Shame! Poem by ANJANDEV ROY

The innocent flower falls,
The ruthless devil begins to dance on its soft bosom,
He tramples the sweet flower joyously again and again,
The wretched flower cries in severe pain and anguish,
Blood oozes from its wounds,
The brazen villain relishes the nasty situation,
In time he becomes fully satisfied
And leaves the place with glee.
The passers-by see the tormented flower groaning,
But they have no sympathy for it whatsoever,
Indifferently they go far away from it,
"Shame! shame! "the lean and old beggar laments,
The wounded flower becomes weaker and weaker,
Gradually it becomes silent, completely silent,
The crude world does not care for such trivial incident,
It moves on its own way.