Domestic Shades 2 Poem by Indira Renganathan

Domestic Shades 2

Rating: 5.0


1
She's a lady of transition
Four houses, yes or no her own decision
Her absence brings in a chaos
Her presence makes a fracas..
Who else? my maid the great
Quality, punctuality remarkably ten percent
Washing the vessels useless
Sweeping and mopping hopeless
I cannot still reject her totally
Known devil is ever better truly
Carrying the election-gifts
Easily away from her works she drifts
Madam of possible politics
Possibly be the Mayor in sooner times

2
Milk-man! a seller of no quality
And a man of no punctuality
And hence today's milk I reserve
For tomorrows coffee to serve
Sometimes a messy haywire..
Milk curdled, awaiting the milkman in dire
For the fresh milk waiting and waiting..
So what, that man has no timing
's been totally annoying
I grumble about the government..
Treating the disloyal, imperfect with a betterment
As I grouch about the bitter
So do the people around here
As the milkman is a sample bitter
So are many more like variety- vendor
Scavenger and street sweeper
Improper creatures!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

lovely...another typical indian poem...brings out the indian shade

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am WONDER-STUCK aKKa :) Such a lucid and pithy flow of LIGHT on the normal acivities of life! Blessed AM I - for reading this poem -thambiShree

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Kesav Easwaran 31 January 2009

good shades...interesting to the reading eyes...10

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