As I carried a glass of hot milk at night,
I believe has Tryptophan, helps sleep tight.
Passed by his door slightly ajar, hand on mouse
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Be glad for small mercies: its just a mouse trap. What if it were a woman fluttering her eye lids on his lap Why care who sits on his lap and where his hands are, In mock exasperation we chortled in the lounge bar.. You have built up a most possible modern urban life scene in your absorbimg write Mamta...the words in the quoted lines are truely womanly naive...
Reasons can be many for concluding into actions A glance ahead, is much of help for all its reactions We just can't live with actions, they are just iterations. To live a full life, we need a lot of evaluations. Dear poet, this write could be read just in one go Entire scene is just enacted before the readers eyes. Its a different tone from you this time.
interesting incident in an interesting format..keeps the read crispy...well the world invents reasons for divorce..a space and time for everything will keep the frustration off..a good narration mam
narration of a nice story, mamta, ....full of dramatic moments n movements.... but, i wonder at the concluding portion.....is it honestly feeling of freedom or frustration, dear? ? ? anyway, i enjoyed this n thanks for sharing....
lolzzzz mamta ji...superb video....cd post it on utube...! ! ! but be blessed and find comfort in the fact that this goes on all over the globe.... iam waiting for my call any time now.... indeed....the waxing and waning of the moon has cycles...all through our ages u r strong....chk out the ice cream....sure delicious... hv a great day cheers & ten
You have used the 'dramatic monologue' very effectively Mamta to make a point in this interesting and very topical poem.....such are the vicissitudes of modern urban life