Dream

I was resting in a solitary room,
Got a sudden knock at the door like 'boom'.
Some people managed to get in,
Plain faces with no any whim.
They started introducing themselves to me,
I'm Nirbhaya, raped brutally on chilly winter eve.
I was left with harsh bruises and mark,
Cannibals roam in my city, when it is dark.
I'm Junaid, a young chap with dreams of future and fame,
Got lynched by the mob, that too 'not in my name'.
Stories of many people left unsaid and went in vain,
They disappeared like a snowflake in the heavy rain.
I got up and opened my eyes,
Switched on the t.v and again hearing some more cries.
Wish I could see the India of my dreams,
Alas! Dreams are becoming nightmares and changing their streams.