Original Poem by Hans Raj Sharma

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The world is a stage
Theatre happens to be
By chance due to
Actions and reactions
Choice being very limited.

It's a fine day in hand
That also was a day
And the coming
Too would be a day.
A day and night of glitz
Glamour and drama
Of turmoil and havoc.

Thereafter turning:
The wheel of time
With a hope of-
Ultimate calm and peace
Youths stealing the show
With perceptive aware
And understanding
Spear of wit and wisdom
Making an appearance
Becoming mightier as ever.

After a long lull
Lull of let-up and respite
Ill at ease-
Buoyant upbeat repeats
Repeating sweet tweets
Supportive music sports
Descending a new heaven.

Aiming very high
Touching the sky
A big switch-
Of total brotherhood
Holding the world.

No impressive comparisons
As of negativity
Free from its artificiality
Each individual is original.
-Copyright © hrsharma ®2017
Ludhiana, Punjab, India.

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No impressive comparisons
As of negativity
Free from its artificiality
Each individual is original.
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