JOY AND SORROW
The begum dashes by in -
- Her flashing car,
To meet a companion at -
- A destination afar.
At a meeting point
In a parlour,
Five boys voraciously
In a corner ice Cream devour,
The silk saris and golden bangles
Glittering in the light,
The high heels and the leather purses
Presenting a sight;
The beggar in his torn
and tattered assemblage,
Spreads out his palm
And asks for patronage.
The begum dashes by in -
- Her flashing car,
To meet a companion at -
- A destination afar.
At a meeting point
In a parlour,
Five boys voraciously
In a corner ice Cream devour,
The silk saris and golden bangles
Glittering in the light,
The high heels and the leather purses
Presenting a sight;
The beggar in his torn
and tattered assemblage,
Spreads out his palm
And asks for patronage.
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