Tiku akp


Bad Time - Poem by Tiku akp

Either my glasses are cracked
Or dusts have settled on them
Sitting on roof top on a chair
The world does not look the same

Blood, mayhem, riots and murders
Reign over some parts of it
While others are greedy and mad
Trample the poor with heavy feet

One part loots the other and enjoy
The other looks helpless and watches
It is so hungry to fight back hard
But to the formers might they can’t match

How long will it go on?
Why a part is always poor and weak
When will a change take place?
Or if their future would remain bleak

I wish I could see the day
When all will live equal and right
Love will reign supreme in world
Peace will reign allover
There will be no hate, no fight.


Comments about Bad Time by Tiku akp

  • Freshman - 626 Points Ruby Mostazir (5/19/2013 2:38:00 AM)

    so true.....when most of ppl think jst like urs definitely world will change! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 11, 2013


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