Rhyme Time
Dream girl

I was upstairs and it was a cloudy night.

With my telescope and all my might

I longed to see the stars but couldn’t fight

A miracle happened and an angel desended from the skies.

Her face was like a moon, stars were her eyes,

A downpour began and I was lost in her sea-deep eyes,

As she gave me a loving smile.

Silence was broken, lightening was there,

I expressed my feelings but she couldn’t hear.

My heartbeat rose as I kissed her face

She understood what I said in that phase.

Nothing was heard nor uttered

It was the language of love in which I reached out to her.

What a glorious past India had,

No one knew what it meant to be sad.

Waves of positivity were all around,

With empathy relations were bound.

Where has happiness gone away?

Clouds of hatred have kept it at bay.

What pours down is the rain of tears,

Grief has replaced the life of cheer.

Instead of brotherhood, casteism has taken room,

Spiritless are the faces that ought to bloom.

Still persist child labour, terrorism and corruption,

A plethora of evils does make up an ailing nation.

Let’s strive for an India where there is affection,

Where one is above gender and faction.

Where humanity is religion and all are only Indians,

Where the people of my land are rational and literate,

The day we’ll carve out our niche with dignity,

The world will see the rise of a model entity.