The greed wears the cloaks
and the fires that it stokes;
while the innocents choke !
The age old stories repeat
The tragedies happen
To possess, or to wait and watch, or to let it go?
These three questions hold the key to the future
Momentary are the victories
And so are the defeats!
But the destructions remain forever
the scars on the face of earth
and in the heart of the collective consciousness
The victor and the vanquished
both leave the alley of dead.
Yesterday while walking in the rain and strong winds, my umbrella blew in the wind direction. It was crazy and I laughed like crazy. At that time a teenager was walking alongside. He also started laughing. It was all laughter. Yet my fingers were numb due to the cold weather and icy wind. I was struggling with my umbrella while trying to straighten it. And then I saw the same youngster coming towards me. He was still laughing. He took my umbrella and pointed it along with the wind direction and the umbrella looked like an umbrella once again. He again laughed while I thanked him. I was thankful indeed. This small incident filled my heart with warmth for the people of this beautiful country.
Leave the shores
and the lands
leave the feelings
and the burdens
leave the childhood dreams
and the traumas
leave the pangs of regret
and piles of guilt
leave your mindset
and the shackles
A look in the eye
just as it opens
the world rushes to meet it
an eye for an eye
Double-faced predators
roam the land
unscathed in their skin
relentless in their pursuits
Deepsh27 