I guess you could call this my form of poetry.

A poem about todays economic climate…

My weekly allowance was a quarter. Oh, my brothers and sister and I looked so forward to that day of the week.

Federal Reserve Vice Chairman Janet Yellen defended the central bank’s asset purchases, saying they will add three million jobs to private payrolls and have prevented the country from slipping into deflation.

A fun poem, but not funny really.It is a hard economy.

आज बाज़ार में सभी वस्तुओ के दाम आसमान छु रहे है.
उस पर यह व्यंग कविता है.

When we are pick-pocketed by our government.

Faltering economic times in the wish granting business.

A declaration for those blind to pain of the mind.

A poem depicting day-to-day life in Brussels’ 17th century-built Grand Place in 1929, based on an art print.