Mamta Agarwal Poems

Bones ache, sleep evades…
Oh, grandfather clock strikes twelve;
Someone snores next door.
Its same time, but different strokes
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Reach is up to sky:
Just plucks colours from rainbow;
Peddles on wayside.
Stll a child, tries not to yawn.
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This rodent
Is obedient.
It helps me connect
In an instant
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People may not be laughing
All the way to the banks,
But going by SMS AND JOKES,
Still some have humour intact.
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Markets crashed
Hopes dashed
Brokers lashed
Doctors cashed
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I plucked some flowers
Of Frangipani and bougainvillea
From the garden,
And a few variegated leaves
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A little bent and unsteady on her feet,
A silver haired lady slipped into her seat.
Her companion helped and looked at her face
They exchanged an animated, mischievous glance…
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