Observer

a poem by Parthap Ratim Banerjee

Bed tea, ready breakfast, hot water for bath, ironed cloths
All dreams like this refused to stay with me

I say, I am dirty from head to toe
Match the content from the row

Naked eye may cheat you then
Take a safe route may be memory lane

Busy road, heavy traffic, traffic signals,
Boss and his secretary, whole day in the office

No good lunch, no special treat, no kabab corner
I am dull, whole day count lines like an observer

Back home tired, back home fatigued-sleepy
Eat man eat, why are you hesitating!
Move man move, why are you waiting!
Search man search, search your friend
Who once drew an attractive gypsy

Bed tea, ironed cloths, office time, dinner
But just wait for a friend, be an observer