-
The Satan, whom we were fighting against?
The Candle who burnt away some dirty flies?
Nay! The Sun God, Who should have saved us all.
He, whom we thought we were drawing light from
He, who calls himself champion of oldest human species.
Alas we shouldnt have ignored the very truth -
'The aging Sun is mother of the black hole'
The seeds of blood sown by Bagath Singh, Tippu, Jansi Bose, the13 year old brother Of Arobindo, Madrudu Brothers, Sepoys, Faces known and Many unknown too who died Was the Garden into which Gandhi came and plucked With his non-violent touch The Rose of Freedom. Never lose hope all this Innocent Bloodshed will Never be in vain - Another Gandhi will awake, arise And lead this world once agin Through the path of Peace Whiich is a straight and narrow one Full of hardship, humiliation Needing a strong heart To love the wholeworld And a stronger mind to Hold on to non-violence And lead us to a world Where there is no more War!
very wonderful composition and the real fact is hidden in ur poem.
indirect implication is beautifully brought out in this piece...the poem is structured very well which iam unable to...the incident from start to finish has become gruesome
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Ahhhhhh......... is all I can say....excellent write, great end- what more can I ask in a poem...10