Just at the boredom of routine heaviness

I happened to transcend to the streets of bitter life

Some shampled cries penetrated my senses

Amidst the chaos of sharpening scowls

Bartering the values of self owned valuables

Bargains leading to standardised dime-a-dozen

Chilled a cry, bundled in a begger woman’s waist

Swallowing the sweat of thirst, a shabby soul

A mayhem meander’s ragged rugs I smelled

Drinking hot sun remonstrating in indolence

An insane, in insolent gestures babbling

Discordant abuses splitting the nerves

Slogans raised, curses hurdled in monosyllables

Street kids in mud-clad trousers pelting stones

The old, burdened chests trapped in living souls

The multi-facial lives caught in a lively canvas

The procession of the realities of true life

Flashed one after other , my heart rued

What I read and learnt in lecture halls

fall to bits, scatter as barren bits traded off.

The wisdom kindled in me , enlightened,

to the real upheavals of life, stimulated

I urged to leap out to the controversial world

Expedited with an enthralled will.