Thoughts Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

Each day morning-
Feeling fit and fine
Up, close and personal
Obsessed after cleanliness.

A big plus and big minus
Game is liable to be played
Doesn't matter who wins it-
Amidst, the dreams run alive
Throughout, the day and night.
Who doesn't want to do its role?
At a fast and furious pace with time
Let props be the real heroes of the day.

Why then whole humanity-
Feels robed off all its virtuousness
Getting tried its luck, at least once upon
More or less, it cannot be a romantic story.

One can't go around all at once-
Even, without knowing it or its snags
Or confusing nature of coming events.

Words can be documented, policed or trolled
But, let's thank god so for so not the thoughts.
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Ludhiana, Punjab, India.