The rivers would flow without shutters;
The trees would be free from wood-cutters.
The leaves would wave to the wind;
With a sour flavour of tamarind.
There would be no black money;
But now it seems so funny.
The sea would go up and down;
Earth would finally wear a crown.
The raindrops would fall gently on the ground;
Nature would again resound.
There would be no rice to eat;
The plate would be free of wheat.
There would be no screams of horn;
Earth would be heaven till dawn.
But the city will never sleep;
And if it does, we can only weep.
-Prithwish Satpati
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If the CITY sleeps and other poems
Poetrydedicated to Akshita Satpathy (without whose support this wouldn't have been possible. ) This book contains short poems which are based on the problems and situations today's generation is facing in the day to day life. The first few poems here are...
