• Rate this poem
5
Sending
User Review
5 (4 votes)

Harbingers of Democracy

written by: Khurram Nizami

@khurramnizami

 

Where similar act has different fate.
One is regarded as the violation
And the other is said to be the fervor.

If we are in that society
Then the question is bound to rise.
Is it the discrimination or demarcation
The answer lies in the inner conscious of us.

But I have a different query.
Who is the creator of this society?
Stranded in the crowd, I want to scream
But all in vain, dumb ears do not listen.

And then a face from the crowd, but very different
Marches towards me, but very slowly
Grim but still very positive
Concerned but vanishes without connecting.

Looking towards that direction
Feeling aloof and direction less
I discovered and with an unending tiredness
I sensed compassion sans sheen.

The society no more compassionate
The humans no more humane
Skeletons no more having heart
Alas! harbingers of democracy are pied Piper's now.

Khurram Nizami

Khurram Nizami

Journalist by choice, but poet by passion. Hailing from Lucknow, India, this is how Khurram Nizami can be defined. Writing since childhood but getting published since college days, feels poem starts by itself and ends by itself. His poems have appeared on different poetic websites, anthology as well as leading newspapers. He was the student editor of his college (EWING CHRISTIAN COLLEGE) magazine at that time affiliated to Allahabad University better known as East of Oxford.
Khurram Nizami

Latest posts by Khurram Nizami (see all)

Read previous post:
Straw House, poetry by Barbara Harris Leonhard at Spillwords.com
Straw House

Straw House written by: Barbara Harris Leonhard   Nestled in a bed woven of twigs, grass, mud,    a shattered...

Close