There were no people, no trees, no life No sign of there being any kind of strife, There were no people, no trees, no life No sign of there being any kind of stri...

The poem speaks about the condition of India. The poem speaks about the condition of India.

For a paradise incessantly dealt in bloodshed and grime, Ceases to enchant and stands demolished an... For a paradise incessantly dealt in bloodshed and grime, Ceases to enchant and ...

The one that unifies us, Ironically, divides us as well, Creating irrevocable boundaries, The one that unifies us, Ironically, divides us as well, Creating irrevo...

A poem about how a man prays for nothing but peace for the poor. A poem about how a man prays for nothing but peace for the poor.