sathya narayana

Rookie - 175 Points (12-06-1958 / Nellore, Andhra Pradesh)

Red & White - Poem by sathya narayana

Standing under the hot Sun,
he shouted slogans.
Displayed his sunken belly
and spilled tears.
Wiped and whipped his sweat
and swore on his blood.

That' s all sometime ago
When he was in reds!

Now he turned to all-whites
His khaddar full hands shirt
struggles to hide his pot-belly...
He doesn't remember
when he last did sweat
His air-conditioners are working well.

Now he doesn't shout
doesn't swear...
But sometimes sobbing in deep sleep...
mumbles his old slogans.

Comments about Red & White by sathya narayana

  • Veteran Poet - 1,133 Points Queeny Gona (8/31/2013 8:04:00 AM)

    Seriousness at one hand and humour on the other hand, this poem is rich with life's unnoticed issues.

    Well penned uncle (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, March 8, 2013

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