Bounty

by Ananya S. Guha / September 18th, 2016

There are couches where cats lie
and houses in which men die
there are bedraggled saints and
saintly sinners
All is a lie
there are corporations which
entangle mafia mists
take art and literature
to the rich
there are festivals galore
to make selling allure
all this happens when personalities
with the buck
run amuck
to create a world where the needy
live in perfect tandem with the greedy.
I am not talking of any one country
But operators who are in bounty.

Ananya S Guha lives in Shillong in North East India, where he was born and brought up. He has been writing and publishing his poetry for the last forty years. His poetry has been published in both electronic and print formats such as: Indian Literature, Other Voices, Osprey Journal, Glasgow Review, The Literary Nest, Up The Staircase, Asia Writes, Art Arena, Praxis Online, Muse India, Your One Phone Call, In Between Hangovers, The Peeking Cat Magazine, Post Colonial Text among others. He has also written widely on educational and social matters. He has ten collections of poetry and his poetry has been anthologized in various collections of Indian poetry in English. He holds a doctoral on the novels of William Golding. Read other articles by Ananya S..

This article was posted on Sunday, September 18th, 2016 at 8:01am and is filed under Poetry.