Neela Nath Das

India - Poem by Neela Nath Das

There was late night party
Yesterday in the Mount View Club.
Dance, drinks, DJ and drums
Helped them seek bliss.
To intensify they mixed drug
With drinks and enjoyed life's
Full cup with fun and frolic.
Outside, another world woke up,
A world of real hunger and thirst.
There a old mad woman was waiting near
the dustbin for the leftover,
To keep alive her mad life.
When their party would finish,
She would start her lone party!

Topic(s) of this poem: poverty

Comments about India by Neela Nath Das

  • Gold Star - 35,008 Points Kumarmani Mahakul (9/23/2015 6:16:00 PM)

    So nicely envisioned and beautifully depicted. An impressive and intensive poem I like most. Thanks for sharing. ....10 (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 39,822 Points Aftab Alam Khursheed (8/16/2014 2:52:00 AM)

    madness of modernity, enjoyment on the stake of chastity, ruined attitude ans at last a lone meadow of poverty,
    a lovely poem with great correcting thought, a lesson to learn and look into the inner world that we keep...thanks a lot and thanks for such poem which is in need for the human civilisation..God bless you with peace (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 204 Points Rain ... (8/14/2014 9:11:00 AM)

    A well narrated poem....
    with a few lines you have clearly drew the picture of luxury loving new generation, and the forgotten people who have nothing with them, no money, no pride, no self respect, but only hunger...and whom we want to hide behind the screen..

    I love the last line very's so touching....

    -Rain... (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 12,603 Points Mr. Nobody (8/13/2014 7:37:00 PM)

    For some reason, this one made me laugh~
    I like my mad life!

    very nice (Report) Reply

  • Veteran Poet - 1,298 Points Robinson (8/9/2014 10:03:00 PM)

    Not clear as to what happened, the drugs. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 44,158 Points Akhtar Jawad (8/9/2014 10:35:00 AM)

    a very impressive poem, it becomes very difficult for us to accept these new traditions ruining our great culture and morals. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 7, 2014

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 14, 2014

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