Dashing To Ashing

He stuck a fag between his lips,

Striking the lighter to it.
With red hot flames so apparent,
He seemed like a perfect addict.


He put on fire his part by part
Surrounding himself with smoke
Reducing life span with every puff
No longer was he a living bloke.

From dashing to ashing he turned himself
Striking his cigar in an awful grin...
He smelt like coal, polluting air
Carrying loads of ashes within.
                             ----  Rupali 

Did You Ever Notice

Have You Ever Thought
How Our Lives Would Be
How Hard Labourers Work
Did You Notice? Did You See?

Cement Loads Bend Their Backs
In Sweat Wet Clothes They Be
For Little Wages They Strive So hard
Did You Notice? Did You See?

They Clean The Sewage And The Tanks
In Foul Smell They Have To Be
To Fulfill Hunger What Not They Do
Did You Notice? Did You see?

They Clean The Garbage,Sweep The Roads
To Have A Bread And A Cup Of Tea
They Relax Under The Hot Sun
Did You Notice?Did You See?

In Every Field They Slog Hard
Making Things for Us Be Easy
Without Their Sweat Can You Imagine
How Difficult Life Would Be?

Every Work Is Honourable
Loving Life Makes Us Greedy
Like They Need us, We Need Them
Each One Of Us Is Needy

The Right Choice ?

A park full of creepers, caught my eye
They crept all over,oh my,my!

Over the bushes, under the trees
Trying to hold roots, moving with ease

Lack of guidance made them fall
However, wherever, they would crawl

I made up my mind and walked through them
Caught hold of each to strengthen their stem

Dug in moss sticks to show them a way
Support them to stand amidst all and sway

Satisfied, I let a sigh, happy with my hand
Thinking of my money plants who had the walls to stand

I stood at my doorsteps,What a sight was it!
They spread out on the walls trying to be fit

They crept all over making walls look green
In gardening my plants, was I being mean?

To give them their identity what can I do?
Would moss sticks be the right choice for my plants too?