The Concerns Poem by Prem Nizar Hameed

The demand of golden ornaments
Is skyrocketing;
And the demand of golden love
Is nosediving;
To whomsoever it may concern
Is not concerned at all!
For whom I should write
Is a great concern for me;
So I decided to stop writing.

Sitting without writing anything
Is another concern for me to cope with;
Since the concerns work under depression,
Why should I go behind the concerns?
So, I take on depression, the master,
To deter its transgression by writing!