1. Graveyard Ash
where is the village where is the town
where people live in peace and harmony?
everywhere hired goons fight for money
In social media and on the road for the crown
where justice isn't booed down down?
While people fight for the criminals in jails
The roads hide their faces in potholes
where is the unity and the human dignity
When people are broken into castes
and worship nasty actors attaching divinity
When the merit is trampled and lashed
Lo! where is Andhrapradesh
Oh! it is in the graveyard ash!
2. A Land of Dead - Sonnet
Believe me it is the land of dead
where honest people hang their head
The poor people do anything for food
political corruption flows like flood
obscene behavour and cinema acttion
people easily get connected to faction
The auto driver and educated are same
So the politicians easily play their game
with criminal political grudges
they collectively attack judges
No one likes to use their brain
people work for monetary gain
Where is Andhrapradesh?
Look in the graveyard ash.
3. Not Weeds but Seeds - Sonnet
Weeds or seeds who heeds?
blame not the sowing hand
Who works under someone's command
The students are treated like frogs in the labs
with little knowledge of reading and writing
They sent out with gold medals for fighting
Some of them find holes like crabs
The remaining sit in the dark and sob
When the time warrents they join mob
Into polical, criminal groups they scatter
Finally pallat hunger does matter
Where is real merit of Andhrapradesh?
Look you may find it in the graveyard ash.
4. Battles with Prattles
She has missiles in her mouth
She is an actress from the south
Her ways a awkward and uncouth
She was brothel type in her youth
She has neither dignity nor grace
All she possesses is the force
in her mouth, her language is bawdy
She vulgarly shakes her body.
She settled slowly in politics
Our politics are full of dramatics
Day time throwing bricks
Night time playing with chicks
Where is real merit of Andhrapradesh?
Look you may find it in the graveyard ash.
5. Voix populi
Ba....ba.... black sheep
we don't think so deep
Ba....ba.... black sheep
The people are in deep sleep
He is corrupt he is a theif
He is correct he is our belief
He plunged the state into debts
And slackned the bolts and nuts
He is a black money giant
It doesn't matter he is our saint
He is but waste to the state
It's alright, he is our caste
Where is real merit of Andhrapradesh?
Look you may find it in the graveyard ash.
6. Hubris Syndrome
When the power and money have gone to head
tongue speaks nonsense, as the Greeks said
Our politicians have too much of bossism
they exhibit highly authoritarian fascism
Each of the politicians has rotten behaviour
Each one is lord of corruption yet feels like saviour
The fascist are far away from nationalism
Such igotist monsters are insult to humanism
Actors and Actresses too are nothing less
In public domain they make such a mess
Such rouges demand VIP treatment
forgetting they are meant for entertainment
In Andhra actors are god without temples
They make the face ugly like pimples.
7. Lord of Corruption
He is the Lord of corruption
He has put the state on auction
for him corruption is not corruption
but talent he did it without interruption
He bought assets in Beverly hills
with state's money he payed his personal bills
He always showed his management skills
He continued to avoid the leagal frills
Hicory dickory dock
The time failed his nack
Hicory dickory dock
He was thown in dark.
8. Bad mouthing - Sonnet
Rogues and Rascles have filthy bomb shells
in their mouths which on launching tells
so much about their uncivilized mind
the media gladly the filth wind and rewind
Filthy language is like public urination
The media spreads it without hesitation
To an educated man it causes asphyxiation
But it is packed by fans with admiration
The fans spread the urine on their heads
They love to spread it on their beds
The rouges are called celebrities
They become ministers and enjoy all fecilities
Where is the shame in the political game
Oh it underscores Andhra's name
9. Bossism and Fascism
His father was an actor so he became actor
Everyone knows that it is the family factor
After acting in a few films his star power ceased
His father came to power, his power increased
Director , choreographer and singer sweated
For him thus his performance is whetted
A cobra was shown hissing he was simply pissing
Cranes cameras makeup man nothing was missing
All lifted him up to the sky everybody knows why
Nepotism and reservation worked for this guy
He is too much by the servile media pampered
Ultimately his personlaity was tampered
He says that his blood and breed are different
His speech is empty of words confused and incoherent
He is known for hallow challenges and striking thighs
Arrogance bossism and fascism are his choice
They lie on the surface of Andhrapradesh
So Andhra lies in te graveyard ash.
10. Roads
The highways are full of tolls
The village roads are all potholes
The governments have new goals
They work only for polls.
Poor governments always have poll tension
They can't to development pay any attention.
They offer free bies to all people, to metion
they pay young people pension.
Buying people with people's money is the only task
freebies to the people under poverty line is only a mask
In potholes vehicles might ruin people might die who cares
government moves mountains for polls or it stands and stares
Where are roads in Andhrapradesh?
You might find them in grave yard ash.
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