Cheers! Poem by Pranab K Chakraborty

nice rain was there
a face melted with tears
a dog no choice barked
by his passion
and no mud water simply
overwhelmed the drains
to overflow all discharge
it carry all day and night long

rain was nice but not we smell
childhood days its chaotic beauty
verified always by our parents
if dropped any rhythm without
recommendation means violence
we did repeatedly just to establish
joy of kicking out the sanctioned sin
everybody practice with maintained
curtain to demonstrate legacy of
roasted pig and goose and chick and
not known how far the crippling credibility
invite us to drink and to piss on arena
where our multi leveled thrashing diction
made to kneel the kinetic binary of
ridiculous rift of world and its potent
masculinity away from living by charity

Pranab k c
13/08/2025