Sameer Agnihotri

Rookie - 239 Points (10-01-1996 / Lucknow)

A Balloon Peddler - Poem by Sameer Agnihotri

He walks through a road, a lonely or busy. He carries a stick, swings balloons, different colors, each, foran owner different.
He sings a songs, children attract as bee to honey;
Melody heard form distance; small hands search piggy bank, coins few;
Got them at last, dashes every little soul, for gift they grip.
Those cradled cry to mother; mother knew hungry is he, not for food but for balloon red.
Eccentric glow, glows his face, sees his tiny buyers, each small, hopes gleam;
Happiest moment form every child, puny hands, each holdings lantern of joy.
As he passes by, enraptures every baby, happy he makes every sweetie.
A transitory balloon gives a joy of interim happiness.
Shrink, burst; don’t you cry, for sure, your balloon man will come tomorrow and the saga will continues.

Topic(s) of this poem: child

Form: Prose Poem

Comments about A Balloon Peddler by Sameer Agnihotri

  • (4/4/2015 3:27:00 AM)

    Good description of a balloon peddler (Report) Reply

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  • (4/3/2015 10:32:00 AM)

    By point by point the poet has made a clear image of Balloon paddler those are in village festivals in Kerala wandering with the Balloons.A good poem and likes. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 3, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, April 3, 2015

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