Any Thing for the Essentials - A Poem by Venkatesh M.R.

Searching for the light in the dark

Like in the night with hope to awake

As in each beginning of dawn

For most people in this world it is not fun.

 

The shoulders are drooped with weight of darkness

And praying in the sanctum for Angel to bless

For not all the gold in this world

But to soothe our bodies from anger of hunger.

 

So empty streets could filled with life

With dreams of people taking shape

As without the bare essentials

It is like ship is sailing without sails.