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On that day of Carnage

by Nuggehalli Pankaja
(Bangalore, Karnataka, India)

Blood gushed

Out of bogies bearing


Young lives bright

With hopes of future.

Blood flowed like flood-

Of ancient deluge!

Limbs and torsos,

Tumbled out,

Reminding one

Of meat—market


While daggers and fire

Painted the atmosphere

In colors ghoulish,

With background

Of cries nightmarish!


Is this the ‘RAMRAJ’

Of our era?

For this our struggle

Of freedom of our mother

With promises futile

Of future rosy?


P.S: This was written when the terrible train—carnages took place in communal riots.

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Aug 27, 2013
In such times....
by: Tanuja Chatterjee

I am a Buddhist and believe in peace without doubt. Violence is contrary to human nature and believe that peace is attainable as it is part of human nature. But this peace cannot be enforced from outside, it must swell from within where it lies slumbering in our hearts and minds. All we need is to awaken this desire for peace by transforming our own selves. This poem forced me to ask myself if I am prepared to join in the front lines of this struggle...yes I am. Are you?

Aug 12, 2013
by: Thanks

I am glad you liked it Priya-Thanks

Aug 04, 2013
Good work
by: Priyaa Trippayar Sahasranaman

Nice poem , I like the theme

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