Thanks To This City! Poem by Arvind Srivastava

Every time
Breaking all the protocols
I want to come to you
Stars
I want to hand over to you
All the rotis cooked by my mother on the stove
Hungry children all over the world
Are looking towards you
I make my intellect sharp everyday
To reach you
I regret my foolishness
My father was also a part of this chain
In search of bread
My grandfather came here
He established a temple
While travelling from village to town
Today the crowded malls
Have forgotten me in our city
My pet dog
Drove stool in the neighbouring compound
I was informed about it on the internet
I was embarrassed
This city also taught me the secret of solving problems
An economist and a psychologist
Earned respect here with their knowledge
I thank this city
Which gave something or the other to everyone
Some got luxurious things Bungalows and bulletproof cars

Some have tears

Some have pens!