Biscuits
Sudipta Mishra
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Sometimes crunchy and sometimes crispy
Often it drags my attention to its salty body
Also, it winks like naughty babies at my hungry conditions
By discarding sugary snacks, I often wonder to have savoury delights
Oh, I used to like star-shaped biscuits in sweet flavours
By adding a crunchy fervour to my life,
Often heart-shaped biscuits slip into my mouth
Sometimes hard and sometimes soft
Oh, biscuits, you add a myriad of hope in my greedy heart…
It’s the same biscuit that becomes a lifesaver in famine
It is the same one that is haunted by the deprived persons
Still, the outcasts crave for a packet of biscuits to fight for their naive desires
It’s the same biscuit, that a richer family throws to show off their fake concerns
Oh, Biscuits! You are the actual harbinger of joy and delight…
Let the poor and rich both extract the pleasure by having a tasty bite!!!
Sudipta Mishra
