Dr. Yogesh Sharma
Tangled and spiked hair;
You lay lifeless, alone;
You hit your head and nails;
You cried so hard
On cruel and brute lanes.
You dance you sing;
But stopped crying and laugh;
Heart stopped to swing,
Like a trashed pendulum.
You lay lifeless but a name;
All with anger, recalling;
No love was there,
You vomit blood,
What we had and
Victim of ugly racism,
Preached by hideous kings.
No inkling, no input, no reply.
I howl seeing you, like this.
Gone out of your senses,
And gone with
The winds for ever.
I hand these tears, to you
the pain you left,
Never to return from day one
when you were real and there;
Still fresh and chirping.
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Comments about this poem (Nido Tania by Dr. Yogesh Sharma )
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