Love Life Loss

Pride for Patriotism at Stake Deeply Wounded Mother Groaning in Pain. Sons are out praying for selfish gain.  Love is drenched into the pool of blood, Bullets and bombs are bleeding lives in inhuman den.      Come on the voice of humanity is at stake. Pride for patriotism needs an urgent break.  Time to throttle bloody terror by the neck. Leave only the true prophet of Allah alive.  Slaughter every demonic live.  O the son of Mother India! Break the shackles of hypocrisy. Let there be no hyper-sensitive mercy.  For god sake; stand united for one voice.  Else, even death will deplore at your dual-policy.    R.K. Mishra

                                                           Forgotten Memories  "Whenever I look back into the eyes of past, two things  stand out from the rest. The one that I really missed and the other that I couldn't win over despite giving my heart out. While some faded away with time, a few stubborn stills remained alive."  Where have the long cherished moments gone, Hid into the stars or lost in early dawn. The long due solace has finally deserted; What I have been living for as my own...!  Ohh...forgotten memories...either completely fade away, Or continue to prick the mutilated heart while I pray. My goodness... stop stimulating the haunted; ...