a city i love and hate
for what it has become now
enshrouded by political
crass ..sheepishly takes
a bow ..as the nawabs writhe
in their graves ..a statue of
madamji ..says wow,,to its
former glory its pride
prestige who will endow
lucknow ek chota sa shaher
ek bhula bisra gao..ubalte
pani pe machalti hui
ek kagaz ki nau...
in memory of my grand father nawab daroga sab shia poet of pata nala
kankar kua ..
descendant of poet mir anees
