A Document Of Unrest Time Comments

(2) Everybody is nurturing individualistic ends and means. Selfishness and falsehood have become the engines of progress. I think there is no magic wand that can change the present order en masse and that too instantly. Based on a shocking realism, the poem has a message for all. Thanks, Prabir.

The poem succinctly documents the fault lines existing in the psyche of a common man. No single reason can be pin-pointed but it seems that a vicious atmosphere created by a socio-political culture which is at a variance to the values created and/or upheld by our forefathers.

A change in the values and outlook among the people very well described in the poem.10.

A well penned powerful poem, Prabir.......10++++++

Malice! ! ! ! ! Seen everywhere on earth. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

Time needs change indeed! Soon change we will see!

Prabir to read time is difficult because there are so many bitter issues inside... congratulations poet by dr. Riza

I am speechless dear.with a cute photographic vision the poet aptly sketches deterioration of human values.He is shocked inside when his house is blazed in fire of fake modernity.One of the unique poem in the poem hunter. Every line in the poem worth quoting.I am with the equal pain.Some may say it negetive thought but the poet is helpless .It is the crisis all around he depicts Thanks for sharing such a great poem.

great writings /// CHAOTIC all around surround blunder thick I'm mystic in no politics life of ascetic brings PEACE with heavenly greet

Very beautifully expressed document of this present unrest time..thank you ❤️ 🌷🌹🌷🌹🌷🌹🌷

From total hopelessness to a Spiritual Solution..LOVE

" We need a vast Mind and spacious Being, Forgiving soul with stern principle, A wand in hand and luminous eyes, A warrior and a pious cognoscente" Only an Enlightened soul, a vast mind, a master of Love can save us from this cruel time

HARSH REALITY OF THIS TIME IS BRILLIANTLY EXPOSED THROUGH EACH AND EVERY STANZA

" Poets and Parnassian and authors, Painters and sculptors are jumping boats, With stone precious in eyes they use sense, For selfish end they polish their pens. A very tough Time, the desert of souls, Living in society is strait, An unrest Time of Stringent politics, Life is on the edge to fall any trice"

" Political malice and meanness, Hypocrisy and falsehood the midst, Man is not worthy to be man Now, An age of self-delusion sets in"

" The fast increasing population, Cut-throat competition and self-Love, Immoral and unethical chase, Man is now a dreary wad of craze"

" The world is getting isolated, Day by day and with quick change of face, Everyone is an island with None, A separate entity with crotchet"

A well penned poem on the difficulties you are facing in this uneasy time.

Great poem.a real poem of the harsh time brilliantly penned. Thanks.anjandev Roy.

This is Politics I hate to give it even 5 minutes But it is all writ in THE GITA ' twill happen so it is KEEP INCREASING POPULATION DON'T BOTHER SURVIVE ON VOTES WIPE OUT all loans after all it's all your money farmers or students come any I can't handle them But if you vote for me a seat in my boat is free When it happens they now say O you who?