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Jingoism Pinch, plagiarise plunder
Stab, attack thunder.
Claim hers as own,
She never wonders.
More from her, one snatches
Nature replace in batches
Almighty Gods abundance
Aggressions, torture body and mind
she excels in intelligence.
External subversives, sanctions
she uses to her advantageous actions.
A blessing in disguise --
Her positives; motivates.
She swallows
Humiliations and hurts
Melancholia, depression
She never allows
stubbornly tenacious strides.
Terrorist thunder, bombs burst
nothing more could be for her worst.
From dagger assaults, she staggers but
never sinks. “Cauldron of cacophony” they say
Ridicule and mock her simple way.
Double standard, the hollow sophisticate share
of their vacuous she is well aware.
One of the problems that plagues her and her kids, is that they dont talk about their achievements enough. We always look for others approval to what we have done - right or wrong, instead of calling the shots ourselves. This poem is a very realistic picture of where India is today. The root nature of being so resilient has what has kept her from falling apart. Something not many nations can boast of.
I truly enjoyed this piece. So much truth in it said in so little words. You pack a lot in each line and that makes the whole poem so complete.
Great work here Jayati. Thanks for sharing.
Very interesting piece. It's so sad how no matter how intelligent people are, they still get judged on their superficial things instead of merit. You displayed it well and maybe by you doing so it will help reduce this vicious cycle.