Hans Raj Sharma

Unmoved - Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

Unmoved, yet
By the pathos
Of his father
Prince Brio
The only son
Him out of
The Estate
To dwell
On sands
Under the safe
Protection of sky
Thus ordered
His exile
The old King
Abruptly bursts
Into tears
In a fit fear.

The clouds of
Were uncommon
And uncommon
Were thus
The hunger
And thirst,
The life
And death
The moon
And stars,
The sky
And earth
The darkness
And light,
The day
And night
And the sun,
Air and water
All there
But, uncommon.

Thou, this world
Foolish thou art!
Whom, ye adore
Thou fear of him
Whom, ye fear
Thou adore him
O’ fool!
Thou’st fear
The mirror
Thy own image
Seems to be
Thy killer
And thou art
The butcher of
Thy own flesh.

Demon ventilates
His grief and needs
Compassion deep
In distress
In a state
Of utter misfortunes
Irretrievably ruined
In search of friends
Realized the need
There being
No one to respond
But, animals
Plants and trees
Wild and inanimate
All equally shared
His grief.

-Copy right hrsharma
Ludhiana, Punjab, India

Topic(s) of this poem: sadness

Poet's Notes about The Poem

adversity is the real test of relationship.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 1, 2015

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