Hustled Thanks
Amidst the din and bustle,
He simply went along,
He touched corners,
And as well crashed head long,
But he went and went along,
Sometimes he stopped to look at thing of interest,
At others he ignored everything all along,
The journey went on and on,
I was busy following him behind,
Not knowing for where he had began,
Barely keeping sight of him,
I tried and followed on,
Suddenly a melee of people came,
And he had disappeared for good,
I was aghast,
That hard work of an hour had come undone,
Suddenly he emerged from the crowd and carried on,
I hurried and plunged in now thin people headlong,
I ran really hard,
And almost caught with him,
He was unmindful of all and running along,
I finally caught his shirt sleeve,
And shoved him hard,
He looked back,
And glared hard,
Sorry,you had dropped your ten pounds and were gone,
Here it is please take it along,
He grabbed it hard,
And before I could hear his thanks,
He was gone.
Copyright © Shishir Gupta | Year Posted 2005
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