Match-Makers Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

Match-Makers



The team of shape-shifters
Low, medium and high quality
Political-thrillers keep masses
At the edge-
Keeping their own selves
To be in a good balanced shape.

A large number of them-
Booked for obscenity and crimes
A royal extravaganza for them
Feeling light and easy to tag people
All of them worth their weight
Forgetting, about the human beings
Do also have the right to live.

For complete invasion over masses
Laughter, wisecrack, pun and fun
Being the best medicine for them
Can't hear meow meow of the people
Majority of them may yet, frown it up.

Spreading up, drugs slow and steady
Its evil tentacles into the blood-
Circulating into arteries and veins.

It's not the basic human value
Thrillers, value for causing gloom
And enjoy doing and watching-
Hunting after suitable opportunities.

Sizzling, in the hearts tribal-tussles
Painted on the canvas of their minds
Could be worst in the testing times
Fresh and new looking in black and white
Heading on ramp-age, with blue prints
Playing a role posing match-makers.
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2018
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Sizzling, in the hearts tribal-tussles
Painted on the canvas of their minds
Could be worst in the testing times
Fresh and new looking in black and white
Heading on ramp-age, with blue prints
Playing a role posing match-makers.
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