Rushing to Metro station
Nonchalant, empathetic
She surveys reality
With her bulging-breasts.
Black, blobs bounced
Unkempt her hair
Suggest the weird
Deed of her daily routine
Rajiv Chok evokes
Her miserable visage
That changes hues in the sun,
Reflect to regret in her eyes.
Haste ye, haste, the day declines
Onward, onward while the sun downs
Let us feel and all shall see
Misery of her lasting grief.
December 13,2015
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