World Crucified Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

World Crucified



No comforts but all tensions,
No love but all crucifixions,
No true near and dear but all contradictions,
No health and wealth but all depressions.

No respect and dignity but all vulgarizations,
No care of heart and hearth but all frustrations,
Better half golden eagle but married for decoration,
Battered and cursed in her world and no reputation.

Closets fragrance with roses but breaths in hibernation,
Floating and sinking aimlessly with all lamentations,
Looking at stars and moon but no consolation,
Hooked and cheated and rested in isolation.

Limbs shattered and life in recession,
For world it is a comic procession,
Heart bleeds like sacrificed goat but no salvation,
No ear to heart’s trepidations.

Oh benevolent God call me back without declaration,
Relieve me from this treacherous ornamentation,
Reincarnate me like Arjuna with mighty glorification,
No body can call me crippled God’s creation.



DR. YOGESH SHARMA

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