PAYING FOR FREEDOM ???

The to-be-born baby bribes its surgeon,

the Almighty demands money for a sermon,

the riches suffocated with the load of gold,

the poors are wrapped with the wet-cloth-fold,

red veins full of money echoes cruelty of laughter,

the rulers have become the killers in the mask of horror,

fundamental rights are raped with the political power,

who will save the country?

For a teary eye Who will shed a drop of tear??

Everyone is busy making black money!

The flower of freedom is charred in the light of meat eating sun…

For a breeze-dance we have fought , are we heading towards the bewitched dreams…

where our life brings to naught forever…

as long as the forever is……

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Manoj Kishore Nayak

Hitherto known as the "Tissue Paper Poet" and credited many a times with initiating the same genre of poetry I, contemplated of writing this blog where I could inter-alia, endeavour to write my random thoughts and publish that of others. The blog will contain subjects of myriad hues ranging from poetry & travelogues to sundry incidents. Being a 'bookaholic' I would like to tell you about the books I read and the authors I meet across the corners which will quench your thirst for literary entertainment and will impart a certain cachet to your intellectuality. Read More...
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