This blog is a collection of 4 line poems that I wrote.
#harsh #grim #urbanexperiences
I watched the sunset,
casting its rays on a shimmery surface
of water and moss
As she took a gulp from the frothy mass
I watched the dawn,
babies cry and yawn
cradled in arms of a mother
whose rags were torn
I watched the noon,
sun in an angry swoon
as fumes of dust and chemicals rise
he gasps and coughs for a rupee
I watched the night,
as moon dazzled on sea with all its might,
Plentiful, Serene and Bountiful
`cept for the sad eyes of a mogra seller.
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