A Heartless City
Her designer bindi looked beautiful
on her chubby face
His dark calm eyes rested on her
oh my love my love
Please help please please
Will my husband be all right
His body lay on highway
she trembled seeing blood
The city was watching
Indifference everywhere
As if some soap opera
Her eyes were searching
begging pleading for help
Oh my lovely Calcutta
You are no more the same
(I penned down a few lines dedicating it to Debopriyo Dattaray ,28 who died in an accident on 14th september
And you said it's not a good poem? Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii, you were wrong.
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Thank you Opu :)so much ..you surely encourage me a lot :))I will :)
ReplyDeleteSimpler times when everyone knew everyone else
ReplyDeletewe need to go back to simpler times .i agree ..thanks
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