Tag: English Poetry

Liberty or Naxalism

When virtues become vice
Divide and rule become device
When relations don’t matter
When chatting turns into clatter
When the rule of land is misused
People become unwilling to mend
When rich become unkind
And poor are left behind
When rich enjoy luxury
And poverty is made mockery
When the bounty of nature is not shared
In dealings and actions poor less cared
When voice turns into silence
Subdued by power and dominance
Poor express their desire 
Not through voice but gunfire
The poor now no longer plead
Bullets make them bold and they lead
Revolution for their right
Marching ahead, waging a fight
System that creates perpetual poverty
You may call revolution or their liberty
You are free, free citizen of a nation
Free to sense or reject the notion


{Written on understanding the issues and problems of the Naxalism in Indian states primarily dominated by the tribal people of people with low per capita income. The poem tries to trace out the root cause of the rising Naxalism or Maoism.}

Shashikant Nishant Sharma ‘साहिल’
shashikantnishantsharma@gmail.com
= =============15 May 2012=============== 

Some funny instances

Let me tell
Some funny instances
Happens by chances
A fine is a tax for doing wrong
A tax is a fine for doing well
What the hell
In laws are haunted
Outlaws are wanted
There are two kinds of people
Who don’t say much
Those who are quiet 
And those who talk a lot

{Written after a random thinking while travelling alone in bus in Delhi.}

Shashikant Nishant Sharma ‘साहिल’

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Archaeologist Best Option for Marriage

Archaeologist: someone whose career lies in ruins
From deep earth to Egyptian sands
Archaeologists are the best husbands 
Any woman can desire
The older she gets, the more he does admire
He will find new meaning to act
With caution he will react
Check you out with caution
Handle you with due dedication

{This was written after a random thinking on archeologists while travelling alone in bus in Delhi.}

Shashikant Nishant Sharma ‘साहिल’

Mystery of Alcohol

Alcohol is a perfect solvent
It dissolves marriages relations
Families and careers escalations
They say that alcohol kills slowly
So what? Who’s in a hurry? 
Alcohol and calculus don’t mix
Never drink and derive at risk
Tobacco is injurious to health
Not for people with wealth

{This was written after reading a joke in the newspaper on alcohol.}

Shashikant Nishant Sharma ‘साहिल’

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Marriage Mystery

There was a man who said
I never knew what happiness was 
Until I got married
And then it was too late 
Before marriage, 
A man yearns for the woman he loves
After marriage, 
He earns for the women he loves
Maintain the social decorum
Marriage is social custom
Union of two soul
Sometimes by fair means
Often by foul
Decided by your means
Not by what you need
But decided by your creed

{This was written after thinking about the marriage and its allied benefits and harms.}

Shashikant Nishant Sharma ‘साहिल’

60 years of Indian Democracy

60 years of Indian Democracy
Getting matured from infancy
Our democracy the emblem of sovereignty
Freedom, equality and fundamental rights
It does guarantee
In the world of autocracy
Or the rule of aristocracy
India is a land of diversity
Unity in plurality
Indian democracy survived and revived
Many other failed and perished
The sustenance of Indian democracy
Lies in handling issues with delicacy 
Collaboration and consensus building
The social and pluralistic thinking
Rule by people, for the people 
Through the representatives of people
Our democracy got matured 
In news it get featured
People are now more participating
Great future we are anticipating
Long live our democracy
We will foil any conspiracy
Against the sovereignty of the nation
Unity and integrity of Great nation


{This was written after celebrating and commemorating the 60 years of Indian Democracy this year.}

Shashikant Nishant Sharma ‘साहिल’

NEWS

We often hear about news
News is a form of information
To enhance our understanding
And not to confuse
All that is happening in the nation
And all over the world
The things that matter many
Or things that bearing
On the human being
Social, economic and political
Now the scope added, environmental
Sports and entertainment
Education and development
There is one mystery about the news
It fits into newspapers daily, doesn’t it confuse
How’s that possible? 


{This was written after thinking about the mystery and characteristics of news.}

Shashikant Nishant Sharma ‘साहिल’

Dignity of Labour

If work were so pleasant
The rich of the world would had been peasant
If laboring yielded gold
Then donkey would had been called
The best of animal kingdom
Thinking is random
But hope it will spark your thinking
And help you in linking
The miseries of the world
It is not due to lack of labour
But due to dint of some clever
Benefits are reaped by few
Few among us, unwilling to share
And not ready to care
For poor for sure
What do you think is the cure? 
{This was written after a random thinking on the plight of the poor and economic system of the world.}

Shashikant Nishant Sharma ‘साहिल’

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Money is Honey

Money is Honey
Money money money 
O my dear honey
Tinkering sound
Of Rupee, dollar and pound
The world ruled by capitalist
Made man more materialist
He toils day and night
To get the deceiving delight
Of the money and wealth
Risking spirit heavenly and health
Being clever and cunning
Man tries to find new meaning
In the material possession
Relish on wealth accumulation
Money is the medium not the means
To live life, why spilling beans
This is the irony
O my dear honey
Money, money and money


{This was written after a random thinking over the corrupting influence of money and how it has changed the meaning of life.}

Shashikant Nishant Sharma ‘साहिल’

======©SNS==18 May 2012

 

Two Little Nephews

The relations so emotional are few
The poem dedicated to my nephew
Two little nephews
It’s my personal views
Two little kids full of energy
They have a good synergy
Talented, they are, I would say
Always happy, merry making
Very close they stay
Like young calves of mother cow
Remembering the moments now
Computer games I never liked
With them I do play
I feel like child with child
They do sketching and painting
With colours, they keep on tainting
Every piece of paper and wall
Not every now and then, but I do call
Talk on phone, during chatting
Come soon, they keep on insisting
Eager to show their painting
Good children are result of good parenting
They want me to listen
Their rhymes learnt by rote
Uttering like trained parrot
Exiting moments await me
Full of happiness and glee
We eat together 
We bathe together
Go for evening walk
For hours, we talk
On little things
Things that give pleasure
Things that we do at leisure
The moments spent with them
So memorable and cherishable
They may forget over time
But how could I, joys of prime
With me, the memories will linger
Like a treasure
Buried beneath the earth
Memories full of pleasure
And undiminishing mirth



{This was written when I planned to go home after along interval of time after completing bachelor of Planning from School of Planning and Architecture in May 2012.}

Shashikant Nishant Sharma ‘साहिल’

======©SNS==18 May 2012