POEMS OF DR. RAM SHARMA

AFTER SHOWERS
A short while ago,
There was the zingling of showers,
Water was everywhere,
Now the pouring of rain has stopped,
The sun has come out,
From the dark tunnel of clouds,
Drops are dancing wayward,
Children are full of rendzevous frenzy,
It looks silence,
After dark tensions and lightning

DISASTER
BY DR. RAM SHARMAIn the selfish embrossia,Man has forgotten man,Like Dushanta forgotten Shakuntala,Humanity has been crucified,Love has been burried,Every man is unearthing money,In his coal-mineNow we need love-divineTo lead a life fine






CREEPING SAPLINGS
BY DR. RAM SHARMAIn our orchards,The childhood is creeping,We are burdening,Them,With our ambitionsWe are expecting too much,Our cruelities are insceasing day by day,The childhood is disappearing,Save childhood