Village (Poetry)
The sweetness that I brought from the village
The city has been a few days,
now it is bitter cucumber.
Then barefoot was cold in the sun
Now even stay in shoes
Then the smell used to sweat
Today perfumes also trick clothes
The free laughter which I brought from the village
Now unnamed chains have come
Dangling in the ponds,
we used to go to Shower
Now mirrors also do not punish us
The flowers we took in our hands
Books made as soon as they come to cities
Little sesame I brought from village
There is now a mesh-dominated spider on the face
Then the abuse also seemed to be a folk song
Now sure also looked cheating
Then I thought of silence till the veil
Now no noise has even told its meaning
I brought memories from the village
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