No one noticed me
Me, alone in crowded party
Watching sycophancy of guests
For recently ceremoned minister.
He is surrounded by a huge mass
Managing himself to respond to
Greetings and best wishes.
No doubt, honorable guest is
One among my own intimate friends.
I emptied a couple of drinks
Wishing to greet him in alone.
Most of guests, present there
Are my companions and classmates.
I have waved hand from coner of table.
None of them bothered to visit my table.
The behaviour of friends really shocked me
Flashback of nostalgic moments
Appeared in my memory - screen.
They used to visit me a couple times
Within a week for class notes and guidance.
The purfume of hypocritical behaviour
Intoxicated the atmosphere of party.
Man by nature craves for power
And revolves around power holder.
Composed by Tulsi Shrestha
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Poignant exposition on a party and how people flock to the most powerful while being insensitive and indifferent towards one's own presence. How much it can hurt when 'friends' socially snub us in the most atrocious ways- are they really friends at all? Or were you once 'that most powerful? '
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Human being tend to cling to the happening man of the moment. Love this.