Parallel Inverted World Poem by Krishnendu Gupta

Sometimes, somehow I am in this place
I do not have pictures of
A destination, never been heard of
by any names whatsoever

The place is very strange
our rational nature may say
The up is down, down is up
story of this place everyday

Things which have always moved
don't move at all here
Things that haven't moved ever
move without any fear

Sun does not speak here
because moon leads the way
As Sun does not rise from east
disappear in the west, at the end of day

Apples don't fall here
they just climb up
rainbows don't have any colours
making mockery of the physics club

Birds don't fly here
they prefer to run a mile
Elephants are as light as feather
Ants get in trouble while crossing the isle

Its just a dream, I think
but dreams are for real
This place isn't real or is it?
the question i need to deal

The people here are weird,
strange and unique to be precise
they don't cry they just laugh
maybe its an normal exercise

Hatred, pity are the words
which they haven't heard
emotions aren't complicated for them
as they don't think about it hard

Rich are poor here
and needy don't need more
egoist are murderers here
selfish are kicked out of doors

Brothers are sister here
mothers are father
babies earn money here
parents play with their toys

Women are in charge of this place
and men are discriminated
Men's are always patronised
women's are highly rated

Where is this place?
Has anyone ever been there?
which train I must take?
Which ship will take me near?

Sometimes I feel I am in it
when I am in my room or maybe
I need to open the door
Which will take me in my room..?