Just another day

Is it just another day when you are caught on the roads in heavy rains?

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Just another day, that is what we  say,
Cars are packed on roads, traffic jams whole day,
Everywhere you go, signals on the blink,
During rainy days, how the roads do shrink,
This is Bombay life, welcome to our way

People are fighting for the right of way,
There is so much noise, can’t hear what they say,
Roll the windows up, God! how garbage stinks,
Just another day

Sky is full of clouds painted in dark gray,
If you are stuck on roads, you can only pray,
Umbrellas in bloom -black, blue, red and pink,
Into potholes now, people’s cars will sink,
On the passersby water cars do spray,
Just another day


PS: This is a rondeau written about the Bombay monsoon. As some of you would have guessed, the rondeau  consists of 15 lines in three stanzas split into 5 lines/4lines and 6 lines.

The first half of the first line becomes the refrain that repeats  at the end of second and third stanzas.

 

Rhyming Riddle

The Society of Classical Poets held a Rhyming Riddle Contest recently.My poem  titled “One or two” was featured under  the ‘honourable mentions’ column.

If you want to check the original page it is here

I am giving below the poem itself

 

One or two

 

My name means two things that you get to see

You consume one, the other consumes you,

As far apart as the sky from the sea,

A part of your daily life are these two

 

One causes addiction, another cures,

Their forms and functions are different too,

One gives you protection from illness sure,

Other-knowledge and entertainment too.

 

From the attacks of illness one screens you

One a screen that takes you to another world

One is given by doctors to help you,

One is bought in vanity truth be told.

 

You can’t live without one is what you think

And the other keeps your health in the pink