Terror Balloons
Blood splattered, limbs
scattered
face of terror mocking
at the lethargic bandobast.
People lending helping hands
disregarding every
nomenclature
whipping off the rust.
Perpetrators sulking in
hiding
lamenting, once again
couldn’t ignite the desired
mistrust.
Blame game taking shape
some heads may also roll
pricing humans, Government
works best.
Nothing happened, nothing
will happen
older ones enjoying the
prison
people waiting balloons to burst.
----------------------------------------------------All rights reserved/Tribhawan Kaul
ReplyDeleteMain Hoon Ali
August 1 at 9:51pm
But no end of bursting.Very well said sir.
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Jai Krishna 9:54pm Aug 1
ReplyDeletenicely expressed the present scenario hanging between hope and fear of no changing .
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ReplyDeleteKanchan Bhattacharya
August 2 at 12:26pm
... from "Don't Blow the Whistle", a poem I wrote sometime back... We told you son, Johnnie, don’t blow Don’t blow the whistle For death lurks In earshot distance… Let the sand blow Let the mafia go past Just close the window Inside you must stay Those bombs may kill you Do you not hear swishing blades? Don’t scream rape Don’t rebel, A think-tank of Hydra heads Will then cull, Oh yes, killers of your sister walk away Peace be to them! I hope death penalty continues... why should the common man be subjected to criminal intimidation?
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Sagar Kataria
ReplyDeleteAugust 3 at 5:55pm
It seems like a scene of the water bullets being sprayed at the protesting mob, or may be a bomb being hurled... A nice one Tribhawan Kaul Sir. have lots of emotions, and some belief as well. Cannot curse the system much, some accept and some not, but at the end...system never change, it is us who tend to accept...
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Anam Das
ReplyDeleteGreat !
May 23 at 8:08pm
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V A Sambandam
Lovely poem.
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