#poemworld

Are we really independent? A single day arrives in a while, Professed as 'independence day'. A day for performing formality, Of remembering those who fought & died for nation. The only day of celebration

A phenomenon creeped in centuries before, But reaching on its peak nowadays. Started by some felons, & suffered by all. In spite of secular & religious tolerant constitution. Changing mindset,

The calm, lonely night creeped in stealthily. It was almost midnight, but eyes are still wide-awake. I sat beside my window, in that loose gown. It seems bright moon smiling at me, Mild, gentle breeze