From the deep, dark, ghetto of my heart
Innocence was swollen
Attraction creeped
Love, affection peered
Envy with its burning neared.
From the deep, dark,ghetto of my heart
There was affiliation to feats, degrees, posts
Prestige, dignity, self esteem reached its climax
Greed swirled itself unbridled ardently
Escalated minutely but didn't tend to lose its business like strategy-
From the deep, dark,ghetto of my heart
Ego itself percolated down the 'Gehiren' to the feet
Itself's no fault or permission but the prerequisites to it warmly greeted
Anger that's superior to all marched ahead like a monarch ...
Forgot its true worth and will descend only on to the grave
From the deep, dark,ghetto of my heart
They appear all within some spur
And finally will perish to dust without eternal impression
In life how majestically royally rode ...
After death noble feasts at the worms abode.
Ms Gargi Saha, Israel
Last Modified on: 05-12-2018