It's man who forgets its own
Beloved relationship of blood
Setting new parameters of life
Life, love, and sacrifice thereof!
Abounding in glacial lakes fake
Roads, terrains and weather changes
Open brilliance of feelings and emotions
Incomplete tragic scenes in lack of colours!
Short and sharp-
The plots running like thrillers
Entertainment and cultural celebrations
No truth behind the growth of falsehood
Bonds of love and all other phony relations.
Without a colourful-canvas
Full of simple joys and sorrows
Beholding beauty knowing nature
The food of human mind and soul!
Time's running and clock ticking
I'm feeling, realizing and hearing
A dead leaf falling to the ground
Heading towards its destination
Without scornful regrets!
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2019
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem