Anonymity Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

When
Once upon a time
In ancient rural India
Where, I'm born
Evil and good souls
Coming down to earth
Or leaving
For heavenly abode
Handing over
Or taking over
The charge of life
Leaving
Whole community
Under the spell
Spell of joys and sorrows
Joining together-
Animates and inanimate
Putting across similar feel
Feel of pain and heal.

Nursing back to health
A voice of nature
That lives for ever
Much needed for
Living the life
Stays on unexplored
On the earth, sea and sky.

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Ludhiana, Punjab, India.