Morning


Pradipta Kumar Mohanty
Jharsuguda




The horizon obscures
by the shrouds of smoke
spurt from the funeral pyre
of a deceased
found in the nearby brewery.

A yell of scream
echoes in the air
as a mendicant
faces an attack of a hostile mob
for stealing a slice of loaf.

Really shocks
Alas ! Most people seem destitute
of common human feelings.

A gloss of revelry
spans across the ambient
as a new born little angle
brings an unprecedented bliss
for the family
next door.

But a craftsman beside
engrossed with his crafts
seems heedless
of all the happenings
in the morning.                       



The most important thing in life is not the triumph but the struggle. The essential thing is not to have conquered but to have fought well.
Pierre de Courbertin

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