Unveiling the Hidden Struggles Beneath Sports Day Cheers: A Poem That Shatters the Surface by P.K. Deb
Isn’t it curious how an annual village sports day can momentarily flip the harsh script of everyday toil into a fleeting carnival of joy? This poem draws us into a world where the shackles of exploitation loosen just for a day, allowing suppressed hearts to bloom and weary smiles to resurface. But have you ever wondered—how sincere is this brief respite when the return of oppression is as certain as the setting sun? The contrast between the temporary playground freedoms and the looming struggles beyond the finish line is as poignant as it is unsettling. Dive in with me as we unravel the bittersweet rhythm of celebration overshadowed by the grim reality lurking just ‘til tomorrow.
Hip- hip- hurray–
The suppressed hearts must bloom today
as the bloodless lips get back their lost smiles,
Let’s play, the annual village sports day is on today.
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