A Point Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

A Point



At a point
With no logic or reason!
Nature
Weather and climate
Politics
Geography and history
Seasons
With no logic or reason
Lovely and interesting
All talking points.

At a point
With no logic or reason!
Now, a new notion
Of terrorism
In its polished form
Ringing
Its horror bells
On the face
Of humanity
In black and white.

At a point
With no logic or reason!
Like India
Becoming
France fast victim
Fit as fiddle
Cut by cut
Though
No part of the world
Left untouched.

At a point
With no logic or reason!
Who is to be blamed?
For the natural calamities
God's act or human folly
Rain of reign
Or its sovereignty
Each one's singing
A sweet song
Performing
A youthful dance
In tune with its music.

At a point
With no logic or reason!
Whole the world
Today, getting wet
Under the showers
Showers of Monsoons
A wonderful melody
Of its kind
All enjoying in the rain!

-Copyright © hrsharma
Ludhiana, Punjab, India

Sunday, July 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: teasing
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At a point
With no logic or reason!
Whole the world
Today, getting wet
Under the showers
Showers of Monsoons
A wonderful melody
Of its kind
All enjoying in the rain!
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