Sonia Gandhi Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

She stands as dull as Parveen Babi stand;
Like Parveen Babi, when she turned all away
And forces her might, nation and masses sway;
And read ruling written in her hand.

Her face is high and dry for the holy land,
For noise has touched the danger of day;
Her actions are mysterious; on her thorny way
That torturous track has not softened on the sand.

She stands there like a fearful height,
A pale lifeless figure where all power fix;
She remains alone, a wonder unsolved nix;
She remains there calm and cool, dwarfing other’s might.

Unchangeable even in her sad plight,
Her face and will dashes against the light.