Prose Poetics-9 Poem by Indira Renganathan

Prose Poetics-9



Stealing flowers
Without the plant
Itself knowing...
I've seen it
Happening in
Many independent
Houses here
Even the respectable do
Jogging, walking, stealing
In early dawn-hours
So too many common folks

Surprisingly it's a shock
Occurring even in 'apartments'
The whole horticulture is stolen
None other than
The blind watchman supporting
I heard it's common
In apartments everywhere
'So what' you ask?
Just my agony..

Friday, March 11, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: social
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