Heart Of Peace Is Aching These Days Poem by Raju Himanshu

Heart
Of peace is aching these days
Eyes of peace are lachrymose these days

Because
In the street of religion
Water of blood
Is flowing here and there
In the mine of politics
Gold of corruption is glowing here and there
In the town of crime
Dreams of independence
Are murdered daily
In the village of terrorism
Screams of humanity
Are echoed always
In the shrine of love
Worshipers of treachery
Are adoring an idol of vice

Hands of virtue are chained
Bosoms of affection are pained
In the city of anarchy.


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