A Bitter Truth

Thousands of years ago, our
Ancestors' wisdom was at the pinnacle.
Multifarious arts and customs existed,
In the land of hospitality.
Literature thrived and mankind prospered.

Now, my brethren is stranded behind barbwires,
As pitifully as pigeons in a thorny cage.
Dormant is 'the man' in men,
Underneath the smiling countenances of the selfish lot.

Dejection - Hardwork Gone in Vain

I lent a book from the library,
And took down notes in a hurry.
I studied each lesson thrice.
All these are true, and not lies.
I avoided listening to music,
And continued to study despite falling sick.
In studies did I invest all my time.
I would like to know if this is a heinous crime.
I got myself new stationery,
I wanted my performance to be extraordinary.
My family and friends wished me 'All the best'
As I was going to write my semester test.
'I worked this hard' to not leave the paper empty.
But the invigilator received the cup of tea!!

'Test'ing Times

Awakened by the cuckoo's call,
Along with the early rays of the Oriental sun.
I gazed at my house' wall,
Reminiscing yesterday's awesome fun.

The sleepy trees guarding the roads of KK Nagar,
Came for a brief moment to my view.
Their great height and the mild shower,
Can be enjoyed only by a few.

I then saw a cute, snow white puppy,
On my way to the grocery shop.
It did look extremely happy,
And probably nothing will ever make it stop.

Now I'm forced to write an exam,
In order to 'secure' my future;
While I can invest this time,
Writing poems about Mother Nature.