A long colourful serpentine queue
Of sincere and faithful devotees
Glides up the hill at snail’s pace
To spend a few precious moments
Paying homage to a miraculous deity
Lodged in the small temple
Atop a once beautiful hillock
Now shorn of its verdant beauty
Thanks to the trampling by
The many overzealous pilgrims
Anxiously trying to reach the top
By avoiding the beaten track
The base of the hill is home to
Enterprising hawkers and money makers
Always on the prowl to make a quick buck
They sell flowers, coconuts and other items
To be offered in the temple
Some even dare to advise the pilgrims
About the Goddess’ preferences
While the devotees display of faith is touching
The business acumen of the hawkers
Rises to another level altogether
For them 'Business is business'
Irrespective of the place or situation
I have read your poem without reading it because it is unreadable. Now, you read my poem 'A battle Cry' equally unreadable, because bussiness is bisiness. :)) PS It is just a click up your poem!
Sandra, your imagery is fantastic and made this poem come alive. As I read I was there viewing what you had written. Top marks and thanks for sharing this with us my friend. Hugs David
An eye opener for me Sandra. I would not have thought of this happening. I learn so much from this site. A well written and informative piece. 10 love Karin
For them 'Business is business' Irrespective of the place or situation .................. We have also these kind of persons here, Sandra.
you really bring out the the scene outside temples vividly. last lines sum it all up businesslike. there is a touch of irony, humour, resignation and cynicism here. nature trampled, frenzy of devout, hawkers making livelihood- a truly realistic pictureSandra. Mamta
you really bring out the the scene outside temples vividly. last lines sum it all uo businesslike. there is a touch of irony, humour, resignation and cynicism here. nature trampled, frenzy of devout, hawkers making livelihood- a truly realistic pictureSandra. Mamta
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thats a business for money only no matter who they take good write 10