Poem Stories
Be Not Proud A long life was lived, adventures, events Births, marriages, failures, triumphs Family and professional. The Life Test slipped by, you never took it. The Test of Loss, Death in the face, Holding it in your arms watching Life turn lifeless Succour a survivor at the moment breath left. Nay? Missed the Rites of passage To test Humanhood? Be not proud. ------------------- A Unique Couple They made a unique couple, a policewoman and a journalist She so glamorous, he so stodgy Lugging her bag and paraphernalia. She of the large round face, the ready smile Obvious makeup, that glitzy sari! He sober in corporate shirt and a bulgy belly. Actually, it should have been the opposite Her hail-fellow-well-met persona ideal to niggle out Juicy bits from unwary tongues. While the stodgy gent so lent itself To the seniority of a Babu! ---------- A Hair Story Once upon a time, she loved her hair Oiled ...