Dr. Yogesh Sharma - LIFE

It is said to be my life,
Free to color and enjoy,
As I cherish.

Is it true?
It is all fictitious, meaningless,
As all are flawed.

Miles away from truth.
It is only an illusion.
And beyond the grip of time and place.

Good to delight a beguiling child,
With a kite,
But do not know to fly.

Life is like a balloon,
Hallow and empty,
Ready to burst and deceive.

And we are only a puppet
In the hands of cruel fate,
Who enjoys this joke?


From:
DR. Yogesh SHARMA

Dr. Yogesh Sharma

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