lamhat(moments)

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 51 ; the fifty-first edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. In association with Red Ink Publishers and " Curse Of The Red Soil " by Durgesh Shastri. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . It Was Just A Dream A politician came, high on fame, removed corruption ,poverty,rapes, Opposition lacked any charges on his name, cheaper are oil,onion,potato and grapes. then I heard a scream and realized that it was just a dream. A girl in a dress tight, on lonely road in night, soon surrounded by so many men, To help her in reaching home,they started to fight, she reached home safely without any strain, then I heard a scream and realized that it was just a dream. A poor village boy, playing with a toy, All children of his age studying in school, Childhood is without burden and full of joy, they all are happy, healthy and cool,...

Greed Which eats you from inside, If in you longer it reside, Which increases as you feed, It never ends,it's greed. It creates many differences, For you hate it enhances, It is an immortal breed, The permanent foe,it's greed. Dream big,aim high, But never ever sigh, For what you don't have, It's greed,it's never satisfy.