The numbers game

The numbers are slowly turning to names,
At first distant, some known for their work,
Some were friends of friends,
Some distant relatives that (I) never met,
The stream is becoming a rivulet, soon may become a deluge,
While the enemy silently runs amock,
Powers to be are busy with their games,
The names are still numbers to them,
Their priorities are askew, they don’t feel the pain,
They fear more losing their grip on power,
Elections and campaigns are their fun,,
Till the names at the end of the numbers are their own,
Oh heaven, why have you opened your floodgate so wide,
Have the lost souls abandoned you,
And you are filling your coffers playing the number game?


The second wave, if one can call it that, of COVID-19 has become rampant in India. Government that had become complacent was caught with its pants down. Everyday news from home carries names of people that I knew. Some I had met, some I wanted to, some I haven’t. This poem is just a cry of anguish.

Growing Up

Growing up is no fun,

Before one realizes,

Grows up to

What used to be despised,

And now being resented

For being despised

For the same

That used to be despised,

And the whinings start,

For being misunderstood

Oh, why the world can’t see

What one sees,

Is the world that blind?

Growing up is

Surely no fun.

Fun and Sun: RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #197

This post is in response to Ronovan’s weekly haiku challenge prompt Fun & Sun

Her days in sun gone
Horses went back home, she didn’t
Villains had their fun

Image result for free photo of asifa of kathua
Photos of Asifa Bano from Google


Note: I was debating if I should include the photo with this post. Everytime I look at that face my heart breaks, tears roll down my eyes.  I do not know if there is a God, but if there is one I am not sure why he/she allowed this innocent flower to be sacrificed in such a horrendous way.

WALK

Walk the path you chose
All alone if you must
Life is yours to live
Keep it under control

Walk for your health
As best as you can
Let not life’s worries
Kill all the fun

Walk the path less travelled
At Least make a try
Lead life as happy as can be
Kind and gentle be you

Walk with your family
And with your friends
Lots of goodwill and love
Keep you happy and hale


Write anything Wednesday Aug-24-2016

Monday Maladies

The Daily Prompt Frivolous

Sunlight streaming through the blinds

Wakeup signals to remind

It’s time to start the week

Repeated attempts to silence the alarms

Snooze buttons refusing to respond

Yesterday was not a fun filled Sunday

Nor is it going to be a manic Monday

Just the mundane drudgery of a workweek

Looking at me to start my day

Hundreds of excuses to stay in bed

None that will muster even a glance

All my frivolous attempts to postpone

Starting of Monday maladies have failed

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