Nation of Martyrs.

Inducing guilt & selling martyrs

Claim divinity, yet business in barter.

Generals or Jawan, say all in the line

Later die honest, but former live smarter

Cultivating wars, cropping false aggression

 Use innocent minds for personal charters.

We are a nation of martyrs, waged life in mute jihads

Patriots at heart, no perk in end or starters

We tussle unknown battles for days n nights

Without much returns, yet never think of parter.

We want peace for country, let heaven alone

A better future for children, it’s not much or harder

Hope of a kingdom or a fort invincible

Dream can't be serene sweet when topping's of War tarter.

(Samima)

Zeitgeist!!

Bill Hicks used to finish his shows with this---

Life is like a ride in an amusement park

and when you go on it you think its real,

because that's how powerful our minds are.

When the ride goes up and down and around and around

and it has thrill and chills and its very brightly colored.

And its very loud and its fun for awhile.

Some have been on the ride for a long time and

they begin to question is this real or is this just a ride?

And other people have remembered and they come back to us

and say "Hey don't worry, don't be afraid ever, because this is just a ride"

And we kill those people

"Shut him up! I've got a lot invested in this ride"

Shut him up.

Look at my furrows of worry,

look at my big bank account

and my family

this has to be real.

It's just a ride

but we kill those good guys who try and tell us that,

do you ever notice that?

and let the demons run a mock.

But it doesn't matter, because its just a ride

and we can change it anytime we want.

Its only a choice,

no effort,

no work,

no job,

no savings of money.

Just a choice right now

between

fear

and

love.

Transition!!

Some stations can’t be owned
Memories crowded, yet feels alone
So, on transition lane we are

Reminding destiny; 'to home'.

Where to end, from where we begun

 A tale once told, very skill fully spun

Fate n success, were all meant to be

Together in a place called Kingdom of Sun.

Its known, haze finally clears

And joys come after buckets of tears

Then why to sorrow, and fear in spheres

Ignorance is blessing, known to cheers.

(Samima)

Goodbye!!

It’s time to go, let’s say goodbyes

 I want your memories pure, clear in my eyes

Your drizzly mornings and pouring nights

Cloudy all year, & few sunny skies.

Pains and joys finally led us through

 Journey once begun in hows and whys

Learning through endeavour is rare to forget

Retrieval needed for things hard to memorize.

I find it hard, but thanking you Bristol

Leaving you behind, but keeping all ties.

(Samima)

A Mid-Winter's Night Dream!

Observed some Reds in height

Pearls & diamonds shinning bright

But one Green conquered all

As purity fired its light

 A dream, yet all in pieces

Merged in mosaic delight

All is well with heaps of hope

Days very kind, serenity in nights.

(Samima)