it may be a little sunny,
or may be bit of shade,
inside a room or outside,
but one thing i can surely bet,
it gonna be HUMID.
too many people
filling places around,
or too many vehicles
on the road you found.
dark clouds like patches
on the face of sky,
squeezed between two plates
suffocated when you lie,
twisting your neck
in agony you cry,
Boy its HUMID!
tears and sweat all mixed
can't tell which is what.
all you wipe in one cloth
how funny is that!
emotions overflowing soak
in the helpless cloth.
ooze out of you forehead
run down your cheek,
restless and panting?
sure its HUMID.
dust and blood all the same,
man and machine no different.
corpses and cut tress look alike
fight whom we against?
are not all wars fated?
ill for the victor,
and ill for the vanquished.
still must you go on
rushing, pushing, sweating, complaining
Damn it's HUMID?
Nice way to represent the current situation in Kolkata and nearby areas.
ReplyDeleteReading these write-ups sometimes I feel you should have been in the field of literature rather than in PWC.
Keep up the good work dude.