A Grim Grievance Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

A Grim Grievance



How can I advise?
Since, I'm not wise
Trying yet, to give
A pretty care-
To the social order-
That dam cares of me.

Losing a lot-
In search of perfection
A fantasy against
Truth and reality.

Ignoring tears of dears
Crying, for who dislike
To share and put up with
All my pains and sorrows.

Though I'm not witty
Rather, committed a number
Of blunders and plunders
Since, warn not to commit.

Wearing the crown of pangs
And liabilities unconcerned
Carrying on the dead loads
On my worn-out shoulders.

Lost though, all rights-
Against the whole world
Holding yet, a grim grievance.
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2017
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.

Wednesday, November 22, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: poetic expression
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Lost though, all rights-
Against the whole world
Holding yet, a grim grievance.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success