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Life of a Modern Man (A Poetry)

Sunrise through the curtain,
The world, yawning to a life.
Though the day is uncertain,
Its night will cut like a knife.

This pencil which draws mansions,
Went to sleep at five.
Now it’s seven and no pretensions
Will help until it stays alive.

These papers were hurt badly
Till the sharpness turned blunt,
And now the wounds are staring sadly,
For today, the rest parts will be hunt.

These walls have forgotten my face,
They ran to bite me last night.
But I don’t dare to give up this race,
Though my home is loosing my sight.

Some close ones are far
Waiting for my welcome.
But my life is a fading star,
Oh! The sun is about to come.

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My life is like a fading star,
Oh! The sun is about to come.

About the Poem “Life of a Modern Man”

The poem is a satire on modern life. We work till morning, stay awake at night. Modern men has forgotten to live, we just exist.

I have started the poem with a man who is about to welcome a new day. But like most of us, he also hates mornings. He gives examples of the hardships of pencil and paper. But actually, he indirectly expresses his own problems.

I’ve ended the poem with a stanza where the man is expressing himself. The man says that his loved ones are very far. He can’t go back to his home because he lacks the courage. Modern men dare not give up the race.

I think I am explaining too much. It will make you loose interest in the lines. But I must explain the closing line.

This man was expressing his grief. But suddenly, he remembers that it’s late again and the morning is about to come.

Being modern men, we all live like this. We neither dare to take risk, nor can we enjoy the hardships. Don’t you think so?

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Mistella ❤️

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