Toy Balloons Poem by Konalli Rajeev Naik

Over there the school dropout
Balloon seller raises her frail neck
To sing the balloon bhajans
Of multi-hued brilliant balloons
Amid the bellowing hand bells
At the poignant chariot festival.

Her parents have made
Swinging balloon bockeys
To bedeck the marriage pandals
And the jubilant podiums.
Their heartwarming valentine
Balloons beckon submissive
Most Romantic lasses and lads.

The naughty girl launches
Swollen bellied balloons as spacecrafts.
They move at high speed
With their comrades-the wind and the sunshine.
But those balloons unexpectedly dash upon
Father's market housed head.

When the night comes in
The cursed and deflated balloons
Shrink disorderly with the dried lips.
Father comes home heavily drunk
Daughter prowls around the tents
Mother fires the cooking hearth
And the roof climbing smoke suffocates.
She mumbles that he never saves money.