Sunday, October 1, 2023
PoetryFriendship - Ramlal Agarwal, Maharashtra

Friendship – Ramlal Agarwal, Maharashtra


- Advertisment -spot_img

Yes, we were Friends
He and I
Huddled together in a class
He admired my abilities
I, his enormous wealth
That was in the wake of adolescence
A sort of homosexual relationship

Later, he got me a job
I made it up as a prop
A sort of reciprocation

It blew hot and cold
For three score years
And then it burst
Fire and smoke
Both playing
Inconsolable King Lear

I stare in the void
And Ask
Was it worth it all


Please enter your comment!
Please enter your name here


Latest news

A night to remember

Stay up all night with me for once, I say Don’t complain we have work the very next day Step out...


“Wow, you look...” As soon as those words slipped from his mouth, he regretted conceding to a third drink...


One day when I'm dead I'll be alive is how they put it at church and Sunday School and sometimes I...

In Defence for Nature: The many hurdles of forest dwellers in Uttarakhand

“It is becoming increasingly difficult for us to carry on with our way of life,” Ghulam Nabi, a Van...
- Advertisement -spot_imgspot_img

“The farmers have overcome fear and have sown fear in the minds of our enemies to win this struggle”—AIKS leader, Vijoo Krishnan

During the last days of the Farmers protest at the borders of Delhi against the three farm bills introduced by the Union government, Sreerag PS, Associate Editor of Indian Ruminations spoke with All India Kisan Sabha (AIKS) leader Vijoo Krishnan about the deep rooted crisis faced by the farmers in the country.

If ever

If ever my shadows leave me, and I'll know that tomorrow it will, I will plant some mango trees for the people,...

Must read

A night to remember

Stay up all night with me for once, I...


“Wow, you look...” As soon as those words slipped...
- Advertisement -spot_imgspot_img

You might also likeRELATED
Recommended to you