A gang-war, going on to maintain peace
Between who're ashamed of to be laughed
And who're not afraid of being laughed at by!
What an art of spicing up dishes-
Of rife artistic trends and strands
Using not garlic, onion and tomatoes
Into their common schemes and themes!
For delicious dishes are less stock based
Fighting and finding the game-number
Of both comedies and tragedies so far
Sauce and catch up being the same for all!
What is left to orate, when-
Dogs and donkeys are the horses of race
And political monkeys managing the stage
Uneasy and uncertain gets the end of phase!
One can't re-live the old days
Pairing up choice with tastes-
Today, celebrating bitterness
No matter, no surprise hereto-
If, stories aren't sweet and gentle!
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2019
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem