Headphones Poem by Aparna Chatterjee

Headphones



Being lost
In the heat
Of the hip-hop
Beat, don't
Slip your feet
On the slippery
Sleet

Instead,
Take a seat,
When you
Listen to those
Rappers, and
Take off those
Phones when
Your friends
And family
You head to
Meet

For them,
Seeing you
Safe and happy,
Would be such a
Good treat :)

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