The Third Desire - City of Peace

Two hours ago, when I got some brain fevers ,
My third desire, peeped through the window,
from the city of peace, where it born
And told it is much more beautiful place,
Than the city of kubla khan,
I tried to have a glance, with a glitter in my eyes, my weak hands hold the windows
When my first desire, from a sack of coin, shouted ,
Window panes will cut my fingers,
I looked, my second desire was watching my red hands,
Sittings comfortably in an AC room, enjoying delicacies,
People from Kashmir and Jaffana, from Gaza and Yaman , from Iraq and Kabul ,
From Tibet and Hongkong,
From Tiananmen square and Jaliyanwala bagh,
From Vietnam and Congo,
Gathered their red hands around mine,
With a greed in eyes for my third desire,
Two kids, little different from ordinary ones, from Hiroshima and Nagaaaaki
Put hands around my neck and whispered
Can u give this third desire to our forefathers,
My weak and pale lips only tried to smile, in affirmative
They give me little strength to walk for this unknown city,
Alexander the great, and Nepolean,and Hitler,
Changez Khan, Aurngjeb and Scethian horse riders
The East India Company, the Capitalism, and the Mighty British empire,
Where Sun never Sets,
stopped our way and charged us,
Put this desire in chains,
The third is not a desire,
It is a sin, a betrayal,
A question on kingship and empirilism,
On wars and victories,
On social system and tradition,
Nobels blamed that it is a conspirancy against peace prize,
If cities of peace exist,
The peace prizes become worthless,
United Nations where five countries are decision makers
came forward and said
It is right of UN court to
Trial the case,
Past can not trial present
Communist feel its American conspiracy,
they threatened to use Veeto against any such city,
American thought that it might be a branch of communism or
A conspiracy of Taliban's
Taliban's on the other hand ordered a zehad against this city
Islamic States wants to beheads this city,
Some Indian political parties wish to copy this Desire
To grab the more poor votes
Where people are still waiting for roads, electricity, water and the toilets,
Religion, the most powerful tool
A peaceful name on whom most blood is shed on soil,
Which has the power to divide the nations,
Felt terror to its existence,
It is a myth, a wish of Satan,
Execute this before it flourish,
Democracy described it as city of anarchy,
One arrow, one sword, one bullet and one bomb,
Where is that city? Wounded eyes searched,,
The earth beneath this wounded desire turned red
A city more beautiful than the city of Kubla Khan ......
Please tell .............

Reviews

[George Peck]

I love the images you put into my head as if I was there and in the persons shoes, great details, wonderful story even with the sad truths behind it all your words make everything come alive so a person can live throw this experience. Thank you for sharing. I love it.

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thank you so much dear friend

[Marie]

Religion is both tool and weapon. I feel sad for this city.

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thank you Marie, you aptly said religion is both tool and weapon

[KWP]

A great tale filled with vivid imagery of the reality we call life - funny isn't it how you say Religion is the most powerful tool and Religion is supposed to be based on the greatest love of all - oh man - where did it all go wrong ...

Kublah Khan was written after a night of opium, I have been reading lately about how people experience such states when under the influence of enhancers (and yes I have been there myself) but it remains false, a shield, a veil, an escape - I think perhaps instead of trying to escape the human race must wade though the mud and muck, learn the lessons (hopefully) to be granted the greatest prize of all ....

This is a great write Hardeep - well done X

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thank you so much friend,
we live in a world where ironically enough peace prizes are given on those names who created weapons to destroy,
Blood is shed on the names of religion,,
but as you pointed our need is to learn the lessons,
thanks for a nice review

[Emily]

Vary well worded!
Well done!

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thanks a lot Emily

[CA Anurag Sharma]

What a poem Sir!! a tremendous write.....just brilliant....

[hardeep sabharwal]

Thank you so much sir