आजादी का दाम

हर तरफ मदहोश जूनून, कोने मे छुपा कानून।
भूल गए कि आजादी का दाम था लाखों का ख़ून।

I dread to wake tomorrow

So I was at work and all of a sudden I felt like poetry. And here is what spawned - my expression of terrorism, global warming and my belief of where all this is heading.

Close my eyes I must tonight
Sleep is but to borrow
The fear of a human smite
I dread to wake tomorrow

Acrid is the thick air
Sirens wailing of sorrow
All to find earth's heir
I dread to wake tomorrow

Man snubs his fellow living
Perils but his farrow
Fails to make the giving
I dread to wake tomorrow

Nescient to earth's design
His perspective too narrow
Dismisses the obvious as benign
I dread to wake tomorrow

Cleansing is earth now of men
Outward from her marrow
Close our eyes we should then
Never to wake tomorrow