amitav mazumdar

Rookie - 79 Points (14/02/1973 / KOLKATA)

My Runaway Friend - Poem by amitav mazumdar

chasing away the swarms of flies-
he makes awhile busy
a crumpled hat a tattered shirt
peeps his narrow chest hairy

talking to noone- he cried
sometimes miserably
some old rags a few plastic bottles
he is treasured solemnly

making face to a stranger
he readies for a combat
a streetside tree or
beneath the flyover
he stretches himself on a mat

pissing in front of the ministers
he exhibits his democracy
with a pair of castaway shoes
he walks lazy.

all the sweeping dust
shines on his face
he is not a bit
shame to ablaze.


Poet's Notes about The Poem

if i could be that one

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 24, 2012



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