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Palghar: the dead Sadhus – a poem

Dead Sadhus in Palghar - a poem by Alok Mishra


Unshaken, calm and hopeful
the old saint, a sadhu as we say,
looked hopeful with the guard
by his side before he lay
unconscious on the ground, pushed
to death untimely
by the savage beasts dancing and shouting
to the tune of subversion…

Sadhus do not die.
He did not die. Yes, I don’t lie.
Sadhus don’t die!

We are dead. You are dead.
And so am I.


Deeply pained by the brutal murder of two innocent Sadhus with complacent police and savage murderers who lynched two innocent, fragile and blissful persons. Are we really seeing this? Bharat has been a land of sages and seers traditionally. Ah! I still cannot unwant that calm face the old Sadhu had… Ram, forgive us! We failed your country. The blind followers of hate cannot see and those who can, cannot plea.

April 2020 Poems
1. We all have the same path… poem
2. Palghar: the dead Sadhus – a poem

Alok Mishra

First and foremost a poet, Alok Mishra is an author next. Apart from these credentials, he is founder & Editor-in-Chief of Ashvamegh, an international literary magazine and also the founder of BookBoys PR, a company which helps writers brand themselves and promote their books. On this blog, Alok mostly writes about literary topics which are helpful for literature students and their teachers. He also shares his poems; personal thoughts and book reviews.

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  1. Aaj ek Saal hogya hai palghar mein hue granhit kaarya ko mgr aaj BHI nayyay nhi hua hai,jiska parinaam ham Sabhi k saamne hai,sab dekhkar BHI chup hai, Rajasthan mein abhi same cheez hui bhut se Hindus k sath,koi National media channel ne nhi dikhaya jabkia reticles sable chape hai…ye ignorance,Satya ko naakarne Ka parinaam sbko bhugatna padega.

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