Neela Nath Das

They Are - Poem by Neela Nath Das

The windows, doors
are broken.
The roofless house
is not home anymore!
Not a morsel of food
to eat or a glass
of water to drink!
Hatred like arsenic
has engulfed the
entire household.
They are away from
the rings of happiness.
He has turned off
the radio.........
So music is off!
The divided roads
will take her to
the world that's
out and out her own!

Topic(s) of this poem: homelessness

Comments about They Are by Neela Nath Das

  • Kanav Justa (3/18/2014 10:43:00 PM)

    perhaps one day the things will change again, , , nice write, , , (Report) Reply

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  • (3/12/2014 10:04:00 AM)

    I feel as if this is the end of a lovely novel. but, sometimes, it is very sad, that, it is not the end of life yet. impressive... (Report) Reply

  • Alice Perfect (3/10/2014 10:16:00 PM)

    Indeed, out there, all out, there!

    very nice!
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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 10, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 11, 2014

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