Rajneesh, the running brook!

Have you ever seen human-rain? Believe me and journey by Indian train. O trust me, you'll find both hell & heaven. Surprising scene will be seen for keen. O Shakespeare's "all the world's stage", Thee will  witness all the seven age. Elite groups discussing Politics& risk, Local vendors hawking their stuff & stick. You will see  fight for hand to mouth, Everywhere-East,West, North and South, Poor people picking popcorn peacefully, Bold beast breaking back bones blissfully. Pickpockets with strange chemical scent, To rob  innocent passenger and patient. Many many rackets are coined & linked, No traces can be found who are sinked. Many criminals & crimes being flourished, Child labourers&trafficking are cherished. Molestation & malpractices are general, Humanity is died ; celebrate its funeral. Ray hope can be seen if hearts are clean, We've to support system with discipline. Employees must be mental

Thy way of covering thy face, It seems the Lord Almighty's grace. Pink apron you put,thy pink cheek peep, Pearl petals like thy eyelids invite sip. Thy rosy lips,the source of air; Snake shouldering on sandal wood, Seems thy long lock of hair. I love it; care or don't care. My eyes like butterflies wish to suck; The nectar of thy sweet rosy lips. Thy arms like heaven's golden gate, By God, I'm forgetting all, are you fate? Oh I can notice thy vibrating heart; But you know we're part and part. Oh dear,be never sad and grieved, Let's celebrate what our dreams achieved. It's better to let the Uranium explode, Why stop speedy energy's lovely load? Why to finish the both germinating seed? This love is pious plant not a mere weed. by Rajneesh Kumar Mishra

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