Secular Love Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

Now Tom is ready to desert is loyal order,
To keep his vote bank in his folder,
Ready to be a Jay Chand and Meer Jafer;
And enjoy cozy blocks near an Islamic border.

To be loyal to his faith is not in his blood,
But he was taught to taste the Arabian food,
Scheming hard to fulfill his pervert brood,
Made of such brute stuff, designed this Robin Hood.


And power has turned him a sinned monster,
A man rotted as a leader un-fair;
So power and greed linked, as a deadly pair,
At every nook and corner he blazes his mind bare.

At even feasts and dying assemblies,
He seduces the fools with his seductive vibes,
As against the joys of land and lives,
Ignoring the gravest past for his happy hives.

That skull capped loathed, bearded, secular-General,
Courtiers, flatters who tutored him for carol;
Forced him to play the loud, sound, secular;
Dreaming the uprising and crowd tag the immoral.

But the wise laughed at the message dark,
Follow me as I jump and leap—the secular bark;
Was ever a General fallen so low like deep shark,
"My secular love, my faith, " My ducks sing like a lark.