#democracy

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  • akeel_1119 6w

    What is Democracy?

    People given a chance to choose their leader
    Who could change the society
    Which makes us forget
    Our own capability of changing us
    ©akeel_1119

  • reshma_kausar_mohideen 10w

    *THE CRIES OF A GOLDEN BIRD.*

    The world once used to admire my charm, called me a 'Golden Bird', the most precious breed,
    My feathers were closely knit, bearing multiple hues of language, religions, caste & creed,
    I soared like an eagle above the wild clouds of invasion when my flight was obstructed,
    I emerged from my own ashes like a Phoenix, even when I was thoroughly destructed.

    But now, even though when I am free to fly, I cease to scale the sky and succeed,
    My wings have been weighed down with the stones of inhumane practices & greed,
    Dark shades of illiteracy and lust that have darkened my bright sky,
    I cease to survive the storms of corruption and crimes, flowing by.

    My feet have been tied with the strings of mob lynching and blood - shed,
    I lie wounded, targeted by the bullets of inequality and religious wars, selfishly led,
    I am sinking in the swamp of filthy politics, erode me the parasites of hypocriticism,
    My throat is being choked with the toxic grains of bribery and barbarism.

    My wings have been burnt with the acidic rains of unemployment and poverty,
    Has clipped off my pinions with pollution, my own society,
    I wish to flutter my wings of independence, soar high in the global skies with great pride,
    That would only be possible when each and every Indian citizen, to the Constitution, sincerely abide.
    ©reshma_moin_sheikh


    *Reshma kausar Mohideen*

    *Insta handle: sword_of_word_86*

    *Email Id:Reshma.kausar86@gmail.com*

    *Insta Handle: sword_of_word_86*
    #mirakee
    #mirakeeworld
    #writersnetwork
    #India
    #happiness
    #democracy
    #humanity
    #halpiness
    #poems

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    GOLDEN BIRD.

    ©reshma_kausar_mohideen

  • isalittlebroken 10w

    Democracy

    Liberation unchecked
    is a prison without cold cement walls
    and daunting bars.
    One group of free questions another group of free...
    'What are you doing that for?'
    'That's an offence of our rights!'
    Now you have war...
    When the last of us fall forfending a myth...
    At least we were free to suffer
    it all.
    Nothing says freedom
    better than a war. 

    ©isalittlebroken

  • guynamedcolt 13w

    A democracy always disapproves the radicals
    ©guynamedcolt

  • madinah_writes 17w

    *A Struggle For Independence*



    If independence is achieved on a platter of gold,
    The institution of colonialism will remain forever it strong and old.

    Yet, we dream and follow promises complain their fake-interests.
    Everybody was creating the blames,
    Nobody was fixing the problems.


    Long Ago,
    In the African World.
    The old father's the young immediately after sunsets.
    It was time for storytelling.
    Time for entertainment and moral lesson.

    Grandma tell me this!
    Grandma tell me that!
    Grandma tell me why the tortoise have a rough, shelly back?
    Why is the dog a hunter's pet?
    And why is lion the king of the jungle?
    That was so much fun,
    The children would gather under the faint mango tree.
    Singing historical and cultural songs.
    Alo o! Aloooo!!
    Follows another set of mind blowing riddles.

    The children would rack their minds to answer grandma's questions.
    Brain cracking, riddle follows.
    Then, as I heard.
    Children would laugh to Grandma's stories and ask brainstorming questions.
    With words of wisdom where everyone could think by themselves.
    So I was told...

    And now, I'm growing.
    To what our life and living has become;
    Like a bird's empty nest, that was once filled with life.
    Now, I stare at the African life of nothingness.
    What I see is failed promises and bloodshed.
    End SARS now! A dark, starless world in silence.
    As the youth of today cry and seek for the best.
    Hoping for a future that like a fairytale, might never come.

    When the best is traded for selflessness.
    What are we doing?
    Where are we going?
    Who is our tomorrow?
    When today is full of sorrow.
    Are we getting wiser?
    When all we depend on is Google and the internet?
    Are we even blessed?
    When we await betterment from our so called leaders.
    Would there ever be a change or all these sufferings are permanent?
    Or have we forsaken the gods of the land?
    Which is which? I need to know.
    What is next, we need to think.
    Why is our tomorrow,
    Laying at the end of the brink?

    War of independence,
    Seen through it's eyes.
    That sees no transformation,
    All in the name of change.
    They change for the post of power that never satisfies them.
    The war of independence is war of death!

    Lasted with several years with thousand souls, dead.
    Dusted and forgotten.
    Women and children,
    Expecting genuine freedom from colonial rule!
    The independence they promised was not real, ungranted.
    Everyone was hungry to sit by the side of the power pot!

    The rich were getting richer and the poor, poorer.
    We were made as a stepping stones for the colonial masters. 
    Those days and still now.
    Independence turned out to be opposite,
    Corruption and injustice.



    ©Madinah_Writes




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    A Struggle For Independence

    If independence is achieved on a platter of gold,
    The institution of colonialism will remain forever it strong and old.

    Yet, we dream and follow promises complain their fake-interests.
    Everybody was creating the blames,
    Nobody was fixing the problems.

    Long Ago,
    In the African World.
    The old father's the young immediately after sunsets.
    It was time for storytelling.
    Time for entertainment and moral lesson.

    Grandma tell me this!
    Grandma tell me that!
    Grandma tell me why the tortoise have a rough, shelly back?
    Why is the dog a hunter's pet?
    And why is lion the king of the jungle?
    That was so much fun,
    The children would gather under the faint mango tree.
    Singing historical and cultural songs.
    Alo o! Aloooo!!
    Follows another set of mind blowing riddles.

    The children would rack their minds to answer grandma's questions.
    Brain cracking, riddle follows.
    Then, as I heard.
    Children would laugh to Grandma's stories and ask brainstorming questions.
    With words of wisdom where everyone could think by themselves.
    So I was told...

    And now, I'm growing.
    To what our life and living has become;
    Like a bird's empty nest, that was once filled with life.
    Now, I stare at the African life of nothingness.
    What I see is failed promises and bloodshed.
    End SARS now! A dark, starless world in silence.
    As the youth of today cry and seek for the best.
    Hoping for a future that like a fairytale, might never come.

    When the best is traded for selflessness.
    What are we doing?
    Where are we going?
    Who is our tomorrow?
    When today is full of sorrow.
    Are we getting wiser?
    When all we depend on is Google and the internet?
    Are we even blessed?
    When we await betterment from our so called leaders.
    Would there ever be a change or all these sufferings are permanent?
    Or have we forsaken the gods of the land?
    Which is which? I need to know.
    What is next, we need to think.
    Why is our tomorrow,
    Laying at the end of the brink?

    War of independence,
    Seen through it's eyes.
    That sees no transformation,
    All in the name of change.
    They change for the post of power that never satisfies them.
    The war of independence is war of death!

    Lasted with several years with thousand souls, dead.
    Dusted and forgotten.
    Women and children,
    Expecting genuine freedom from colonial rule!
    The independence they promised was not real, ungranted.
    Everyone was hungry to sit by the side of the power pot!

    The rich were getting richer and the poor, poorer.
    We were made as a stepping stones for the colonial masters. 
    Those days and still now.
    Independence turned out to be opposite,
    Corruption and injustice.
    ©madinah_writes

  • johnettan 17w

    അത് മതി

    ബഹുമാനപ്പെട്ട ഭരണാധകാരികൾക്ക് ജനങ്ങൾ എഴുതുന്നത്,

    അഴിമതി യിൽ നിന്നും
    ഇനി മതി യിലേക്ക്
    നിങ്ങൾ എന്ന് മാറുന്നോ,
    അന്ന് ഞങ്ങൾ പറയാം;
    അത് മതി.
    ©johnettan

  • michaelnene7 18w

    AniMacracy

    I'm thinking of how we got here.
    My thoughts are hanging on a tightrope,
    My memories feels like an empty space;
    From where my thoughts echo.

    Where do we run to?
    In a land bleeding in pain and thoughts drained of trust.
    Whom shall the enigma be revealed to?
    Or, do we all sleep and wake up in death?

    Tradition has crumpled the pillars,
    Religion has torn its walls.
    We are left in the debris of democracy and tyranny,
    In a system so cold and leadership so uncanny.

    Shall we speak and yet perish in silence?
    For we speak to the ears of "deafs".
    For our thoughts are clear, but theirs are not.
    May we be sound in this phase, and they go nuts.

    MICHAEL NENE
    @michaelnene7
    ©2021♥

  • pnair87 21w

    ശബ്ദം ഉയർത്തുക
    അല്ലെങ്കിൽ നാളെ
    ശബ്ദമെന്നൊന്നു ഇല്ലാതെ പോകും ...
    അവർ ഇല്ലായ്മ ചെയ്യും !


    ©pnair87

  • inborn_scribbler 24w

    You can have all the money in the world but democracy is not for sale.

    ©songbriti

  • sakd_____ 26w

    I HAVE SEEN FASCISM GROWING
    _____________________________


    I have seen Fascism Growing,
    In front of my eyes.
    I have seen dissent bidding,
    Their last Good Bye.

    I have seen protesters getting shattered into pieces by police baton,
    If I could time travel to past, I would say, "please stay back, O Lord Mountbatten".

    I have seen people dying, I have seen fanatics killing people in name of COW,,
    that is when my parents say WOW.

    As I rise my voice, I will be demarcated as an ANTI-NATIONAL.......
    But believe me my friends, even I am Indian National.

    I HAVE SEEN FASCISM GROWING.

    My friends mock me everyday, says I do not understand anything,
    But History shall mock them every second as they did understand nothing.

    As I sleep on my bed,
    I see in my dreams the Democracy dead,
    Fading away slowly,
    as the FASCISM bully.

    I HAVE SEEN FASCISM GROWING.

    Freedom fighter who gave their lives to bring democracy to this nation,
    Are being today used to bring autocracy to this nation.
    May be BOSE, may be BHAGAT, all have become tool of death.

    The Junta comes smiling at 8:00pm on TV,
    and democracy in the meantime dies silently.
    This is how you know Fascism grew, and hate silently brew.

    I HAVE SEEN FASCISM GROWING.

    I hear her screaming in pain and agony,
    Every second-every minute;
    As if drowned and suffocated in Fascist ocean depth,
    I see her in ventilation bed,
    breathing her LAST BREATH.

    I AM SORRY MY DEMOCRACY.....

    But still people it's OK and everything is fine,
    But they don't understand how much they are actually being FINED.

    This is not my HINDUISM,
    this is the radical HINDUTVA that defy HUMANISM.
    Now no more India believes in pluralism,
    everywhere prevails monolithism.

    This is how FASCISM grows.
    This is how "I HAVE SEEN FASCISM GROWING".

    Blood on streets and flesh everywhere,
    And Junta says no problem anywhere,
    Thus the citizens unaware.

    We cut ourselves, we shattered ourselves, but we do not build ourselves,
    We failed to show national unity,
    to India herself.


    I HAVE SEEN FASCISM GROWING.......


    © Somedeep Bardhan

  • somedeep 26w

    I HAVE SEEN FASCISM GROWING
    ________________________


    I have seen Fascism Growing,
    In front of my eyes.
    I have seen dissent bidding,
    Their last Good Bye.

    I have seen protesters getting shattered into pieces by police baton,
    If I could time travel to past, I would say, "please stay back, O Lord Mountbatten".

    I have seen people dying, I have seen fanatics killing people in name of COW,,
    that is when my parents say WOW.

    As I rise my voice, I will be demarcated as an ANTI-NATIONAL.......
    But believe me my friends, even I am Indian National.

    I HAVE SEEN FASCISM GROWING.

    My friends mock me everyday, says I do not understand anything,
    But History shall mock them every second as they did understand nothing.

    As I sleep on my bed,
    I see in my dreams the Democracy dead,
    Fading away slowly,
    as the FASCISM bully.

    I HAVE SEEN FASCISM GROWING.

    Freedom fighter who gave their lives to bring democracy to this nation,
    Are being today used to bring autocracy to this nation.
    May be BOSE, may be BHAGAT, all have become tool of death.

    The Junta comes smiling at 8:00pm on TV,
    and democracy in the meantime dies silently.
    This is how you know Fascism grew, and hate silently brew.

    I HAVE SEEN FASCISM GROWING.

    I hear her screaming in pain and agony,
    Every second-every minute;
    As if drowned and suffocated in Fascist ocean depth,
    I see her in ventilation bed,
    breathing her LAST BREATH.

    I AM SORRY MY DEMOCRACY.....

    But still people it's OK and everything is fine,
    But they don't understand how much they are actually being FINED.

    This is not my HINDUISM,
    this is the radical HINDUTVA that defy HUMANISM.
    Now no more India believes in pluralism,
    everywhere prevails monolithism.

    This is how FASCISM grows.
    This is how "I HAVE SEEN FASCISM GROWING".

    Blood on streets and flesh everywhere,
    And Junta says no problem anywhere,
    Thus the citizens unaware.

    We cut ourselves, we shattered ourselves, but we do not build ourselves,
    We failed to show national unity,
    to India herself.


    I HAVE SEEN FASCISM GROWING......

    ©Somedeep Bardhan
    ©somedeep

  • vasubandhu 27w

    ©Vasubandhu

  • kritikakiran 33w

    मेरी या तुम्हारी दृष्टि से ये कहाँ सोच पाएँगे
    गिद्धों के गुरु हैं जो, हमें तो वो नोच खाएँगे

    क्या मतलब है इनको कि, जनता नाशाद है
    ये तो वो लोग हैं जो चुटकुलों से चोट खाएँगे

    जाओ और लिख दो दीवारों पर : "आज़ादी"
    फिर देखो कैसे कलेजों पर साँप लोट जाएँगे

    ग़लती से भी इनसे क्यों लगा लेते हो उम्मीद
    ज़मीर के सौदागर, मुँह पर चूना पोत जाएँगे

    खूब भौंकेंगे ये उनपर जो दुर्बल हैं, लाचार हैं
    सत्ता के आगे तो पाँव पकड़ कर लोट जाएँगे

    ये तो वो बहादुर हैं जो विपक्ष से माँगेंगे जवाब
    दबाने के लिए सच ये सरकारों से नोट खाएँगे

    क्या दोष देंगे उनको जब ख़ुद बेज़ुबाँ हैं आप
    शिकारी से ज़्यादा यहाँ शिकार में खोट पाएँगे

    ©kritikakiran

  • sutra_adhar 34w

    Injustice

    Any word or resolution can be broken if it's done for upliftment of society.
    If you agree to injustice, next can be you.

    -sutra by nikhilam

  • asmita_chakraborty 34w

    Democracy is a topic we all are aware of from a very young age. We have read about it in those first few pages of the civics section in our history books. Soon there will be voting all around the country so just penned this to let you know my opinion on this topic.
    Feel free to let me know what you think about it.
    This is inspired by a speech given by Barack Obama

    "The strongest democracies flourish from frequent and lively debate, but they endure when people of every background and belief find a way to set aside smaller differences in survice of a greater purpose"
    ~Barack Obama
    This is a long read though.
    Dictatocracy is dictator + democracy ��

    #democracy #indian #constitution #rightsandduties #ceesreposts
    @writersnetwork @mirakee @writersbay A read ? ��

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    Dictatocracy

    The thinking process of all the individual needs a change.A change to strive the world and let them know the meaning of democracy,which is often mistaken and considered as dictatorship,so might call it dictatocracy.This world is now a place where the Constitutions were made with rising thoughts by brilliant minds but now its all in the hands of Dictators naming themselves as the light bearer of democracy.

    So before we vote we should give a thought to what we need what we deserve and what we expect.Its all about that 'W' ,and we have to care for that.so save the W its necessary.Just anyone cannot be a ruler or a leader it needs time for someone to grow into that job.

    The constitution provides us the responsibility to choose a representative who will rule us,so at minimum we should expect him to feel a similar sense of responsibility yo abide by the constitution, safeguard the welfare of all the population he is elected by, regardless of what we look like, how we worship, our monetary status or political thought, ego and ambition, he will be the custodian of democracy.

    Every leader has a Vision. So, we have to first think about whose vision can we relate to, feel comfortable with, not just because my father,his father were active participant in some or the other polical party. We have to observe the leader or the party's notion,his resilience, struggles, empathy, manners, decency,the belief that everybody counts. A person who has all these characters and experience makes a better ruler.

    Democracy , the right to vote is sacred,so should be made easier for all to cast their ballots, not harder, the one's in position should never use their office to enrich themselves or their supporters.They should understand to never use our military or police,who stand ready to sacrifice their lives for our motherland, as political props to deploy against peaceful protesters. They should understand that political opponents aren't un-indian just because they disagree with them, A free press isn't an enemy.

    No single person can fix a country alone. Democracy is never meant to be transactional, it also requires active and informed citizenship,to understand our responsibilities as citizens to make sure the basic tenets of our democracy prevails because that's what is at stake now. Don't let them count on your cynicism. A step today will ensure the quality of lives of the future generations. So before you vote, THINK.

    ©asmita_chakraborty

  • awakensleepingbeauty_ 35w

    Bhaiyo aur behno

    Let's question the oppositions for the 100rs petrol..
    After all India is a Democratic country.

    ©sanghmitramani_
    ©awakensleepingbeauty_

  • awakensleepingbeauty_ 35w

    Areee yr pehle batana chahiye tha nah ki current economy ke liye 6 saal pehle ki govt. Responsible hai....
    Hamara 100rs ke liye ruling govt. Ko blame krne waste gaya nah..

    ©sanghmitramani_
    ©awakensleepingbeauty_

  • andolanjivi_tabeeb 35w

    राम और रावण

    राम- मैं सिर्फ एक राजा था मुझे तो दुनिया ने बनाया भगवान
    इस गंदे समाज के कारण मुझे मांगना पड़ा सीता से प्रमाण
    औरत तो रामायण में महाभारत में हर युग में की गई है बदनाम
    अब तो कलयुग है लंकेश जहां पापों को नहीं कर सकता बयान
    हर तरफ है हवस के दरिंदे,
    नोच खाते है जो जिस्म और जान
    मैं तो होता हूं हर पल हैरान,
    तुम्हे तो बस वहम था के तुमसे बड़ा ना कोई शैतान

    रावण- हां मेरी भी गलती थी जिसने अपहरण किया तुम्हारा मान
    पर एक औरत की नाक काटना भी नहीं होता वीरता का प्रमाण
    मैं शैतान ही अच्छा था जिसने बहन के लिए गवाई अपनी जान
    सीता तुम्हारा अभिमान थी तो सरूपनखा भी थी मेरा सम्मान....
    ©andolanjivi_tabeeb

  • andolanjivi_tabeeb 35w

    राम और रावण-

    राम- ये मेरा मुखौटा पहन कर कहां चले जो वत्स
    रावण को जलाने वाले
    ज़रा मुखौटा उतार कर दिखाओ तो अपना चहरा
    असली भक्त हो मेरे के कोई अंधभक्त है बहरा
    धरम के रखवाले बनते हो और देते हो पहरा
    तुमने तो बाबरी पर झंडा लहराया था
    वो तो फिर लाल किला ठहरा

    रावण- किस भ्रम में जी रहे हो ये कलयुग है राम
    अंधभक्ति है धरम इनका और अंधभक्ति बस एक काम
    ना मतलब इन्हें इकॉनमी से ना समझ में आता इन्हें संविधान
    रात में बेटियां जलाते हैं फिर चलाते बेटी बचाओ अभियान
    मैंने तो बस सीता का अपहरण था किया
    ना चोटिल किया उसका स्वाभिमान
    मैं तुम्हे भी भगवान कैसे मानू
    जिसने अपनी ही पत्नी से मांगा था पवित्रता का प्रमाण....
    ©andolanjivi_tabeeb

  • pragyaverma 35w

    It happens rarely, but it does happen. People, hundreds and thousands of them, nay, millions of them, all at once, get addicted to a poison called hate.
    And then hate becomes business. We buy it and We sell it in equal proprtion without even calculating the profit. What's profit got to do with jingoism anyway?!
    So who do we hate? Anyone, who the masters tell you to hate.
    First we were made to hate Muslims. A community that gave us a large part of this culture and language. A community that has shared India's history. They manipulated it all, played with words. We were constantly reminded, how vile they are, not worthy of our trust.
    And then we were taught to hate a faction of dead freedom fighters. People who have zero knowledge of the geopolitics that prevailed then, became celebrated commentators of those times. A multitude of opinions erected on a weak foundation of zero knowledge. And we continued to hate more.
    Then came the dissenters. How dare they? Are they not Indian? And we hated them too. Then the dissenters got the name of another religion. And we began to see a terrorist in every turbaned man. Sikh, whose langars fed thousands of people during difficult times, whose hard work has been praised world over, who is the pinnacle of courage, bravery and large heartedness, became khalistani. An issue which was dead for good was rekindled to life so that we, the people do not have dearth of causes to hate.
    Now there is another crop beginning to stand, which we must cut with our hate. And that's, girls and women with mind of their own.
    Guess what connects them all? They are all minority.
    Be glad, till the time you are in majority in this majoritarian regime. For time has this fickle nature of changing. All empires fall and this will too. What remains within you is your conscience. Choose wisely.



    @writersnetwork @mirakee

    #hate #dissentisdemocracy #democracy #observation

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    Its a new day,
    Who do we hate today?
    O, there are a bunch of young women
    Who think highly of themselves..
    Setting wrong example
    Lets show them there actual place..
    Lets hate, lets hate..

    Afterall its the new national passtime.