Who Stands For The Nation? Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

Freezing and chilling the north winds are blowing,
Over the sad nation and heavy sky dripping,
One after another the black scams are floating,
Every heart this winter morning is crying and beating.
Leaders, in secular ring are merrily dancing.
Will this nation living or slowly dying?

Will the sad Yamuna cease to flow;
Will the chilling winds cease to blow;
Will the dark clouds cease to fleet;
Will the leaders’ loot cease to beat;
For all things must die,
Why this loot and unhealthy fry?

Perhaps joyous spring will never come any more.
Death waits at every door.
See! All our friends are ditching,
But they are wine and merrymaking.
We are lectured –we must honest and do,
But they are low, unmeasured low.

In the open they cheat and lie,
The happy lanes are sad and dry;
The sun rises with smile still,
No happiness with wind on the hill.
The joyous song of the bird
Shall no where be heard.

O, misery! Hark! 2G scam is calling
While I speak to ye, the Adarsh scam jaw is falling,
Commonwealth scam paling face, the strong limbs shivering;
Bank scam staining the blood boiling;
Dear to Sonia, Thomas, making the eyeballs twisting,
And blood thirsty, imperfect souls, saying good morning.

Times moves and goes the ringing bell;
Ye happy times and merry souls, farewell.
The old world, has a new birth,
As all men know with mirth,
So let the warm winds flow,
And the blue wave brighten the glow.

I, come not here your happy time to sadden,
A limping nation, leaning to gladden, -
Wishing you all grateful leaders with account cheerful,
And caring heart than look or word can tell,
In simplest phrase- these traitorous eyes are tearful-
Thanks, my friends, Brothers, Sisters, - Children, - and farewell!