Domestic Shades-23

In The Crowd

Once on a day of Aadi- discount sale
My daughters took me out for a purchase
Whereat I was moved and moved and lost
Amid the lunacy of the mob thronging over..
Like a lost child lost
Tearfully eyeing for my daughters..

Bonanza booed threatening to find my refuge
Outside the shop whence finally
Picked me up my peevish daughters
Pointing at me that I was mindless
Like my forsaken maid
They proposed thence ever to exclude petite little me

poem by Indira Renganathan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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