end to end

  

the darkness covering
debris of darknesses,
a jeopardizing journey where
destruction is the destiny;

despite inventions, discoveries,
changing versions of technologies,
notwithstanding volumes
of novels and stories
pouring from the fertile spirit;
the crippled mind is lagging far
behind, as a homicidal habit;

blind, it cannot see the light,
it refuses to see the end,
the world in peril, as a trend
it’s taking notes with tools like
pens, papers, and pencils
forming and deforming words;
the gap between intentions
and actions causing multiple
earthquakes, volcanoes, wars,
forests on fire tonsured;

we seem to be in love with
enlightenment but invariably
choose the false friend,
the most trusted darkness
in full cognizance

the sun, the moon, and
the other stars, unable
to save the disintegrating
planet; we’re all united
to molest the matchless nest
the shelter we didn’t discover,
it was a gifted toy
we’re eager to destroy

The global migraine

the nation's strength

is not in its arms, 

it's in the way it grows

crops in the farms;

it's the food the matters, 

not the food-snatching wars;

throughout the world, 

albeit technologies tried

the farmers commit

suicide, one wonders why

the tv channels across

europe, the americas,

australia allure the

unwilling ladies to

espouse the farmers;

in the punjab of india, 

where wheat is in 

abundance, over 9000 

farmers in 18 years

abandoned their lives; 

one ponders

if the money is 

in safe hands, or if it's

going for a toss;

consumers though 

are willing to pay more

in France's 'Who's the Boss'. 

Note: 'Who's the Boss' is a name of a milk product in France where consumers were asked to pay more so the proceeds reach the farmers. More than 13 million consumers supported the movement.