Tidbits and deleted scenes
Juicy gossips and lot more
And more behind the scenes
Having feet wou'd dance-
A little mischief with a grace
So sorry, so angry, since exposes
The conscience and the souls-
Stolen and hijacked by the goons
Conspirators, third rated politicians.
Finally collecting the courage
Daring ask some questions-
What the hell making of life?
What do they know about?
About the meaning of life
Why do we face each other?
No answer, no reply from any sector
Even God's looking really puzzled
But, the meaning of life is a life itself.
Firmly responding to it-
Each one has a life beyond
So what, one has to leave the world
That too, not at its own choice.
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2018
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem