Out of Focus
The golden micro packs of light in air
A sunken belly of a poor woman
A few people rising still more upstairs
A guy is lashing a dog, inhuman
A little boy has just been run over
The poor mother sobs her heart out in shock
An amazing tulip looking at her
Unable to feel why has stopped her clock
Rush of traffic hurrying in their strife
A dead street dog at the pavement corner
Death a nano drop in the sea of life
Always vibrant in its laughing water
But seriously we hardly think thus
Though your face often fades out of focus
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01/02/2017
Copyright © Probir Gupta | Year Posted 2017
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