Dying down-
Purity of words and thoughts
In the holistic Vedic-soil of India
Foreign seeds getting into its roots.
Unheard story of virtue
Turning into a thriving art-
Around the time of this century
Opening its arms into sinning sins
Getting into the international fame
Modi's poignant hard work breaths in
Continues to tug at the hearts of masses.
Losing not patient and sense of humour
In artificial political uproar and chaos
Where, so called wit and wisdom
Perfecting the art of pretending
To be dead or sound sleeping
Over the rape of innocence
Communicating to masses
About what the story is.
Similar tiny body-
Of human flesh and blood
Remaining one of the most
Enduring and powerful faces
Reminding its people all about
The greatest ever sacrifices made
For the freedom of the present day!
It's not a classic comic fun-
But, lighting up freedom-martyrs
Just paying a tribute to so precious
Precious lives lost in the freedom struggle!
Asking the politicians
For their free carry bags
To pick up the plastic please
And enjoy cooling their senses
I, as a poet of joys and sorrows
Continue to tug at the heart of readers
With reality and purity of words and thoughts.
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2019
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.
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