Veiled Life—life Or Curse Poem by Dr. Yogesh Sharma

Beautiful, charming, innocent faces;
Step into a world, with all the dreams and laces:
Jumping and frolicking with all the graces,
Unaware of her doomsday and no joyous traces.

Attired in the decent robes,
Dre-amt of a life around the globe;
Pushed and kicked to a world without lobe,
Waiting and cursing the unending probe.

Auctioned and bartered like a sacrificing goat,
Pride injured, dreams shattered, praying death, nothing to gloat;
Sullen heart but artificial smile, boarded into a sinking boat:
Cursing the bidder and cursing the unframed God and life to rot.

Again kicked and decorated for a new bidder and new destination,
No cheer, no stamina but all filth and ugly deliberation;
Heartless, cruel world never cared for your culmination:
Clothed in gorgeous robes for another humiliation.

Forbidden by a book Holy to come out from the cruel veil,
Masked to hide the pain, whip mark and sad trail,
Life starts sinking deep in dark delusion with wrinkled frame;
Shattered, battered, tattered and nothing left to hail.

Chased always by clouds dark and no delight,
Heart filled with sorrow, pain and no fancy flight;
At constant war with barbarous race, preaching cruel height:
Danced to the cruel blows of a sect and lived in dark night.