Humanity

I decide to write my thought in paper one day,

But I can’t any subject,

After thought a lot I found a subject,

I want to write something about humanity,

But I don’t get example of humanity from human,

I found we live in a world where people obey laws,

Because of scare from punishment.

I found families without love and affection,

Men who were racing behind money without taking breath,

And can do anything to get profit wealth.

I found human loves to cheat each other,

And proudly say how they cheat other,

More interesting was everyone respecting those cheaters,

I found some political leader,

who loves terrorism and war and destruction,

Interestingly people loved them,

and gave them power and constitution.

At history book we found some villain got golden place,

Who loved war and invaded over free land,

And killed thousands of men…

Is it humanity?

is the great Alexander really great?

Is Queen Victoria ready deserving some respect?

Who believed in only her country’s interests,

And made other slaves…

Think again,

we unknowingly put wrong example for our kids,

So beware and save humanity from politic,

And be the man of peace…

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The dream of a common man

I want to win heart of everyone,

I want to travel without visa and restriction,

I want to be citizen of every land,

I want to be a man with golden hearts,

I want to be a perfect husband,
and a lovable dad,

I want to be a cute kid of my parents,

and do a job to get happiness…

its my dream,

maybe it’s the dream of every common man . . .

A man with diffident thoughts

I ‘m not crazy for branded cloths and shoes,

I don’t want a super bike,

I don’t want a car and a house with every luxurious facilities.

I don’t want a job in multinational company,

Or a government job and a secure life.

I don’t want a life without struggle,

and risk free life.

I don’t want to part of an easy race,

Where everybody is going to win.

I can’t claim that I ‘m best in anything,

But I’ll definitely try to give my best in everything,

And one day I ‘ll prove to the world that,

What is the actual meaning of win.

Let’s say no to religion

Some idiots had written Gita, Koran, and Bible,

Without knowing truth
And with thousands of mistakes . . .

Millions of idiots are killing each other,

By reference of those books,

Without knowing the proper meaning of words . . .

Men follow those books,

Kill men by name of religion,

And think themselves as superior from other…

So lets burn those books together,

Burn the mistake of our ancestor,

Destroy every religion…

We aren’t Hindu, not Mussulmen, not Christian,

We are only mankind,

We are the new generation

and we are the future…

Be a better man

It is important to forgive someone,

Because fire not only burns other house,

It also burns our hands and fingers,

It gives us equally pain and kills our creativity,

So forgive other and lives happily forever…

Forgot every pain and move on your life,

Past pain only clutch your legs,

And stop you from going forward,

So forgot your pain and failure,

And prepare to do something better…

A struggling writer

I do some odd jobs just because of some money,

But Jobs are boring and killing creativity of mine,

I hate to obey someone’s order,

I hate to restrict myself within the boundary make by other.

Job never gives me satisfaction,

Writing gives me pleaser,

but no enough wealth for bread and butter . . .

Stories satisfy my creativity,

I get claps and appreciation,

But I don’t get money to survive this material Nation…

With empty stomach I write some poem and stories,

Nights after nights passed with some characters,

I narrate my all emotion and imagination in pen and paper,

Without even reading it Publishers send me rejection letters…

Parents want money now,

Girlfriend’s parents need a service,

But who convince my heart,

who has found happiness from stories . . .

I’m an idiot now say my friends,

And I’m a Rascal for my parents,

My classmates now become job holder,

Proudly mention designation of them in Facebook and twitter,

They wear tie and put their company identity card with honor,

Talking about their meeting, targets and workloads,

But still I’m just a struggling writer…

Before I’ll die

Before I’ll die…

I want to fly and kiss the sky,

I want to see the world,

at list spend few weeks in every country,

I want to eat every dish,

and learn how to cook at list…

I want to go to a date with my girlfriend,

and marry to my wife again . . .

I again want to be child,

and go to school with my childhood friends,

Friend with those who are now my enemy . . .

Writes my all novels and publish it within a day,

Dance at list once in a stage,

And sing a song without caring about audience…

I want to learn Guitar and photography,

And act with a gorgeous actress and do kissing scenes . . .

I want to die after seeing face my grandkids,

I want to gift everything,

Keep everyone happy,

And except to see love tear in everyone eyes…