The Space Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

A lost cause
Fear, love and war
Spoilt for its choice.

Here and there
The power of hate
Can't exercise horror.

To tie up isn't a stressful affair-
And to unwind not a mode of fun
As the moon shrinks every after noon.

Taking traditions forward-
An era of experience of free living
All the same man's following today.

When everyone is busy
In screening the screen-time
Screening, dependency disorders.

What's that all about?
To eat, drink and be merry-
Indeed, not too much of that.

So, what is to dress or re-dress?
Wear or re-wear expanding-
The horizons of the space.
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Ludhiana, Punjab, India.