Even Slums Have Parks
I walked as a grey kid
lost in his own hometown streets.
When my slow mind
began to see more clearly
it saw brick dusted air
and a sunlight blotched with yesterday's scabs.
There were small parks in that part of the city,
where the shabby slept and fornicated,
a wilted grass
was dotted with used condoms
and patchworked with dog urine.
We thought it fine
to
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Categories:
slums, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Delhi’s Slums
In Delhi's heart, a tale untold,
Of towering shadows, harsh and cold.
Gleaming steel and vibrant lights,
Hide a stark contrast, unseen at night.
Pan across narrow, winding lanes,
Zoom in on makeshift shacks, defying rains.
Corrugated tin, a patchwork quilt,
Where dreams and desperation, subtly melt.
Close-up on faces, etched with care,
Weathered hands, a burden to bear.
Eyes that hold a flicker of
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Categories:
slums, city, voice,
Form: Narrative
The Ballad of the Slums
The world hurtles on unmindful
Leaving behind those who cannot keep pace
So many are under constant grind
To earn a square meal a day
On deserted streets many roam
Their stomachs empty, their bowels growling
They have nothing to rejoice, only to grieve
For them, joy is an unknown flavor
They too are rightful heirs to Nature’s bounty
Yet fate decrees for
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Categories:
slums, angst, dark, fate, irony,
Form: Free verse
Walking Slums
I have lost my emotional attachment to the bull people pulling love from the air, cheering I love you not caring; willing to share whatever emotions they have with anyone who doesn’t know any better, how to feel or believe in what’s real.
True spoken words engaged, must enrage the very thoughts of society; misconceptions
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Categories:
slums, change, conflict, how i
Form: Lyric
Slums of the World
Slums of the World
In Bombay I got lost in a slum so vast, a maze of poverty its inhabitants
survive in a mysterious way living as they do off the waste produced by
the prosperous. This anthill, this myriad of struggling humanity, if they
are not too busy surviving every moment of the day, look up
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Categories:
slums, anger, angst, betrayal, class,
Form: Blank verse
Born In the Slums
~Born In The Slums.~
She was born in the slums
sixty three years ago
by a mother out of wedlock
delivered her all alone
In an empty dirty corridor
due to a mistake she
committed one night out of
lust, or maybe out of love,
we will never know.
New born first cry to freedom
Mothers last cry from freedom
New
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Categories:
slums, sad, student, teenage,
Form: Prose Poetry
The Slums Children
By the Gulshan lake
The slum's children play cricket
On a tiny land!
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Categories:
slums, childhood, life, people, places,
Form: Haiku
Lenity In the Slums
She lit candles
in her empty kitchen.
Burnt air disappears
through the back door.
Pale and wild,
brittle street witch,
shy, wide eyes.
Her mind like a weathered epitaph,
left alone in it's quiet mystery;
but her spirit roams
gentle and porous.
City sorrows like ashes
cling to her rags,
sting her eyes.
Their faces burn inside her
like dim candles
giving warmth
to her own melancholy.
The cafe windows are
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Categories:
slums, imagination, urban, visionary,
Form: Imagism