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Democracy demands
we give them a chance
we give them a chance
though I know-
there’s no one with whom I’m safe
Even with hundreds of wrenching reminders,
I still feel the suffrage stir inside me.
I exercise my vote!
‘Victory’- a click!
---- fingers rise to the ‘V’ sign
A majority captivates a gullible audience
Celebrations hang high for some time,
And then, in
frames of slow-motion
fall
like
glass-
SHATTERSSSSSSSSS….!
The winds
of change…
…Shatter all hopes…..disband my dreams;
My victory merges with defeat.
An ache
twists somewhere.
Darkness seldom deter the men at the helm
It chillingly reveals their true selves.
In the half-light
In the half-light
Voting seems meaningless to me
A farce…
I find faith escaping my hands…
With that.....
With that.....
Five years pass
It's now down to matter of lists
--the same tired and selfish stories
- I repeat myself-
It's now down to matter of lists
--the same tired and selfish stories
- I repeat myself-
It’s easy to be cynical about voting…
I vote, because in the end,
Voting right is all I have,
I can’t blow it
off as inconsequential.
This is my chance.
The faces transform again.
Written for Susan's : http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.in/2016/07/poets-united-midweek-motif-suffrage.html
The faces transform again.
Written for Susan's : http://poetryblogroll.blogspot.in/2016/07/poets-united-midweek-motif-suffrage.html
Exactly - its tempting to be cynical but resist and keep voting. Good poem.
ReplyDeleteTo vote is to exercise your right, don't deny yourself this
ReplyDeleteMuch love...
Wow! You take us on a journey here. I love that you start with feeling "the suffrage stir inside me" and I especially like the shatttering and this fulcrum that explains the loss:
ReplyDelete"Darkness seldom deter the men at the helm
It chillingly reveals their true selves."
People have to vote, make their voice heard..it is the only way to keep democracy going. Nicely done Panchali.
ReplyDeleteSo well done, Panchali. There are times when it feels hopeless to vote, but vote we must anyway.
ReplyDeletewhat else can we do but vote and nurture another false dream...
ReplyDeleteSadly often voters choose a strong candidate not perceiving the bully and bigot that they are. Politics is much like swamp and very dirty. The best choice is the one that does least harm.
ReplyDeleteThis made me think of the qualities of gender as well as the right to vote - i do so hope there are more women who we can vote into power - your poem is testament to the thought and sensitivity most women possess
ReplyDeleteI agree: It's easy to be cynical about voting!
ReplyDeletesometimes i feel that the CMs PMs are all decided even before the election by somebody else and that same somebody asks us to vote and the same somebody advertises against voting...
ReplyDelete"Darkness seldom deter the men at the helm
It chillingly reveals their true selves." that is all it is..
Bitter truth
an emotive powerful poem
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