A Job - Poem by Subhadip Bhattacharya
Under the sky,
along the wide road,
if you travel for sometime,
you will get the job,
you are lookingto find.
a nice and friendly boss.
Two times a meal,
and job satisfaction a good deal.
beside the park, behind those lanes,
amidst those crowded buildings...
A small shelter of ehat looks
likes some offices.
In - between those concrete structures,
where a man's wandering may end.
Where some innermost necessity,
some desperation, prolonged
waiting may end.
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