Sparks are Sleeping : अंगारे आराम फर्मा रहे हैं

This poem is about Youth who compromises anything for anything, but real character is missing, sparks are there, but they are sleeping. Its dangerous marriage of fear and comfort, its mass production of impotent character. The poem is in hindi and english for viewers across the globe


अंगारे आराम फर्मा रहे हैं
लबालब हैं.. तपिश से
मगर हवा खा रहे हैं
राख उड़ा रहे हैं
अंगीठी में दफ़्न
चाय पिला रहे हैं

कोई इनसे पूछे
पिछली बार कब
इन्हें गुस्सा आया था

कब अपने अंदर की नपुंसकता मारने को
ये जले थे
कब दबे कुचले की मशाल बने थे
कब अंधेरी राह को रौशन किया था

आंखें तरस गईं अंगारे देखने को

काश, ये गहरे जलते
ज़ेहन पर क्रांति मलते

पर अफसोस…
संसार जल रहा है
आराम चल रहा है

International version

Partying hard
Feeling proud
For Being retard
Eyes open, Mind Shut
Getting sexual with Air like a Slut
Sparks are Sleeping

I ask them
When they last got their anger boiling ?

I ask them
When they last lighted up a dark road ?

Where is the firelight to burn every bit of impotence ?

A Killer silence flows
A cold wind blows and yet
Sparks are Sleeping
Revolution is light years away

© Siddharth Tripathi  *SidTree |, 2016.

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