Wednesday, 30 March 2016

Brevity of 4

This blog is a collection of 4 line poems that I wrote.

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.

#harsh #grim #urbanexperiences


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