Too Much Pain
what a day!
Neither clouds nor lighting
But the sky is thundering
Hailing hard but not in usual forms
Threatened poor to keep silence.
A cute doll was used to sleep
In her grandfather's lap
Wake up morning to dress up well
Put on school bag on her back
She came to school
To learn her last lesson
Shocked by missing school.
She sang prayers
Wished happiness to all
Last night it rained without clouds
What rain
How it rained
That the beloved doll was put to sleep.
Who is wrong ,Who is right
We are crazy
but this debate is not right
Because court is not open
The judge is not sitting
So the judgement is still pending.
I hear her screams
A helpless woman is seen
The helplessness of the tired man is understandable
Who is it?
Who sowed the seeds of hatred
To harvest dead bodies in the field.
Fireworks of nights
Makes my heart restless
The loss of humanity
Increased pain too much
So you have to pick up the pen
To save the world.
Copyright © Arjun Jangid | Year Posted 2023
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