His appetite is ravenous.
A heavy eater, gulps
what is served, grabs
what is not offered,
That which is in his plate
goes down the gullet,
in no time, Eyes his
neighbour’s plate,
neither does he leave
his siblings in peace, picks
what is available
thrusts into his mouth.
Aghast at his devilish
hunger, I look at him
with an awkward awe,
Like to ask, Is that enough?
He rolls with his tummy full
belching nonstop, Picturing
the man’s hunger as a pretense
to his avariciousness.
He turns uncontrollable, loots,
cheats, pulls and pushes
fretting for more money,
‘More and more’ is the mantra
never does he gets satiated.
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Meenas Poems 