V P Mahur

(Apr 16,1964 / Siyana (UP) , Bulandshahr, India)

A Village Fair


One day I happened to visit
A village fair
And there I saw
The sight so new and rare
A snake charmer
Playing on his flute
And a snake dancing cute
A juggler showing magic
Both amusing and tragic
The shops full of sweets
Toys and balloons
The people who were wearing
Dhoti, kurta, shirts and pantaloons
Cows, horses, buffaloes, elephants,
Mules, camels and goats
Children with men and women
Buying chairs, tables and lots
Music, dance, drama and singing
The priests and pilgrims
Chanting and ringing
When I came back
With purees tasty and hot
Rest of the things I forgot

Submitted: Saturday, March 15, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, March 19, 2014

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Composed on March 15,2014.

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