Id Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

Just put
One word
And make
An echo
Just write
One sentence
A piece of poem
A short-story
Place
One snap of
Your lovely face
On the page
Mechanically
Whole universe
Gets apprised
Of the truth
Without
Knowing much
Of your details
All become
Familiar with
Your nature
Living beings
Around you
Respond
In love
Or hate.

Just talent
Intrinsic traits
A magic art
With all
Inborn
Gifted grace
Calls for
No evidence
In proof of
Your identity.

Just when
You put
Eyes in eyes
Shed fragrance
Smell like
Fair or foul
Slip a word
That vibrates
Into the ears
To the taste.

-Copy right hrsharma
Ludhiana, Punjab, India