Top Slot Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

Ultimate acute-time arrives
And man's caught between
Pouting and posing its lips-
Looking for a new mystery!

Imagine posture appearance-
All in the name of a well-wisher
Now, escaping its master's eye-
Entering into restless actor's body
Endearing a musical evening till late
Acting still as fresh as ever on earth!

Watching a happy pup into a dog-
Many little things going a long way
Sweet-tooth turning into a bitter act
That is why dancing throughout dark-
Planning ahead a soulful plot and plan!

‘Ghor Kalyug' Indian mythology-
Running around the modern day
Retold memories of the mentor-
What war or combat to a woman
In silence she's speaking to herself
Paying a tribute to womanhood-
Divine-hood of love and sacrifice!

All those songs so beautifully sung-
But, what about the colourful world
Of all cow, deer, dove and lamb-
What about their lives and them!

Who worries and bothers-
When, the universe weeps and bleeds
Feeling ashamed of small acts and deeds
High flying thoughts literally getting dim-
At peak blind hits, falling flat the top slot!
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Ludhiana, Punjab, India.