Taifas Literary Magazine No. 12, June, 2021

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Taifas Literary Magazine, No. 12, June, 2021
Moitreyee Raju
Calcutta
ISSN 2458-0198 - ISSN-L 2458-0198
Impoverished
Poverty is a highly cherished entity.
No don't be surprised...cherished it is!
'Cause it satiates the urge for charity;
For many it's even a road to sanctity.
Here famine of thoughts and feelings
very gleefully display their ugly peelings!
Poverty's barren valley
is unscrupulously left to
rally,
all those deep seated
woes buried in its alley;
Woes mired in both kind
and creed
and are powerful enough
to make you weep!
But do you weep...?
At the perpetual
indifference,
showered with such deep
reverence?
Writ large in the eyes of your brethren?
Their pangs of hunger
have often made me wonder,
how do they muster such candor?
I can sense a seething volcano within;
A revolt, is what they're asking?
But being quiet amidst the disquiet
has been the gigantic bane
of this very vast human lane.
But poverty can even create trysts
wherever it comes to exist;
Yes, trysts with the mind
where poverty really thrives!
And my thoughts often glide,
on the wavy tides
of a poverty stricken mind....!
Like the deep dark cloak of night
when poverty enters the domain of mind,
leaving it impoverished,
making it appear malnourished,
evergreen thoughts then sound gibberish;
As if there never is a day after the night,
resemblant of a dark tunnel devoid of light.
It's a happening that happens in you
when poverty outgrows you!
India
Poverty creates a
dreamer,
the dreamer salvages the
achiever.
But an impoverished
mind
has an opium like bind,
that can only trample and
curtail your rise!!
Sujata Paul Megha
In Your Messy Hair
In Your Messy Hair
The poetries were composed
By you sitting under the mango tree,
I just stared at your messy hair
Which looked silky and carefree.
You tried to knot them with the clip
As they interrupted your writing
But in yonder I never wanted the same
For I could take myself far away seeing the
hair through my fancy weaving.
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