Sankhajit Bhattacharjee Poem 240

Scientific Research Fellow in University of Wisconsin, Milwaukee

A Model

Once my parents and brothers

begged on the streets of a metropolitan city.

I also begged with them-

I had one extra advantage- my beauty.

When I was seventeen,

a good man's help I got.

Though I became a sophisticated entertainer,

I achieved fame and money a lot.

I rescued my family,

many beggars received my help.

From beggar I turned into a model

without forgetting about myself.

That good man is my husband-

he loves me, exploits me too:

very recently I have become mother...

Happy women like me are few!

Comments

Misbah Sheikh from The World of Poets on June 29, 2021:

It's important not to lose sight of who we were previously. People who keep their feet on the ground mostly touches the sky. We must be grateful at all times.

Blessings to you!

Umesh Chandra Bhatt from Kharghar, Navi Mumbai, India on June 29, 2021:

Well composed. Effective poetry.