Ye Kaisa Insan Hai!
Chal raha hun uss raah par jisme kaante hazaar hai,
bheegta hua us baarish me jisme sirf tezaab hai..
Tanha si rooh hai,
Chehre pe udaasi hai..
Aankho me angaare hai,
Zubaan khoon ki pyasi hai..
Na kuchh kehne ki arzoo hai,
Na kuchh sunne ki himmat..
Bade sahib ne kaha hai,
Ki sirf badte rehne ki hai zarurat..
Tez hawaa ko cheerta hua jism aage bad raha hai,
Singh sa dahaadta mukh chunauti de raha hai..
In dahakte zakhmo ko apne pasine se dho raha hu,
Apne lahu se aaj ye zameen seench raha hu..
Dard ki deewaro k bhitar khada ek insaan hai,
Har ghadi aag ugalte sine me ek dil naadaan hai..
Jo nafrat nhi janta jiske liye satya ahimsa bhagwan hai,
Ye yudh ki krurta ka anjaam hai,
Jo maarta h wo insan hai,
Jo marta h wo bhi insan hai..
Na udhaya kafan us Zaalim ne ye kehkr
Tu dushman desh ka jawaan hai....
Dekhkr khuda bhi karrha utha
"Ye kaisa insan hai!"
I ruined my own Name.
A wrecked body, devoid of soul,
Walking an abandoned road..
As I roar with my eyes,
To burn him in my fiery demise..
No wish to say,
No courage to hear..
Nothing to think,
No choice to fear..
No option to turn back,
Onslaught is the command..
Defeating the gales, the gravity,
Crossing the limits of insanity..
Lion seemingly mouth outcries,
Yelling the thunder of rival’s demise..
As sweat quenches searing gashes,
Blood satisfies earthly wretches..
Trapped within these walls of atrocity,
An innocent man stands for humanity..
Who doesn't know anger and hate,
Who wants peace to be his fate..
Humanity is what they mar,
This is the brutality of war..
The one kills is a human,
One who is killed is also a human..
It's something that kills me everyday. We waste so much on artillery, ammunition to protect our borders - Money, Time, Lives of several people in killing weathers and brutal Wars. But even after spending so much we still aren't safe. We still fear our neighbors. We are not sure when someone rages a war with nuclear and biological weapons of mass destruction. We are cowards. We can't extend a hand of friendship. If we loose our ego, we can stumble down to earth to a sacred place where both the losers can win big. In Pakistan, India, Iran, Afghanistan and the world over thousands of people starve to death, lack medical care, live in shambles and are deprived of education. We owe them something. They have a right, the right to live, to lead a life without fear. We can get nuclear weapons but not bread for the poor. Ridiculously funny!