'HARMONY' POEMS BY ZEENAT IQBAL HAKIMJEE, WHEATHER GENUINE CAUSE OF ANGER?

WHEATHER GENUINE CAUSE OF ANGER?

Enraged I stroll towards
The counter,
To involve myself in
A brutal encounter;
The salesman gave me rupees
Five less,
A gruesome mistake that
He should confess,
Was the well aware of it,
Or did the mistakingly did it,
Remains to be seen
Or is it
My frustration built in.

HARMONY' POEMS BY ZEENAT IQBAL HAKIMJEE, NO MORE TEARS

NO MORE TEARS

As you leave for greener pastures,
Tears flown down the cheeks at your departure.
The migrating bird flutters its wings,
Over for it, is the season to sing.
The Bentley turns round the corner
Disappears from sight, now and forever.
I shall miss your nudge and touch,
For our friendship others could vouch.
But since the ‘Sea of Gold’ is at a distance,
Leave for it right now, this instance.