Fired Poem by Dr Kamran Haider Bukhari
Fired
she dropped glass full of water
a dropp in her left eye
a dropp of blood from her right foot
which got injured
by the broken piece of glass
more blood
more tears
water turning red
leaving stains on the white-marble flooring
soon the flooring was wiped
once again shining like always
eyes got lusterless and dismal
she started packing her baggage
as ordered by the master of that time
then left the huge mansion of dignity
with heavy feet
and a souvenir in her tummy
the little mistress got fired
Aug 12,2009
The dark side of life in the regal manors....well exposed in a sensitive write!
it is sad story. you expose the ugly side of so called people with positions of powers. thanks for wrting this.
Oh Dear! The blood, the broken glass and tears. I know this could be a true story, and this used to happen in years gone by. You have captured it all brilliantly and leaving the mansion of dignity with heavy feet with a souvenir in her tummy. A very unique poem....10 love Karin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/9/2024 10:54:11 PM # 1.0.0.1119
a harrowing poem kamran sir....hit me deep...10