Outburst!

I can’t define this pain,

To the world,

This pain-

Of no wounds and no scars...

The world-

Where they believe in

What they see…

Absurdity, in fact

The world is mean,

Mercenary, its people!

No doubt, it is

No doubt, they are!

To the world,

Where eyes are lured by

The half-price-sales

Not by the limbless man!

Lying helpless on the street…

Where homeless lies the hearts,

Of their parents,

And they donate trillions,

To gain applauds of thousands

I expect nothing

From this society

Of hypocrites…

Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"

IISc-4:00pm-02-07-2013

All tired...Frustrated World!

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Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

"I expect nothing
From this society
Of hypocrites…"
You want to learn sadness. Look at the USA budget. We give close to 100 billion to countries for military spending. A lot of hypocrites are running our world. How do we stop them? Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Seriously...all people are merciless...they will readily give 100 as a tip to a waiter but will decide twice in throwing a coin in bowl of a dying beggar! Hypocrites!

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T..]

Sanjeeta, why do you take my ignorant bliss? What did you do with it? Did you store it safely away, to be experienced another day? Did you give it to someone else? Did you use it for yourself? You have placed a heavy stone upon me. I cannot move. I cannot breathe. I am not dead but I am not alive. What is this place? Are you here too? What is next? Is there a next?

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

All these questions of yours, entangled me!

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T. Serrat]

Then, perhaps we are entangled together. But, where are we? Why are we here? How did we come to be here? What is our collective purpose? We place words upon the walls knowing that they will affect the reader's mind in some way. Do we say to them, "Turn left, no, turn right... no walk over the edge of the cliff. Let us discover the bottom together, swiftly as in the blink of an eye." .. do we? If so, why?

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Your questions triggered so many neurons in my brain...Everyone has purpose to be here. Here in this stage. Called life. We were destined to be here. You have some role to play and so I have. No one will instruct you to find your way, but, your inner being will guide you. Listen to the inner voice and pave the way...If your motto for life is good, people are soon going to follow your path. That will in fact give them the directions. In the blink of an eye!

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T. Serrat]

Perhaps... let us walk a while longer. Thank you, Sanjeeta.

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

Definitely...You are always welcome.

[Chris]

Its a cynical people we are.

[Dayran]

To see something that no one else sees is indeed a new insight into matters only reserved for our attention. Mother Theresa may well have found that to be her calling.

[Sanjeeta Sharma Pokharel "Hridayaninadini"]

True, very much true!