Ruturaj Zadbuke Poems

It is time for elections
Which, today, mean
Manipulated representative selections
To perform planned sins
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Religion, mystical art thee
Before thee, man was free
Mystical are scriptures thy
Thee gradually made life a sty
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This Republic day, Lets take an oath to divide ourselves
into factions of caste, creed and religion....
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I hate the aroma that accompanies you,
The aroma which once was a reason to live.
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Rain, so mystical art thee,
I love it when thou art on spree.
Thou make the chaotic world around,
Into a saint with wisdom profound.
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Day in and day out
In everyone's life there is a drought
Happy times come and go
Bad times seemingly never go
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At the end of the woods I stand today,
I see rays of light glistening,
But my heart lies way behind
And I hope that it is listening.
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Mess makes my mind,
I have so much to say,
But so disordered I am,
If I put my pen on the paper,
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When I was born
Everyone thanked God
As life went on
I was forced to believe in the Lord
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There are celebrations here and parties there,
Seems, they've forgotten that unnatural fear
When Hope was meagre
And terrorists were raping my city so dear.
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