no house
no wife
no children
no boss
no mistress
he is a static
pause only
borrowed
dress no party
does he belong to
no not BJP not Shiv
Sena not the NCP
nor the Congress
he has a moving address
he lost his dreams so
he has nothing to impress
no diabetes no bloodpressure
he wont die of stress ,,
who is the ruling party who
is our new PM...he knows
nothing of our political mess
he eats dry chapatis begs for
food from roadside outlets
he defecates urinates at
street corners like your
darling pets ,,he does not
have to clear his pooh..he
shits out all his regrets
he does not pay taxes no
failed loans or debts ,,
on cricket matches he
has no money to bet
when it rains heavily
his clothes his tattered
soul gets wet like a
zombie he wont click
Like on your fucked
facebook posts
no re tweets of alia
jokes bollywoods
only intelligent actress
fuck he has no lap top
no i pad no desktop
he has no fucked
internet ,.,
to the stray dogs his
companions he feeds
what he gets ..
the homeless rebel of mumbai
a loner away from all you dickheads
last but not the least from the sweat
of his unwrinkled brow he does not
earn his bread ..
acche din kab ayenge ...he wants these
words lit up on his tombstone
revered as a saint when he is dead ..
ps
no walking on the edge .. or falling of the ledge ,,between sorrow and tomorrow he lies there like a wedge ,, no wisdom no knowledge
