
Random- Mystic


Random


Tranquility peace
Nature mute inspiration
My energy source
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Democracy-“The Will of People”
Every five years one is given a tool
The tool called “vote”
It makes or breaks the parties
Rejection is the mother of all fears
A politician’s nightmare
And nobody likes a defeat
A few days before the voting day
Every candidate is seen with folded hands and bowing head
Standing in front of the so called “common man”
Begging for a vote in his favor
Using everything in his kitty
From development to freebies to God knows what
Would like to ask these people a simple question
Are they not common ?
What makes them elite ?
Are they not elected to serve the people ?
Are they not duty-bound to fulfill the promises?
Promises of progressive future
Of good roads, clean water, ample to eat
The golden picture of election time “A mirage”
Vanishing and fading humility of elected ones
They are secure for next five years.
Secure to be carelessly trample the hopes
The hopes of that helpless “common man”
That smirk on their face a tale of their arrogance
Their indifference towards their constituency
A slap on the voter’s face
Why we are helpless?
Why can we not have a say?
Why can we not have right ?
To reject a candidate nomination
And ask for a better choice
As there are selfless and honest men/women
Not looking for galore for themselves
But ready to work for “comman man”
Five years or fifty the promises will be broken
The professional politician will serve their own interest
Until they know the switch to power is not in their hand
But in hands of the so called common man
They can be removed as fast as they were elected
With a press of button called “RECALL”
Very well expressed the thoughts of the freshers and what challenges they face. Loved the writer’s message.

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A teardrop
A raindrop
A dewdrop
Creates a pond of life
A flood
A storm
A hurricane
Destroys life
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A smile
A laughter
A hug
A memory
Makes life worth–while
A slap
A sword
A bomb
A war
Destroys worth of life
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Today on the walk
Silent breeze
Silently brought the moment
Deeply buried in my memory
A long time ago
A tear and a laughter
Caught my eyes
At the same time

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