Best Lakhs Poems

This is the second part of the translation of Rabindranath Tagore's Poem 
"Juta Abiskar”.
This poem is a translation from the original in Bengali, by Nobel-Prize Winner, Poet-laureate of India, Rabindranath Tagore. This is a long narrative, full of humour - I posted it in two...

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GOD has made us with the same soil. 
Some born as  poor some enrich with gold foil. 

No big house  No luxury was on my cards of life. 
You the rich decorate your doorsteps with 
Black money lights. 

You wake up and touch...

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(I'm 
an 
Indian 
lassie, 
was 
born 
in 
West 
Africa, 
(Nigeria), 
Grew 
up 
in 
South 
Africa 
(Swaziland) 
and 
currently 
live 
in 
East 
Africa. 
(Tanzania). 
So 
I 
live 
in 
Daresalam, 
near 
the 
Indian 
Ocean.


I 
might 
be 
like 
any 
other 
expatriate, 
desirous 
of 
their 
homeland
Upon 
my 
country's 
soil...

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Hi5, orkut, facebook, twitter,
Makes me smile- makes me glitter!

Talk of text- think of status,
Nothing can stop- none can break us!

For I am young, so full of energy,
The locker of talent, I am the key!

Of course the books are running out of date,
And the internet’ve become...

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Parents killed brutally 
Matter trivial
Upper caste involved
Compensation announced
Forty lakhs 
Reason
Placating minorities
Two sons
Then minors
Now turn 18
Eligible for compensation
Sumit younger
Enquires for money
“Some more paperwork,”
Suneet clarifies
Less than a year
Separating the two
“Why 40?”
Sumit further asks
“Twenty each-
Mom and Dad,”
Suneet explains
Two shots fired
Suneet gets killed
“Why settle for 20
Why not 60?”
Sumit coldly...

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Bangla is virtuous; Bangla is my mom
It is enlightens with the suns glory
End of all dark here, delights at
Morn.
We awaken with the sweet melodious bird’s song
Here the river flows in full swing 
Towards the Bay of Bengal.
We are successful in each and every field
Either in...

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Where thousands and lakhs of proletarian are  
wandering at the streets for alms of food; 
They have no shelters of their own and lives on the roads; 
How could such a country 
could think to won the space 
Mars and moon!

Here, I can hear...

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While resting under the shade
of a tree a traveller thought,
god was a stupid designer
as he gave
pumpkin-like large fruits
to the creeping plants,
weak, lean and light,
but grape-like small fruits
to the trees,
like the Banyan tree
he was lying beneath,
so strong, heavy and huge!

And he fell asleep
in the cool breeze...

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A SELFIE WITH ME

Good looks 
I swear
I don't possess,
With a flower pot face I think
The creator had forgotten
To trim my zygomatic process.

Still I wonder why
Inside deep inside me
Like a young lover
A queasiness brews, 
With some clicks
And self's mirror image
To be the cynosure
In social media news.

Is...

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completely genius
                                      used with all capacities 
 ...

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To worship God Shiva linga hundreds of kilo-liters of milk being wasted
Imagine how many hundred of proletarian child could have been served with nutritious food in such quantities of milk
for some days.
Please hang me as a heretic
Such as Copernicus who was killed by the fanatic
But...

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Be that voice
Not just murmur or whisper
Be strong and Bold,
Which create fear even in evil mind,
Be that voice
Which create echo
Not one or two
Lakhs and lakhs of people’s echo,
Be that voice
Which is nagging people’s mind
But no one ever dares to speak up,
Be that voice
Which not only...

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The era of 2020
It was neither healthy nor wealthy;
Being expensively lengthy. 
Chaos was caused,
Outside visiting was paused
looks like 2020 had brought Thanos along
but our marvels (morals) were strong.
Lakhs of people suffered from this disease,
But many of them took it with ease,
That’s why our offline classes...

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Fake diplomas granted
Fake universities,certificates printed
Without academic trace.

Agents weave tales of degrees 
Selling fake papers for lakhs

Fraudulent degrees
Learnings sacred ground defiled

A tale of Delhi's academic fraud
and elsewhere in India
A cautionary tale 
Where credentials are 
bought and sold...

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A Crown and my battles

My crown is there far away from me 
The way to reach is too hard and risky
Many battles are going between me and to it
Obstacles and barriers are more and more  but
I am walking towards my crown
Though there are many...

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