In The Crowd
Once on a day of Aadi- discount sale
My daughters took me out for a purchase
Whereat I was moved and moved and lost
Amid the lunacy of the mob thronging over..
Like a lost child lost
Tearfully eyeing for my daughters..
Bonanza booed threatening to find my refuge
Outside the shop whence finally
Picked me up my peevish daughters
Pointing at me that I was mindless
Like my forsaken maid
They proposed thence ever to exclude petite little me
lost in the shopping crowd...without shopping! gives interesting read...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
liked, like a lost child lost............. well your daughters might have had a discount at your cost..........ha ha ha. nice little poem, Enjoyed it...pls read my latest poem - HUNGER'S HOLD....You may like it