Saturday, April 11, 2009


Sitting in the midst of a crowd
hearing a single voice speaking up loud,
the faces seem to be so down & out
No one seems to understand what all this is about.

Some are sleeping, some playing games,
Some reading R.K.Jain, some reading Shames.
But no one is reading the wrinting on the canvas.
Everyone is interested in their own business.

Why were we called here?
& why isn't the caller himself not here?
Everyine is lost in their own world,
but, everyone's expression is so dull...

The faces tell their story.
After a hard-day's work, bereft of all its glory.
Students are forced to see climate change.
Again...and again...and again...

Can't, for this time atleast, we be left out?
Or do we have to shout it aloud?
When people aren't willing to come to it...
Then,why are you forcing this thing..??


poo said...

yar mast likhi hai!!!!!!!! bhot bore krta hai wo climate change:)

dhawal said...


PULKIT said...

long time........ pls write something!
I am a new follower at ur blog ji :)

hws u bro?

dhawal said...

kk...dude...wi post sum new poems by nxt week...
thanx 4 followin...

Deepika Gupta said...

So very true!