I wondered to watch the eccentric earth, Are you a green globe of the universe, Mighty mountains are your born head from birth, Sun and moon are your eyes says poet in verse.
You wear rivers as ornaments as worth, Forests are controlled by the beloved nurse, Decorate with lakhs of plants, you give mirth, And you have millions fauna of diverse.
Volcanoes are the design of the earth, Are you always changing by the worst curse?, And adjust to human alive like berth, You are not owned to fellow people purse.
Humankind belongs to the mother earth, Save the life of our future universe.
Categories:
lakhs, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Other
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
Categories:
lakhs, abuse, trust,
Form: Free verse
My Pooja samagri
1 cock alive
2 loban
3 15 pats of madira
4 bold head and shave
5 lemon 9
6 three eggs
7 Karpoor and New colour gulaal
8 sandal wood etar
9 dakshina 5678 rupees
10 shishya 501.
The amount should be 5 thousand 56 lakhs or cored depending on problem and for moksha how much you earned Dear
Aghori mhabharamnad
Dr. Jagdish bajantri
Categories:
lakhs, allah, birth, blessing, confidence,
Form: Bio
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 were seized.
Earth was in lockdown
Education was also out of town.
Children did not like the situation
online education was the revolution.
We couldn’t go to schools
Since this virus is cruel,
However, no one stopped us from shining like a jewel.
A salute to the frontline warriors
A salute to our saviors
And to the ones who show empathetic behavior
Along with their endless labor
Which is incomparable.
It was the hardship
That broke up apart
But its the love
That still holds us together
Thus, we may be young or old,
but we must be bold,
against this virus untold…
Categories:
lakhs, 9th grade, courage, planet,
Form: Free verse
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 know that I was
the truth.
(Shivratri is one of the ritual of the Hindus.
In this day lakhs of woman pour a lot of milk upon an idol called shivlinga in the temple)
Categories:
lakhs, humorous,
Form: Verse
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 the cry of these people in all direction
they are so poor and neglected and deprived one
the country is doing none but
spending a lot, to bear the load of
space organization.
What an amazing country it is! ;
The division of caste and creed are huge here
they are fighting each other.
Tears are flowing like flood
in that war of blood.
And the proletarians are shouting in pain
for food a grain.
Evils are dominating the society
depression engulfs the equality;
and there are no peace and
tranquility.
No one wants to ride the moon
they want to have the food.
If you can give an alms of it
and a little roof to live
upon their head.
If you can, give them a little clothing
for you which is old and
ruined.
Categories:
lakhs, anxiety,
Form: Verse
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 work, in religion or the tongue
To deal in.
We are as soft as the moon
Love of flavors to
Bloom.
Lakhs of martyrs, poured their blood for
The freedom of language
We never forgot Salam, Rafic and Jabbar
We feel proud for all
These.
We are rich in greenery and the environment
We are rich in humanity, we are happy and
Sing the song, the glory of mom
Each and every
Moment.
We are rigorous in Justice, the world is watching
Sixteen, those who were involved in the rape
All is sentenced to
Hanging.
Where can you get such a country!
We are proud with our glorious mom,
We are brilliant with the gleam of
Homeland.
Categories:
lakhs, culture,
Form: Free verse
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 it only the game of gizmos
Like mobile phones
Front cameras and selfie sticks,
Or else self-love
Great admiration for oneself
Where narcissism licks.
Some even say Modi
The charismatic extrovert
Indian prime minister,
Narcissist because
A suit worth ten lakhs
Name engraved in gold he wore.
Tell me who is
Not a narcissist
In human species,
The latent exposed
With the advent of
Front cameras and selfie sticks.
Categories:
lakhs, self, senses,
Form: Free verse
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 remarks
“But now
The hard task-
Pass on this murder
As caste war,”
Sumit says nonchalantly.
Categories:
lakhs, betrayal, dark, sin,
Form: Narrative
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 acknowledge the problem
But solves it,
Be that voice
Which never wait for anyone to initiate,
Be that voice
which even destroy the immovable wall of crisis,
But Please Don’t just be that voice
which start with a force when the problem arise
but fade out with time,
Voice it, until the problem
cease to exist , not only in our memory
But in reality too!!!
Categories:
lakhs, inspiration, motivation,
Form: Blank verse
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 the smooth carpet threads.
Am the poor struggles for every day butter and breads.
I earn money for the pieces of food as my soul says.
You sold your self and put your honesty on stake everyday.
You the rich burns my house and count the bunch of
Lakhs.
I just wait for the clock of bad times to swap.
You lived the life of king and will not die with a single
Rupee.
I left empty handed whole life but my priceless honesty wraps me.
STRONG ME
Categories:
lakhs, change, corruption, heartbroken, hero,
Form: Alliteration
completely genius
used with all capacities
at last dies in world
history's all facts
become sure mythology
after lakhs of years
scribed on forehead
fate continues till gets end
to begin again
Categories:
lakhs, history, life, philosophy, war,
Form: Senryu
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 that blew.
When he came to consciousness
he found himself covered
by lakhs of fruits.
He thence ran to a Temple anon!
Categories:
lakhs, journey,
Form: Free verse
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 the trend of late!
But talent, focus and determination,
Are embedded in us- we’ve an ambition.
Gone are the days when elders suppressed the young,
‘’They are the best’’ this song they sung!
But each day now we prove our worth,
With every step we move forward and forth.
Corrupted rule and motivate to crime,
In the crowd of lakhs - they stand as prime,
Our voice finds no echo- none lends a hand,
But we’ll stand someday where today you stand!!
And then we’ll build a better place,
Free of price tags, free of caste and race,
One can’t change alone, we need you,
‘’youth- you can change the world’’ its true!!
Categories:
lakhs, depression, change, me,
Form: Acrostic
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 wounds in my body
I am steadily moving to wards my crown
It is in my vision and it is nearing me
I n between me and to my crown many battles are going on
My legs are moving consistently towards it
There may be many thorns and pits on my way
My will is so strong to swear that crown
Thousands or lakhs may scold and tease me now
Millions will wait to that moment to greet to my success
My crown is there far away from me
The way to reach is too hard and risky
I will be their emperor from that second
Shedding blood from my body is nothing and
Shedding tears from my eyes are nothing
Everything will be come scars of my victories and
Everyone will praise my success
There I will built my empire and
There I will occupy my people
Scolding enemies will be first admirers of my court
Teasing friends will write my story of success
My crown is there far away from me
The way to reach is too hard and risky
Categories:
lakhs, hopeme, may, me,
Form: Free verse
Related Poems