On gravity...
The peace loving soil is coming down
From the hard working mountain top to poetic river bed
On gravity'
The escapist twilight is rapidly coming down
From the Sidhu's farm house to Gurgaon-Mehrauli main road
On gravity'
Poor postmen are burning letters outside the post office premises
And keeping time to nail their shoes they got free'
On gravity'
Who are running around, they are aimless student!
Burning their degree certificates of unemployment!
On gravity'
Amazed Judges are now outsiders!
Hearing jungle book story from the leaders!
On gravity'
Cunning politicians are coming down to collect bones
They need more skeletal to flourish their business
Ask anybody bone Business a reality
Either with or without sanctity
No slogan, and No gravity please
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem