Why it’s so only to me?
Why it’s so only to me
I was getting ready
To go to office
Dressed up
Reached dining table
For breakfast
I heard my wife
“The milk got spoilt
The bread got charred
Why it’s so only to me? ”
You were telling something
I asked my wife
“Just thinking something”
She said, making me realize
That I am now blessed
With the power of
Hearing what others think
“Why it’s so only me”
With this thought dominating
I stepped onto the road
I would not have made
Even 100 steps
I heard a voice
“My master is wonderful
He gets me anything
I can think of
But the problem is
He will not allow me
To piss on this good looking lamp post
Why it’s so only to me? ”
I saw a dog being guided
By an elderly gentleman
My sense is so sharp
It can decipher what animals
Can think
But again the puzzle
“Why it’s so only to me? ”
I reached the bus stop
I saw a middle aged lady
Running to catch
A bus already on the move
The door of the bus closed
And the bus left without her,
Who was gasping
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poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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