Come to celebrate with me
My loss of freedom to walk
In the street; to spill out my
Thoughts when you are gazing
At me; to break my heart and
Mend it when I need to.
Come to celebrate with me
My apathy towards hungry;
My inability to show you that
I care for you; my sleepless
Nights as I have been denied
My dreams for a better today.
Come to celebrate the killing
Of my culture and tradition;
My soft tender feelings for
Those who you hate to live
With; my loss of vision to
Build a nation of tolerance
And justice and of thinkers.
Come to celebrate with me.
Brilliant poetic satire, hitting at the head of the nail… Top score, sir.
Heart touching poem, most deserving in brilliance 5 Stars full on TOP, for you Anil Sir. Enjoyed again tremendously
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
poetic acumen is revealed by your words.