Dismal futureA Poem by Tulpi The blood flow in rivulets The mutilated bodies lie Their struggle for existence Withers away with the dying sigh The past loses the future And with broken hearts cry The future loses the past Uncertainty leaves them high and dry For the people, by the people, of the people This cry had brought the country in its wake But such despotism makes even Its strong foundations quake Progress is the key to living Culture is the prosperity it brings Pride is the end result And happiness dances to our strings But can we sleep at nights With such success that took the life Of people, dreams and security Won’t their pain drive through a knife? We might close our eyes And look at all the glitter and the happy ray But our dreams will see the blood flow And the bodies that lay in disarray
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7 Reviews Added on March 14, 2008 AuthorTulpiKolkata, IndiaAboutI am from India, the land of palaces, mountains and Taj Mahal. I am a little soul from the ages of Mahabharatha (Indian Epic). Sometimes, I feel like Kunti, the Mother of Pancha Pandhav. Often I would.. more..Writing
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