My disheartened soul screams out...

A disheartened soul calls,
Don't let look India, my nation small,
In the deadliest of its dream it would not have thought,
What today, it has got,
But have you ever mulled,
Have you ever sulked,
Or the question has always left you bluffed,
Let's think about it today,
To make hay
From making the nation fall
In the oblivion's bay,

The main reason today is a simple one,
That we all have shunned
That phenomenon is our culture,
Which on us has casted slur
Has got our brain blurred,
We ourselves have sown the seeds of crises
For which we have to pay copious prices
We have inculcated in our contemporary generation so much vices
That today our entry is in our vices
We once dreamt to touch the sky
We always wanted to reach high
But our own ways have caught us
Created such a great fuss....

We ask to stop corruption,
On the same issue we have seen so much protestation,
But who is responsible for all this
Whom do we need to  quiz
Is it our politics or the world of biz.
You will be flabbergasted to know the truth
But as you sow, so shall you reap
Haplessly its your own fruit,
You have been for yourself con and brute.

When children grow,
To our elders belief we bow,
We woo,
And adopt what we so our elders do,
When they see their father buying tickets from touts,
And mothers fight for an illegitimate cylinder fighting bouts,
Some ideas in them sprout,
And here we sow the seeds,
Which take a hard turn and haplessly breed,
Today if this is not paid heed,
Our coming generation would be the same breed........................


Jai Hind, Jai Bharat
Jai ma Bharti


Harsh Sharma