Not at rest a single soul.
Be it DUSU or college union,
Everyone had to make an opinion.
The beginning was campaigning
And minds and tongues straining.
Every nook and cranny the contestants strode
And strident supporters in their names swore.
Slogans, banners all around.
Going on was brain impound.
Promising voters a bright dream
And luring them with ice-cream,
The contestants moved in white,
Aspiring to touch great height.
Insides burning with anticipation
And looking forward to a great celebration.
Some voters looked bored.
Some minds and spirits soared.
Some took the banners and joined campaign.
Some only called out in vain.
This was all out in light.
But in background prevailed dark night.
As parties crossed sabres
And supporters put in hard labour,
Grudges germinated
And then many rules were violated.
Bandages, stitches became ornaments
And suspension letters prominent.
Some stains, some white.
Some in some out of sight.
Then began the countdown.
Only question: Who will get the crown?
Election day was no less dramatic.
We all reached our colleges
Wading through the traffic.
It rained cats and dogs
Bringing low turnouts in the logs.
There was noise all around
But an eerie calm gripped the ground.
Casting my vote, practising my right,
I now just hope that I have made the choice
right....
Image Courtesy: Google
Poem By: Ritu Garg
