No-body heard

In the midst of rain he cried,

No-body heard,

While pelting pain she lied,

No-body heard,

In the spring of joy he died,

No-body heard,

While keeping one alive – she dried,

No-body heard,

In monetary gains of rust - he was draped,

No-body heard,

In the solitary pains of trust- she was raped,      

No-body heard,

In the brightness of lust he was cloaked,

No-body heard,

In the tragedy of emotions she was soaked,

No-body Heard,

In the greedy games of reality he was killed,

No-body heard,

In the needy flames of tragedy she was grilled,

No-body heard,

Innumerable cries are aloud,

Countless lives are turning nerd,

Yet when I walked through the streets, I realized,

No-body Heard.

Poet – Diwakar Pokhriyal,