The tall,
Dark brown man,
Clad in a white kurta,
And a dhoti,
With a decorated,
Round topi,
On his head,
A prayer bell in his hand,
A lone man,
On the wide streets,
Of Mumbai,
Chants,
Hymns of God,
In a very strong,
Sharp voice,
Which reverberates across the,
Streets,
A large,
Number of population.
Who get tempted,
To peep,
Out of their,
AC bedrooms,
And French windows,
And leaves,
Them enthralled.
© Srishti Sharm
” Street Singer ” is a well observed work in , what might be called , poetic Pointillism.
[ Editorial footnote ] The author might care to consider the following errata.
1) Should it not read, ” air conditioned ” rather than AC bedrooms ?
2) ” And leaves, Them enthralled ” ?
Thank you Louis Kasatkin sir. I will take care the next time.
A delightful read
Thanks a lot Gopal sir.
Outstanding and exquisite write.. A good creation.
Thanks a lot Sir.
observant work
Thanks a lot Madam.