The Household Poem by Arpita Sud
The Household
In the realm of the household
Wreckage need to be fixed
Almost every other day
When a washing machine breaks down
Or when the purifier calls it a day
Quite so often the pipes leak
Often enough the hot water
Has its elemental problem
And when all is fixed,
Restored, controlled,
The wreckage of human life
Need repair.
Wednesday, April 4, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: miscellaneous
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