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    The poem describes the last moments of a man's life. As his factory shuts down permanently, leaving him without a job, money lenders have taken what little money he had left. With a family to support and no one to turn to for help, he lights his last cigarette in despair. As he walks blindly down the road, lost in thought, a speeding bus hits and kills him, ending his suffering. With his final breath, he takes one last puff of his cigarette before dying in silence.

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    The poem describes the last moments of a man's life. As his factory shuts down permanently, leaving him without a job, money lenders have taken what little money he had left. With a family to support and no one to turn to for help, he lights his last cigarette in despair. As he walks blindly down the road, lost in thought, a speeding bus hits and kills him, ending his suffering. With his final breath, he takes one last puff of his cigarette before dying in silence.

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    NEW ACADEMIA: An International Journal of English Language, Literature and Literary Theory

    Online ISSN 2347-2073 Vol. X, Issue IV, Oct. 2021


    (Peer Reviewed and Refereed Journal)

    Poetry Section
    THE LAST PUFF

    -Shaswata Sengupta

    As the gates of the factory drew back,

    There emerged a man, covered in black.

    The mill, the oldest in the industrial town,

    Would permanently throw its shutters down.

    In the way of savings, a little he had at best…

    Money-lenders had swallowed the rest.

    As he lit a bidi, in his mind unfurled,

    Unvented wrath against a dead God’s world.

    A family of four he had to feed.

    Whom could he turn to in his hour of need?

    He, like his peers, had been a goat at scape.

    His mind now desperate for escape…

    Bidding adieu to his strife-stricken mind,

    He trudged along, mindlessly blind…

    A bus hurtling along in a racing spree,

    Rushed upon him to set him free…

    With his last breath, one final time he puffed.

    The rest was silence as his misery was snuffed.

    (Shaswata Sengupta, Maulana Abul Kalam Azad University of Technology, West Bengal shaswatasengupta@gmail.com)

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