Treasure Island

Indira Renganathan


Beedi-Rollers


Fate of the trend
Fate of the society
Fall of the populace

Chaste their lives no more
For they are so much chaste
Stooping to their consorts'wish
Allowing concubines of carcinogens
Malevolent males long so much for

Innocent wives ignorent
Hands when shaken unaware..
Cunning deed of carcinogens
Jinxing their skin to breath-mute
Devils nicotine, cotinine blood-fed

They roll the beedis to strike
Off the rolls their lives
Back to sathi have they gone
But to gain some bucks
Will you please be back sir,
Mr.Rajaram Mohan Roy..

Submitted: Sunday, March 22, 2009
Edited: Sunday, March 22, 2009

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  • Sandra Martyres (10/25/2009 4:02:00 AM)

    You have shown smokers what to expect at the end of the road in this poem Indira...I hope it will help to clear the smoke and curb the menace to society... (Report) Reply

  • Pandian Angelina (5/30/2009 10:19:00 AM)

    Dear Indira Mam',
    I am planning to bring out a small collection of related poems on Tobacco Day, Could I pls use your poem 'Agony', 'Beedi Rollers' & 'The Smoing Solomon' it will be free a distribution campaign among teens and college students, during the first week of June 2009.
    Please also give any referance to other related poems on addiction, drugs etc. I await your consent.
    Please read, 'Anxiety', by Richard Jarboe and 'The Drug Devil' posted in my page written by my friend Sangeetha.
    Thanking you.
    Affly,
    Angel
    PS: Sorry Mam', As I had no other way to reach you I am using this comment box, please excuse me. (Report) Reply

  • Dr Hitesh Sheth (4/1/2009 11:18:00 AM)

    This all kind of addictions are death wishes or slow suicides.................The method to escape from self.............but joy must be found after facing the self........there is no retreat..........Good Write.........10+++............. (Report) Reply

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