[Poem] Rich | Nabapallab Deka

rich

He wanted to be rich.

He wanted to be rich so desperately, that he could do anything for it.

He wanted to be rich so that he did not have to think

Before spending the 100 rupees in his purse.

So that he did not have to bother being frugal,

About spending a little money on his favourite Biryani.

So that he did not have to ponder before going out with his friends.

He wanted to be rich.

So that he did not have to compromise with the clothes he bought,

With better quality of fabric – Polyester rather than Cotton.

He wanted to be rich so that he could go out with his girl.

He was worried,

He was worried about taking her to her favourite movies.

He wanted to be rich so that he could take her

To a fancy restaurant;

To buy her some flowers;

To gift her something worth her presence;

To travel in a far off land just to suprise her;

To feel the appreciation in her touch;

To see that look on her face.

He wanted to be rich.

He wanted to be rich so that he could

Gift his parents something on their anniversary,

Gift them the world if he could.

He wanted to be rich,

So that he could help the poor, help them cope.

Just help them all.

Yes, money is everything.

Money can buy anything, everything.

And he wanted to be rich.

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