In The Hell And Heaven Poem by Harindhar Reddy

Life is like a river flood, in ways 2 purifies anyone, mud
Settles down to the bottom as scum Rises to the top, could
Be seen or unseen are ABC passions And XYZ emotions in
All activities normally with men and women without sin!

Pathos! Seventy times seven, thought is hell & heaven, winging in
The sky of webbing speculations with Dickensian imaginations -
Floating high and falling low on a dandle board dillydallied Rats
Few namely commercial classes & weather-beaten Masses!


Abnormally fierce plague took the form of Politicos, fat cats
And govt jobbers living luxuriously with tick talks of luc bat
Rhymes befool and rob the common folk While their thin
Mates die in deplorable poverty – love or hate, joy or
Sorrow, fear or faith, you and I form part of this
Baleful tale of truth with our hearts away, we
Are out of tune, we inhumanly
Humans, bathos!