the EARTH'S citizen

I am a human and others all my frnd,
i love to work and earn my bread,
neither rich nor poor, just a common man,
this is how i live and this is my trend..

I dream a world where no one is sad,
no country no borders, just one motherland,
everyone will work for whatever he wants,
no worries, no tension when everything will be planned.

No master, no slave, no politics, no politician,
no criminal, no police just proper education,
work will be worship and no need of religion,
i am a man, "The EARTH's" citizen.

Mission first, eyes on target,
we ignore, they never forget,
a responsibility towards country, towards motherland,
they kill to protect us,
thet do not fight for themselves.

Any bullet can finish them,
they do not fight for any fame,
nothing can shackle their arms,
they have their mind set, to achieve an aim,
they do not fight for themselves.

Eyes forget blinking awaiting her son,
everyday cooks food for him, he never come,
father needs a stick to walk,
but important thing for him is gun,
they do not fight for themselves.

Wife shade tears in deem light,
she walks down memory lane to have a single sight,
she weep whole night holding the old uniform,
And the news comes...........
"he fought very bravely and finally sacrificed.

yes we are in progress
It shows on our face,
we are getting richer day by day,
love to have pasta and biryani in our plates,
yes we are in progress,
the day starts with a nice coffee,
we are going to chat in sify,
going for dates with girlfriends on a nice place,
that shows we are in progress,
we travel in big cars and airlines,
and drink sampan and wine,
going to study in public schools and foreign colleges,
yes we are in progress,
can we hear some hue and cries,
yes we are so busy we don't have time,
they don't get even water to wash their face,
still we say we are in progress,
farmers give bribe for passing loans,
flood washes away their crops and even their homes ,
they dry up their tears and donot protests,
yes......... we are in progress,
childrens are becoming labours,
washing car mirrors , selling news papers ,
polishing boots and washing plates,
and we say we in progress!!!!!!!!!!!!
engineers are developing softwares ,
somebody is dying out of hunger,who cares???????????
we must increase our bussiness,
b'coz we are in progress!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

:- JYOTI

MY HANDS

MY HANDS,

make it soft to curl your hair
make it hard so that no one can dare
set forward to make any pair
it salutes to someone who is fair
make it as such that everyone should care
My Hands,
sometimes it polishes boot on pavement,
sometimes it is raised for treatment,
sometimes it brokeout for punishment,
sometimes it is shaked for an agreement,
My Hands,
anywhere it shoots enemy,
everywhere it search destiny,
somewhere it hurts somewhere it prays,
for every work only hand is raised,
My Hands,
It's hands which cares infants,
it's hands which protect innocents,
where it is joined to pray in MANDIR,
the other it is disjoined to worship in MASJID,
GURUDWARA,CHURCH everywhere it's game of hands,
then why it is used to quarrell for a piece of land,
My Hands,
somtimes it holds gun on border
sometimes it hammers for law and order
if everybody have their own hands,
then why do they fight i can't understand,
My Hands,
in my opinion hands should be used for good reason,
if we want to give our generation a healthy season,
when the very hands are used in every religion,
then why some people use it for partition,
My Hands,
when it counts country's population to it's economy
when it used to fight for independence and protest for every agony
then lets join our hands for every STUNAMI
MY HANDS.............................................

My Life

My life starts with a sunshine,

Ends with my thoughts.

This is what I feel,

That is how I fought.