ragesh damodaran Poems
- Far From The Madding Crowd The taxi screams at the bus, As ...
- It Had My Name I trudge home slowly from work, Wearing a ...
- Lonely Existence The recluse ----- My days are spent in ...
- A Man Fell On The Track I am waiting at the station, ...
- Unaware I was born into the fields, And grew along the ...
- Ideal Life In times of joy, I laugh aloud, and play the ...
- The Dead I feel today a divine bliss, I don't know what to ...
Living in the current age I have seen this world change around me from the slow and sultry to the fast and obscene, my poems reflect this change.If you find my poems interesting please comment on them. more »
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Far From The Madding Crowd
The taxi screams at the bus,
As they compete in the rush,
From far and wide people converge,
Adding to this human surge,
Bikes and cars and buses and trains,
Congested streets and crowded lanes,
The city here, it never sleeps,
And we advance in bounds and leaps.
As we do whatever we can,
And stay ahead of the fellow man,
As pride and prestige mix together,
We see no friend, we see no brother.
Our sights are set on a dull vision,
And consider this our only mission,
And these road before us lead us ahead,
And we rather take it...