I am producing these select poems written by a friend, Seema Sahaa, as an ode to the affected ones during the incidents of violence and infringements, which transgressed our peaceful existence during the last few days.
An acutely efficient management professional by attitude, profession and knowledge, Seema’s poems epitomizes what every Indian is going through, irrespective of orientations. Everyone wants to express their inner feelings, today, some more violently than the others. But, these are expressions which are a manifestation of the protest!!! Protest against “taking shit, lying down”. These expressions are not of self pity, but recognition of our strengths, they don’t lament, but make bold statements, they don’t regret, but convey intent.
With Seema’s approval, I am producing these here to ensure that the message spreads to as many more like us, who empathize. Please DO NOT hesitate to circulate these poignant thoughts. These poems were so well appreciated that NDTV is carrying them on its website.
Seema Sahaa can be connected with on seema.sahaa@yahoo.co.in
Message to the nation from an NSG commando
I fought and fought till the end…
I fought for the country and you my friend…
The pain n heat I bore it all
Till the time I felt myself just fall
I really did not want to go
I bore it till I could bear no more
I called out to you, you could not hear
I wanted to ask you not to fear…
For long after I am gone.
The fight against terror must go on
Don’t let my death in vain ever go
Stand up and fight till u can take no more
Our country is bleeding innocent people are dying
Fathers are grieving mothers are crying
Don’t let my death in vain, ever go
Stand up and fight till u can take no more
The faceless friend
The sound of laughter the clinking of glass
The brightly lit room, the shine of brass
Shattered by a sudden sound
Gunfire going off round after round
People screamed and panicked with fear
“Some anti social elements must have come in here! “
Reassured the man all dressed in white
But his face said more, it didn’t seem all right.
He ushered us towards the backside door
My heart beat faster. I could think no more
We hid in a room awaiting the morn
But the gunfire kept going on and on
There were screams n shouts and painful sounds
We closed our ears as we lay on the ground
We listened to our people scream and fall
As the cowards butchered and killed them all
I heard a scream that spoke of pain
I heard her scream again and again
I shared her pain and sensed her fear
And I couldn’t even help her or go near!!
After a few hours that seemed eternity
We were slowly led out and then set free
But it was freedom of a different kind
For I am still haunted by the screams of her whom I left behind.
So this is a cry, a universal plea
Please fight terrorism and set the world free
Let’s fight those cowards till the end
To avenge the death of my faceless friend
Duty bound
(A tribute to the GM of Taj)
The sound of gunfire and shattering glass
Screams and shouts and death en masse
He sprung to action and helped everyone around
For he was a civilian soldier who was duty bound
His thoughts went up to his family
He wanted to rush and help them flee
But he stood right there rooted to the ground
For he knew he was duty bound
He was told there was a fire raging upstairs
He could feel the heat and see the flares
But he stayed to help everyone around
For he felt he was duty bound
He helped people out and shut the door
He was told the fire was on the upper floor
His family was up, they must be found
He rushed up stairs, he was duty bound
He reached them just a trifle late
They had met an extremely unkind fate
He stood there still, his grief abound
Then went back to work for he was duty bound.
He grieved not for those he loved the most
For there were guests to save and he was the host
He helped each and everyone he found
And saved their lives because he was duty bound.
For the sake of all those men all so brave
For the sake of the great sacrifices they made
Let us resolve to eliminate this evil that’s spread all around
For all of use are duty bound.
Seema Saha
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