SOULLESS CELEBRATION

One occasion has ended,

But celebration was never suspended,

One has ended, another one began,

Littered around are empty bottles & cans.

A new job, new dream or new year,

Occasions to raise toast with wine or beer,

Dancing in meadows of life with abandon,

Till shouts are echoed in heaven's canyon.

For divorcing past and marrying present,

For an occasion of witnessing Eid's cresent,

To mark the birth of a God or mortal being, Calls for celebration when life's screaming.

Loud, bawdy & boisterous devoid of mirth,

Sans opening of heart & soul in full girth,

Reduced to occasions for showing off pelf,

Mere ruse for covering up shadowy self.

POETIC FLAVOURS