Power play (Sonnet)

You only see what your eyes want to see;

You only hear what your ears want to hear.

How can world run at your whims and fancy,

When you keep creating climate of fear.

You’re so concerned with your dirty interest;

You distort truth to hawk hate and revenge.

How far you’ve gone in your ugly conquest,

On corpses of man you love to scavenge.

You trample peace for greedy power play,

And frame innocents for creating unrest.

How far you’ll spread this social decay,

And build castles of success on bloodfest.

Look, you’ve torn unity and peace apart,

Now only Almighty could melt your heart.

© 30-07-2016, Shahid Khan, All Rights Reserved

Oh, please give me a break!

Oh, please give me a break!

I don’t speak the language

That divide and categorize

I don’t take pride in belonging to the groups

It’s a sheer hypocrisy to which I won’t stoop

I speak the language - the language of smile

The universal language, yes, that is mine.

Oh, please give me a break!

I don’t belong to a certain country, region or a state

The whole world is my home

Where I’d like to freely roam

Discrimination is figment of feeble mind

Which make human, inhuman and blind

And hinder the progress of entire mankind.

© 29-November-2013, All Rights Reserved

The Civilized World We Live In ?

What kind of civilized world do we live in?

Where wars have become barbaric than ever

Where killing women and children is no more a sin

The lust for power has crossed all heights

Aggressors choke humanity, day and night

And propagate lies as if it is their moral right.

What kind of development we brag about?

Yes, there is a lot of truth, still I have some doubt

The killing machines have done more harm than good

They bring devastation everywhere with ferocious attitude

Years of constructive hard work goes down the drain

With explosion of bombs that numb the brain.

What kind of education and knowledge have we gained?

Where injustice rules and innocents are chained

Despite knowing everything, all we do is just sympathize

And allow the demon of barbarism unhindered rise

To save our skin, we don’t speak, see or hear

And let violence rule as result of our fear.

What kind of advancement have we done?

When from the gory past we are not ready to learn

Learning the art of winning hearts is a distant dream

All we know is shedding blood like a perennial stream

When we’ll learn – “Divide and Rule” is a devil’s tool

While “Unity is Strength” is a golden rule.