Agony
Roam alike the devil I on thy land
Quiet silent without perfect ambition grand,
Wherever peep find people proudly proceed
Solely cede sociably at that no heed.
Sober savory what served me macabre trouble
Little thought of revolution posting my fault double,
Tension not towards god who purifies our soul,
Yet enthralled by each His materialistic power whole.
Their glory to seduce innocent is unreliable claim,
Promoted theft, corruption and forgery as if master game.
Cluster of vampires moving freely enjoying regular thrust
New born dies wanting milk in his mother's breast.
Groaning love lying lurking under pressure worldly power
Cunning crazy wiseacre searching wholly practical hour;
Warns nature recurrent leave polemics be providential,
Provide honest support allow living them all dimensional.
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Sensitive agony of a philanthropic mind.
Ravindra Kumar
Good write, Thanks for sharingÂ
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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Thanks for paying attention towards my output.
Ravindra Kumar
Thanks a lot for appreciating my work.
Ravindra Kumar
What a thoughtful interpretation of dejected mind !.....forced us to think over his present deeds.
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Yasmeen Bano Â
Thanks for your sweet comments.
Ravindra Kumar
great write congrats x
I am really grateful to you for judging and affixing your precious comment on my work.
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Ravindra KumarÂ
Congrats on your winning nomination dear Ravindra Kumar
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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Thank you, Sir! Thank you very much.
Ravindra Kumar
you described agony very well this is an excellent write thank you for sharing it good luck on nomination.
I hope you win.
Your encouragement will make me worthy to submit  more fantastic poems than the present days in future.
Thank you, friend.
Regards,
Ravindra Kumar
Hi Ravindra ji, I 'm highly impressed by your style of writing.Could see your revolutionist thoughts pouring out immensely.Great piece of work.I Would like to favorite this in my profile,really inspirational write.
Cheers
Piusha...
Ravindra ji the full poem is a delight but these lines I like very much.I have read these types of verses in our freedom fighters or great revolutionist's talk,its great to think that a revolutionist could be among us as well.
Cluster of vampires moving freely enjoying regular thrust
New born dies wanting milk in his mother's breast.
Groaning love lying lurking under pressure worldly power
Cunning crazy wiseacre searching wholly practical hour;
Warns nature recurrent leave polemics be providential,
Provide honest support allow living them all dimensional.
Very true, dear friend 'Piusha Singh',... your valuable emotional comments on my recent poem 'Agony' exposes real image of this thoughtful mind. I know well every my poem contains a different topic which is remote from the nature of understanding to general people. Indeed! It's a matter of great pleasure for me that you enjoyed the poem heartily. Thank you.
Ravindra Kumar
New favorite xx much love to you Ravindra xx
Your liking is my pleasure,...thank you.
Ravindra Kumar