Morning Scenario
Ladies in the city, gather on street
For a pot of water, they yell and fight.
To sell his vegetable baskets, touts
the vegetable vendor, aloud he shouts.
A butterfly breaches the camaflouged pupa,
stretches the wings, starts her first flight.
A little boy gets persistent scoldings from papa
for his low marks, stands he like an armoured knight.
Waiting for customers, cobbler opens his little shop.
Searching for a job, a young man wanders non stop
With perturbed and prudential thoughts, swirls every mind.
Caring about nothing, there on the tree, near branch twined,
sings notes, a koel, from dawn to dusk
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