A Big Short Story Poem by SALINI NAIR

A slow stroll feel
Yet a friction that prevail
Legs are so short
And it impede a long walk
But stomachs may calls from long
In a hurry that stretches to thee

Beside a lazy lady sat gently
Looks as if interrogates the existence
Costumes that match her beauty
Creations that contradicts some times
In a while she slips to nap on a chair
On a long way he marches to labor

Long steps covered in snoop
Long lift carries some crowd
He is the dictator of those up and downs
Among that rush a nap that fulfilled
Someone came to take her to palace
What she does is a few steps in long breathe

Humble way to work and eat
Feed someone in that stab
So as to conquer the slow facts
Hundred ways that opens in dark
Yet the laziness conquer in wealth
Shadow side that mum sometimes….

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