Jaishree Nair


Woe To The Generation - Poem by Jaishree Nair

Smoking and reeking with dissatisfaction...
Burning with disgruntled edginess...
Scorching the vitals...
Gorging on the decomposed.

Stench oppressive and putrid
Parasites thriving on evil thoughts...
To multiply and let loose
Negative energy, sweeping away the good vibes..

Corrupting Society corrupting future...
Woe to the generation
entrapped in its clutches
Like blood suckers squeezing dry..
the essence of life!

To combat inhuman deeds
Our mission foremost
To mould a noble generation
and spead goodness to the whole.

Topic(s) of this poem: lament


Comments about Woe To The Generation by Jaishree Nair

  • Valsa George (2/10/2016 11:50:00 PM)


    Seeing the current state of affairs, we are likely to conclude that our world is going to the dogs and the new generation, likely to be doomed! When such rottenness is rampant, the only distant hope is the coming of a new saviour! History has shown from time to time the emergence of such redeemers! A dismal picture! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 20, 2016

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 13, 2016


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