A Thousand Rupee Note! ! Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi

A precious note from her loved one,
who came from the distant land, where,
milk and honey flow as the river,
A thousand rupee note slipped between fingers,

Gandhi had the smile and the note smelt,
fresh and her widened mouth had no words,
The cleavage showing foreigner is still her dear,
The one note she gave, was a burden to the poor,

She didn't know where to keep her gifted note,
She didn't know how to change her thousand,
rupees wealth, as her village traders had less,
peasants were too to proud to have her as a friend.

Sometimes they gathered near the front yard,
touched the note with greatest delicate,
envied upon the host for a while,
then blamed themselves for their own fate,

Her village is far away from the town,
the howling of wolves is always heard,
demonetization has made her jilted,
the rupee note is a huge load to the shoulder,

All her friends laugh at her back,
seeing her trembling with a note of guilt,
she talks to the broker for the help,
gets back eight hundred in a minute.

sixteen years of her precious life,
wasted with the thought of a note;
how to keep it safe in her sunny hut,
She may spend or keep the change to worry..