Theme: Bed
Bread
by Aparna Chatterjee
In these cold Dreary winters You don’t feel like Getting out of bed But you know That you have to If you want to Earn your own Bread. So you rise up And go to work. Your lethargy… You shed! Lest the dread of Becoming a jobless Homeless starts Plaguing your Head!
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Comments on this Poem Very true !! Bread activates us - strange but true. Nice one ! Bharat Mehru 27-Jan-2013 11:28 AM Aparnaji, Go ahead! Kulbir 27-Jan-2013 11:08 AM