A Strange Peddler Poem by Amitava Sur

A Strange Peddler

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I'm a strange street peddler,
vending my variety of goods
I do sell my collections -
By roaming in the streets and lanes.

Loads of articles I brought today -
Keeping them in those big round trays.
Laughter, song and emotions -
Along with pleasure and fun to enjoy.
I brought handful of entertainment
With love, lust and joy.
Sorrows, pains and tears even
I brought but kept in a corner.
Cheer up and buy them now
You cherish them with full blast.
Because tomorrow you won't get them again
Even if you wish to have.

Hello guys, can you hear -
My today's vending is ended here.
Let me say a good bye to you,
Calling it a day thanking all of you.

A very strange peddler I am-
Isn't that you all feel?
Do you want to know my name?
Well; .... TIME is my name.
I move in one direction only
never, I retreat.
Once I depart and go away-
Will never come again.
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Amitava (16.10.2014)



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Thursday, January 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: time
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Valsa George 17 January 2014

Till the end, I had no clue of who that strange hawker was! ! A very interesting and meaningful write on Time, Amitava! ! Enjoyed! !

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Rubab Atwal 19 January 2014

a very engrossing and thoughtful write...enjoyed it

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S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 07 April 2015

A creative poem on time written in a unique way mind blowing on the personification. Kudos. Great to read u again.

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Roseann Shawiak 09 October 2014

Very puzzling until the end when you revealed yourself the peddler of time! Great imagery, a dramatic ending to a wonderful poem. Once I knew it was time doing the peddling, everything fell into place. Smart, ingenious a mystery poem in it's beginning, the ending blooming into a realization of what you were referring to! Thank you, Amitava, another interesting and thought provoking poem! ! Love it! RoseAnn

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Patricia Grantham 25 March 2014

A very beautiful and thoughtfully written poem. Time has all the power, goods and values. No one can control it. It goes about stealing and peddling whatever it can. Use it wisely. Very inspiring indeed.

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Tirupathi Chandrupatla 19 March 2014

Time the peddler selling all emotions and feelings. Beautiful poem with nice expressions. Thank you.

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Shahzia Batool 20 January 2014

Your poems have poetic merits especially the personification, imagery, and dramatic elements! a deep poem about time!

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