Let my country Awaken..Again..


Where the soul loses its subsistence

And with fret and fear

With an inferior emotion

Casts its head down and stands still… 

Where an expansive vision gets devastated

And from the narrow mobs

Oozes the selfishness  

Where the words flow as falsehood and fraud 

Where the perfection encounters an accident

Gets amputated and ligers restlessly  

Where after losing the values

A society without humanity

Probes meaningless things  

Where the path to the liberated world

Closes abruptly

And globalization destruction continues 

Where the expanded genius

For the sake of universal comforts

Migrates as a bird  

With whims and fancies

With distress

Without a thought unavoidable

and unexpected implementation. 

Walks off leaving your hand,

my father… 

There give life to the cadaver society

From that ceaseless melancholy

Opening the threshold of wisdom

Present a statue that is carved by the autumn

Let my country awake…

Again… once again… 

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I hope this poem does awaken the selfish souls….let’s try together!!

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reminds one a little bit of rabindranath’s poem….
How will the country awake?

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