I Bear These For Years

Lost in the world of

Events and forecasts,

Depictions of present

And chronicles of the past,

Fashion and glamour,

Passion and valour,

The daily businesses,

Advertising and sales,

Shares and investors,

The oppressed and the oppressors,

And fed up of the tales of

The deeds demonic,

Diseases acute and chronic,

I was searching for some humour

In the section of politics,

In the puzzles and comics,

In the amazing facts

and editorial thoughts.

Bemused by my reactions

And the clueless actions

The owner of the world -

The humble Newspaper

Chuckled and whispered in my ears,

"You look hacked off

To find these daily

And I bear these for years."