Poem : untitled
These days Hindu, Muslim, Sikh
Christian and Jain
- look alike
they look the same
Especially in the morning train
from Dadar to Churchgate.
Crowd has no religion
And nobody I love, nobody I hate.
Sometimes they offer me their seat
Sometimes they hit me with their knees
Sometimes they come on the road and declare strike
Certainly, these days they look alike.
May be I don’t have time
to think about anybody’s religion.
In this fast moving life
time is less for me, my own belief and my own religion.
I don’t want any revenge now
all I think is of me & my generation.
Now I have other worries-boss, job, production
House rent, credit card EMI and recession.
-jas
plz suggest some title.
Christian and Jain
- look alike
they look the same
Especially in the morning train
from Dadar to Churchgate.
Crowd has no religion
And nobody I love, nobody I hate.
Sometimes they offer me their seat
Sometimes they hit me with their knees
Sometimes they come on the road and declare strike
Certainly, these days they look alike.
May be I don’t have time
to think about anybody’s religion.
In this fast moving life
time is less for me, my own belief and my own religion.
I don’t want any revenge now
all I think is of me & my generation.
Now I have other worries-boss, job, production
House rent, credit card EMI and recession.
-jas
plz suggest some title.
posted by jasdeep mandia at 11:36 AM
4 Comments:
nice poem. I liked it for it's simplicity and message
beautiful.........
Good one Bimbar..
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