When, the devil meets with the divine
Finally, in the battle-field on ‘Dusehra'...
The little known activists from all around
Boasting of talented tales, as some of them
However, getting lost in the whorls of the time
Exposing out their inner bitterness and designs
To outer world, in beats and pieces of anguish-
In fact, nothing left with them, as private to own
Evilness emerges into ‘Maryada Purushotam' Ram!
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2020
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.
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