That a man was killed for suspicion
That he was eating beef at Dadry in UP
No, it was not beef, it was mutton
Tested and reported by local Lab
Now they say it was beef
May be or may not be
As these people do goof up
But it is certain that beef is more tasty
Than fish, chicken and mutton curry
As writing has no parallel
In money, power or wine
So is Justice has no qualms
To take actions against the murderers
Killing a man who ate of his choice
Either tasty beef or delicious mutton.
With my swollen veinsI am telling you loudPlease go to hell
Though few people may go jealous hereFew might fall pray and be envious thereStill I claim most of them are innocentFree from bigotry, free from garrulous hateThey care and love they cherish and nurtureTruth, beauty and what is high and great.
Playing over your headAnd it is looked like a rainy dayBut no drops of rainonly tears falling downand nobody is all around youTo seeThat you are going to hide somethingand trying to say fewTill date which remain untold about yourselfBut who cares! !O, my dear pain of neglectcome on sharp,Do not waste time any moreShedding…
Men die without drugs
For better if you do not changeIn behavior, in attitudeThen you add up nothingOn the column of your account of wisdomExcept volume and weightBy increasing the number of pagesContaining nothing but empty knowledge
In setting plotIn creating suspenseWith perfect complication and resolutionBut we are not aware of these as we are not readers not the listenersWe are made characters meant to directly participate in actionsAnd face to faceFaceThe music of nature,Circumstances,Co-incidents,And unseen powers etcBut never meant to be puppetsI have read Thomas HardyAnd I refute him here along…
