Fair Poem by ramesh rai

I have come in the fair of this world
to visit the fair, to enjoy the fair

In the fair of this world I can see
the exhibition, exhilarating every creation
rose sitting on throne of thorns
smiling with every dusk and dawn;
realize insatiability amongst audience
every day sun rising with enormous light
by every dawn; but losing his all lights
he has to set by every dusk.

I can see moon appearing with different shape
as if her beauty is stolen daily by stars.

In the fair of this world I can see
poor and rich hoarding vis-a-vis
havering for unworthy attachment.

I can see fellas inclining for stupefaction.
In the fair of this world every where
I can see people asking address for each other
I am also lost in the fair of this world
sitting lonely in a corner, keeping aloof
from the crowd thinking for destination.