Hans Raj Sharma


Myself - Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

Roadside
I live
Half clad
With little
To eat
Energized
By challenges
Around
I receive and
Impediments
That I face

I do
Whatever
It takes
To get
It done

I hit
Barriers
Too hard
Those come
Across
To gear up
My speed
Faster
Than before

Don't take
Me for a wiz
That brings
Order to chaos
Certainly not
I'm a life
With no means
To survive

But -
I never
Miss
The target
Assigned
Rather
I pride
Myself
As a grace
Of HIM.

-Copy right hrsharma
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Plight of the labourer.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 21, 2014



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