Weeding Out Poem by Pallab Chaudhury

Only there's a way, no end….

Does peace reside next to the summit ahead?
Feeling sleepy as good as that of a night…

There's a talk in the air
And will continue…
The streets in and around are being
Absorbed by the smell of the sausage;
With slow music ON, on the cell-phone.

If there be no burn-up,
Calorie-storage leads to obesity.
The removal of sweat-of-the-common
From the history syllabus
Results to ample free-disc-space…

Abuse caused to the disappearance
Of tail of the orangutan.

Won't the time spared to meet good hopes
From the basic life weed out day by day?


(Dated: 02-10-2017) .