Please Speak My Friend. Poem by Subhadip Bhattacharya

I wants to speak my mind, but
It is as if objected in this twenty first century.
Except speaking of work and money.
It is as if become a fashion now.
So people sit in restaurants
Speaking fashionably about what
Needs to be done in workplace.
And how he made some money.
Then going through smartphones
While keeping quiet without a conversation.
Doing this and that, then
Leave with a sigh
Because so many things remain untold.
How he struggled for sleep last night
And how he quickly adjusted his lunch time.
Is the world going to end with this note?
Probably not.