![]() Hope- A Polished LandA Poem by Jasbir Kaur![]() About the uncleaned and untidy land...![]()
I had a dream of a dream,
A nation full of beautiful cream, The soil on which i born is mine, Why i depend on others to clean it's wine, Am i doing duty only to get money?, Results in nothing giving my land a look of funny. Have i contributed any thing to my nation?, Or i am busy in doing my ownfashion, But never the less i had given a bad creation, They are my friends who eat tobacco, Doesn't mean they can throw on streets and become psycho. Have i ever resisted myself on wrond deed?, It react in none other than making me weed.The culture i lost ,the image i imposed, Hints that my thoughts are getting paused. I am the one who created child labour, I am the one who did this favour, Will i ever be the one to become a jaber, I am GOD of waste, I am the generator , I am the operator, And i am the destroyer. I usually show my nature of nice, Every deed of mine progresses in country's demise. For selfishness i played this as a game, But how so ever i lost my own fame. What a sort of player i am, Just putting water on futures lamp. The water i worshiped main, I put every thing in it how insane. Now, i want a hope of life , Without land and water how will i survive. I regret on my act of self-interest, Surely i will bring my nation up from waste arrest. I won't be afraid of people's thought, Because i am the one who started this fought.I regret that i spoiled a lot, But a sign of happiness that i wont be fully caught. Thank you © 2016 Jasbir KaurAuthor's Note
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15 Reviews Added on November 28, 2016 Last Updated on November 28, 2016 Author![]() Jasbir KaurNew delhi, New delhi, IndiaAboutI am an aspiring writer, who loves to write poems on social evils or about nature. I am currently working on many fictious plots for my short stories hope u all love it. more..Writing
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