The Simple Irony Poem by Ashish Chand

….in search of God…..
Simple Irony… HIS compulsion…
Infinite niti-grities will appear …Whenever you'll attempt …
To be rich in Thoughts …Or in Words …Or in Action …
Unaccounted stillness will steer …Whenever you'll prompt...
To Switch in Sum …Or in Toto…Or in Fraction …
Unparalleled matters will tear …Whenever you'll strike …
The Niche in Traction …Or in Reaction …
All Friendly Times …All Childish Chimes …
All Eternal Bindings …All Trendy Surroundings …
All Accrued Rapport …All Who Should Support …
All Worldly Friends …All Cowardly Trends …
Will Oppose …All That You Suppose …
Will Disapprove …All That You Move …
Will Sting …All that Stimulates Your Being …
Will Fling …All that Accelerates Your String …
Yet you have to be Rich …Yet you have to switch …
Yet you have to Strike the Niche …Yet you have to transcend the Itch …
One friend is always with you …Your Soul your Native Hue …
And Remember … There is Always God who Greatly Loves You …
And He cares for you …And He Installs the Daring in You …
And He Sets You in the Clue …More so …It is always His Due …