Thursday, August 15, 2013

I Love India - Mera Bharat Mahan- Yes We Can



jai bharat
jai hindustan
bech di hamari
desh ki sanskriti
kuch desh ke
rehbar jo ban gaye
shaitan..kha gaye
desh ka paisa
yeh darinde haivan
lanat ho in par
khuda ki.. yeh kaise
insan.. aj desh main
bhar diye bin bulaye
mehman.. ..charon tarf
bhrastachar atyachar
makari daggabazi
public pareshan..
kuch nahi hota hai
sirf yeh kehne se
YES WE CAN,,,

Once Upon A Time In Mumbai On Independence Day Dobara ..



ek taraf neta
lagate hain nara
dusri traf kuch neta
kha jate hain desh
ka mal sara ,..
hamara desh bechara
besharm behaya
mohal hamara ..
independence day
ka bad mitti main
kuchlenge gutter
main phekenge
yeh hamri ankhon ka
nur tiranga desh ka tara
sitam is par no karo dher
sara .. nahi hota hai
hamare dil ko gawara
isi tirange ko asman
main udane ke liye
desh bhakton ko
angrezon ne lathi se
goliyon se mara
aj ham khud karte
hain atyachar sara

I once used to rush out with my camera my grand kids to shoot the flag selling kids , now I have given it up, I have enough pictures on my Flickr photo stream and with Aviary editing tool I shoot pictures sitting at home in pristine Black and White ..

Happy 67 Independence Day From a Beggar Poet

The Tiranga Weeps On Independence Day .. Every Year

the roadside beggars
sell our beloved flag
our achievements
scams corruption
encounter killings
rising prices of all
food essentials
is there anything
else to brag...
sand stealing
destroying nature
police atrocities
lathi charging
shooting kids
on bikes
killing children
with midday meals
rapes a second
murder acid throwing
on women ,,brutalized
girl child dowry deaths
our progress we do not lag
after independence day
on streets gutters beneath
our feet we murder our
country's flag,,,treat it
worse than a house rag..

our countrys wealth
in the hands of corrupt
politicians bookies crooks
criminals godmen moneybags
yet as a beggarly poor nation
by the rich powers we are tagged


Happy 67 Independence Day...
not the beggar kids but those
in high places have sold out
our country our national flag

We Are Two Branches Of A Peaceful Tree


overladen
with hope
harmony
humanity
humility
hospitality
our religion
diverse
different
but shares
the lyrics
of equality
soundless
soliloquy
of peace
touches
the truth
of our
dichotomy
i am as
much
a hindu
my cultural
inheritance
my indianness
my one and only
true natural identity
cosmic karmic
cause effect
reality ...

Shaving The Indian Armpit ..



where
wisdom
of the
indian man
sits ,,a powerful
force in worse
calamities
a source of
kinetic energy
emits ...dropping
a man dead if
it hits the nostrils
a diabolical blow
transmits.. the
indian armpit
lives in crowded
suburban trains
at kumbh melas
holistic benefit
of the common man
for the common man
by the common man
a democratic ..criteria
with a personality split

Holistically Healing The Banganga By Cleaning The Tank



removing the
palm leaves
the puja items
from the waters
is the main
concern
on the soul
of the banganga
diyas burn
the locals
volunteers
removing
the debris
turn by
turn
saving
fish
fauna
fern
one
by
one

The Old Monk

He said Be Happy Live Long
At the end of the journey
all your belongings you
wont be able to take along
alone you came ..alone
you will go..keep your
spirit strong..life is
music.. you are the song

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