Treasure Island

Amitava Sur

(20.01.1950 / Kolkata)

The Pauper and The Prince


Pauper:
Whenever I look at you, I feel very jealous of you
I can see you through the glass panes
Sitting on the pavement on the other side.
I go on looking at you resting lazily against the wall.
I am with my torn pant and with a pile of old torn rugs.
But I don't pity for that, amazingly I go on looking at you.
In the evening when the gas lights are on
And your room glitters with hundred lights,
I feel like to be in a fairy land
To see your affluence and riches.
I see you with your gorgeous dresses
Being surrounded by lovely nurses -
Some of them are serving you foods
with a bowl of apple and grapes
And some one with a towel in hand, standing in one side.
You are playing the piano there, with a melodious tune.
I’m lost in a fairy land, forgetting myself where I am
I had a bite on my hard stale loaf, resting against the wall.
Covering myself under the torn rugs, I still feel very nice.
I dream of your fairy life and I feel so good
Whenever I look at you, I truly envy on you.

Prince:
Whenever I look at you, I feel very jealous of you
I can see through the glass panes -
You’re sitting on the other side.
How lazily and carelessly you rest
As if you are the king with all mights.
You care a dam for anything,
Resting merrily against the wall.
None on this earth to disturb you
And under nobody’s close care.
There is no stricture on you
For your bathing, eating, sleeping or else.
You lead a life with complete freedom, nobody disturbs you,
Only in the dead of night
When I see the dews are falling on you,
That hurts me like anything but you care a dam for it.
Being bundled under those old torn rugs –
I see you sleeping deep.
I dream of your freedom in life and feel so good
Whenever I look at you, I truly envy on you.
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Amitava(19 .11.2013)

Submitted: Tuesday, November 19, 2013
Edited: Sunday, November 24, 2013

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  • Roseann Shawiak (5/10/2014 5:43:00 AM)

    We always think another has a better life than we do, envy plays it's part well in this
    capacity. Our perceptions don't always match up with those of reality's however and
    we fail to water the grass on our side while wishing we had what someone else has in
    life. Excellent poem Amitava. RoseAnn (Report) Reply

  • Damian Cranney (11/28/2013 3:47:00 AM)

    Hi Amitava, this was a really enjoyable read, the the two characters envying the others situation is a terrifically strong message, that the grass is not always greener. thanks Damian (Report) Reply

  • Hazel Durham (11/24/2013 10:33:00 AM)

    Within our own perception we create longing as we feel the joy of somebody elses life instead of reaching down deep into our souls and find our own rich treasure of love, peace, joy and hope!
    Beautiful write! (Report) Reply

  • Derek Smith (11/22/2013 11:53:00 AM)

    we should be happy the way we are no matter what..... the more you hate yourself the more someone admire to me you.... Bravo Sir.. wish to add you as a friend and learn more from you... hope to hear from you sooner. read my poems too... (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (11/21/2013 11:53:00 PM)

    The grass is always greener on the other side! We have a feeling that those who roll in wealth and abundance are quite happy! But their inner struggles are not discernible to others! Those who lead a seemingly miserable life of want may be mentally more happy than a prince or tycoon! Enjoyed this poem on the pauper and prince! (Report) Reply

  • Patricia Grantham (11/21/2013 6:56:00 AM)

    An excellent write detailing the difference between the haves and the have not.
    Yes we do admire the people that lives in magnificent homes and castles. It is
    nice that they can have these things. It is even nicer that we are comfort in our
    own skins. For we not not whether they are wearing theirs with ease or contentment.
    Better to dwell in a tent where there is love than a castle where no love is found there.
    Very inspiring write. (Report) Reply

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