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Urban Woes
Noise of machine polishing marble
Shattering of blissful silence
Axe cutting the trunk of an elderly tree
Cawing of urban crows appear metallic
Chirping metro sparrows like squeaking gizmos
Plastic,colourful flower bouquets,green leaves
Sans the fragrance ;the softness;yet decorating
Clanging of cooking utensils meal being cooked
It all seemed so artificial wherever he looked
The small toddler clad in colourful clothes
Gazing into his innocent eyes- forgot his woes
His cellphone began jingling in his pocket
"Hello ! this your friend ... calling"
Thumbed the cellphone and into the well began falling
©bishu
was thought provoking certainly.........
Sincerely, Melissa Lundeen.
Thank you very much Madam for sparing valuable time
Thank you very much Madam for sparing valuable time.
©bishu
Well Falling
I loved this poem. I take falling into phones and the innocent eyes of toddlers very serious, often practicing both. Good form, balanced, story in tact, ending perfection (words on the side distracting and there is a space after a ";" but otherwise a most mellow write, elevated and instructive Bishu - yr poet pal ~Lady A~
Your comments exhilerate me Respected Mm Allets
Your comments exhilerate me Respected Mm Allets.(Nijo gunay khoma kore deben Tr= With your own magnanimity please do excuse my mistakes) Thanx for your valuable time ~P~
©bishu