This poem is dedicated to the Indian troops as I or rather we all are sick & tired of the unwanted activities by unwanted people, trying to enter the Indian territory. It’s the moment of high emotion & I clearly got carried away.
I zoomed
Then a boom
What the hell
You are doomed
I dropped
On your shop
To simply crop
Your evil plot
The aim
Which I claimed
In your domain
Is now proclaimed
The hit
On your shit
Was a hit
Deep respect
If you lie
And still deny
I’ll then fly
To kill those lies
First you diss
But then you miss
What a mess
You seem distress
It’s quite simple
It wasn’t a ripple
It did cripple
Your chair now swivel
If you think
You are that thing
Standing on the brink
And about to shrink
There’s no point to pretend
And no need to always defend
Play plain & be transparent
Coz you’re close to your end
The meaningful stride
In the fight
To make things right
Bang it’s the strike
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Short and sweet rhyming poem. Good Navin
Thanks Nitin.