I saw this Person
feeding a lost Lady
Looks she lost ages ago!
Maybe Decades
Well this guy
No thread hanging off his chest
was feeding her
With his own hand
with so much of food
in his plate
Like a son of her
Who Maybe Dead or Late
I Looked At him and asked
“Can I take a Pic”
He Said Go right away
With a big smile that glared
Which attracted a crowd out there
Which came through a flare
Noble Person
Doing Noble
isn’t it!
Well Crowd was watching it like a show
Some standing there in front
Some having top view
Yes , it was a thing to see
It’s a miracle they believed
As I took a view
With all the smiling faces I saw
there was one face that didn’t shine
Well guess who!
Why isn’t she was smiling
She was fed by a Son
With his own hand
and with loved ones
It was all about her
What does she want anyway
maybe she stopped asking
things from life in many way
rather waiting for him
to take her away
From this holy place we call
Was a curse in her way.
What happened to her
why is it so
I am standing here healthy
while she’s dead and stealthy
with all the depth and misery I saw
her face was a thing that nobody saw
maybe it was not her moment
rather the man was his opponent
Yes, she was fed for a day
Only one meal
Then the story continues
Again
With all the baggage
she’s gonna go away
Wandering for a another guy
Who might give her a way!
- Saurav Roy