Home-Admin Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

Home-Admin



I'm the first fan of honest and true leaders-
First, a statesmen of category number one
From the core, take their birth, live and die
For the great cause and ideals of their lives
Like the great soul of Atal Ji that just left us
For its heavenly abode leaving behind-
A rich legacy for all of us to inherit.

Absolutely pole apart, from today's smut
Mess and connectivity with myriad scams
Terribly telling tales of lies and falsehood
Without any remorse or a sense of guilt-
Obstinately, posing to be all-encompassing.

All that we need to know about today-
Making a truthful comparison with yesterday
Getting wary of dubiousness or flaunt shakes
Striking home and touching no chords
Full of punch-lines, yet no messages!

By invoking the spiritual re-treat
Masses vested with all rights reserved
Hidden virtues sleeping in inside to awake
Realizing the meanings of true freedom-
To opt for a grand skilled safe home-admin.
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2018
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.

Monday, August 20, 2018
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By invoking the spiritual re-treat
Masses vested with all rights reserved
Hidden virtues sleeping in inside to awake
Realizing the meanings of true freedom-
To opt for a grand-skilled safe home-admin.
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