Its Dreams Poem by Hans Raj Sharma
Its Dreams
Heaven or a fairy-land
A perpetual source
Of utopia-pleasure:
Aspiring to be-
A permanent resident thereof
Both good and evil souls.
Each time virtue shrinks
Evil spreads smelling foul
Spoiling, the piety of balance.
Whoever, finally dominates
May realize its dreams!
-Copyright©hrsharma®2019
Ludhiana Punjab India.
Tuesday, January 22, 2019
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Each time virtue shrinks
Evil spreads smelling foul
Spoiling, the piety of balance.
Evil spreads smelling foul
Spoiling, the piety of balance.
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4/19/2024 6:40:53 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Excellent poetry. A strong message given in a very lucid way. Loved it. 'Each time virtue shrinks Evil spreads smelling foul Spoiling, the piety of balance.'..is awesome. Thanks for sharing.