Darkest Night

A city in India, I was on that way,
People wearing little, fashion they say.
They know love-nothing, changing everyday,
Make new partner and saying yeh yeh.
Chandigarh spoils, our culture bright,
When will that be end of, darkest night.

People are fake, Leave me for god sake,
You are Priest of money, trying overtake.
Nothing like old,you are further than date,
I saw you people saying, take more take.
Delhi is full of slums and knifes,
When will that be end of, darkest night.

Wearing is tip top, Home is wine shop,
They drink Patiala, and clash on road.
Never say no no, Just put me one more,
Saying we are Punjabi, abusing non stop.
Punjab is the place of useless fight,
When will that be end of, darkest night.

The land of nature, where is in future,
No right procedure, We lost overture.
Floods is there with rising temperature,
It's hard to find the lovely creature.
Bhopal is going on to be, city of crimes,
When will that be end of, darkest night.

Junk on road, I don't wanna tell you more,
Just open your door, I will tell you what is sore.
The tobacco in the mouth, people spiting on the walls,
Even Pandit is shocked, how feeling our god.
Holly Haridwar, then where is holy light,
When will that be end of, darkest night.

Owners of small thinking, I saw no eyes blinking,
Venerate Nanak-Kanha, but never stop drinking.
Mind is on Panicking, The work did for sinking,
Live in false pride, The Real Identity is Finicking.
Quadian people,Now must  think right,
When will that be end of darkest night.


© Viney Pushkarna
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