Poem by Dr K Prabhakar Rao

CHAOTIC. CITY. NO IN WORLD

Hyderabad is chaotic city
Even god on us has no pity
The  nuts rule here with all might
And they feel  that they are always right

 the streets are full of ditches
Where dogs run after bitches
The Day it rains the roads become Rivers
 while the citizens develop cold and shivers

On streets you find  many  mosques and temples
All these give  the. Traffic many pimples
cows and Buffaloes squat all over
and the people are ready to spit all over

metro work is a curse to all of us
although we don't  have single good bus
People are taken on a camel ride
while those in power display a  thick hide

The roads  in the city are narrow
All over city  we find wheel borrow
Dogs bite people in the lane
While  truth is simple and very plain

We can find many Saibaba temple carts on the roads
 they are some mechanised  engine driven type moving as toads
These vehicle need no licence plate
And police does not want to land on fire grate
They look other way as if not seen there
While the carts manage few bucks here and somewhere

The police pounce on scooterists on roads
Pull out the key while the man looks like a toad
He threatens to take him to take to the officer standing  away
 And the scooterists at that time  can only pray




On streets you find  many  mosques and temples
All these give  the. Traffic many pimples
cows and Buffaloes squat all over
and the people are ready to spit all over

metro work is a curse to all of us
although we don't  have single good bus
People are taken on a camel ride
while those in power display a  thick hide

The roads  in the city are narrow
All over city  we find wheel borrow
Dogs bite people in the lane
While  truth is simple and very plain

We can find many Saibaba temple carts on the roads
 they are some mechanised  engine driven type moving as toads
These vehicle need no licence plate
And police does not want to land on fire grate
They look other way as if not seen there
While the carts manage few bucks here and somewhere

The police pounce on scooterists on roads
Pull out the key while the man looks like a toad
He threatens to take him to take to the officer standing  away
 And the scooterists at that time  can only pray