THE NIGHT

This poem is about the youth who are taking selfies and pics of the incidents and post it on their social networking sites.

THE NIGHT

The downhearted night,

Moon is radiating bright,

I am at door,

Thinking about shore.

Hearkening to the urge,

Of the old lady,

Yearning to save ,

Her submerging son.

Cursing to the youth,

 Who are taking selfies, 

Booning to the guard,

Who saved her son.

                      - Prateek Kumar Rai

Reviews

[Efxaris Arampatzi]

Your poem paints a vivid contrast between selfishness and heroism. I love the line "Cursing to the youth, Who are taking selfies, Booning to the guard," as it captures the emotional depth perfectly. The imagery of the night adds a reflective tone. This is such a lovely poem!