Financial capital of the nation shocked,
Where people gloat to realize their dreams
And left behind the scars with a smile,
You shattered the happy flow of life,
With your violent faith.
But again all join together,
To repulse your noxious plan
And rise again like a phoenix,
In a cruel desert to enjoy,
Peace, progress and love.
The kind hands will join again,
To feed the poor at temple Siddhi Vinayak,
Markets will again buzz,
With the noise and ring tones,
To foil the vile designs of bloody foe.
Your acts have made,
Your faith a subject of,
Ridicule, suspicion and hate.
You live in a haunted world
Where sun never rises.
You study in a school,
Drowned in perpetual darkness,
Your vile steps spoiled,
The fragrance of our dream land
Where life never rests.
Guided and guarded by secular laws,
You can’t snatch the marvel of Taj,
Ratan is armed to protect its honor,
Our Sharmas, Naiks and Sandeeps
Are always there to maul your madness.
FROM:
DR. YOGESH SHARMA
Dr. Yogesh Sharma
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