Hostile Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

Sky is falling down so swift-
Getting lost into the unknown
Hopeless, to return wherefrom
Along with alike huge add up to.

Dark-black-silvery clouds in grouse
Thundering into downpour of the sea
Piercing-sparks of lightening in full form
Everything next in the way gets into ashes.

Maybe cracking down on its prey
Mixed-team of both gods and devils
Sun, moon and the multitude of stars
Many more others alike are getting hostile.
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Ludhiana, Punjab, India.