That Woman, I Meet Now A Days Poem by Sumita Jetley

That Woman, I Meet Now A Days



i, as an individual do not wink a blink
at any occupation
for the living
you have to do 'my dear' something

i agree

but day by day i am becoming more like
what next

people are not machines
for the sake of heaven's
they are the human beings

can't i hold their hands in my hands
sit with them
quietly

what, possibly can go wrong?

Saturday, February 3, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: thoughts
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people may change in my plots but questions unchanged
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