A few friends put me upto this.
I sincerely feel one cannot know the true magnitude of poverty and its many aspects; despair, frustration and desire unless one experiences it. However my small attempt at understanding it.
Poverty
Wants and needs mingle
fuse , entwine, unite
at the sight of food.
yuck, bwack and vomit
to him seem manna.
Desires are shoved, needs attended to
pockets can stretch only so much.
I have little, I am happy
If though I can have more…
Frustration at being outmoded
Vertu prada and Gucci
unable to afford,
They call her poor.
10 comments:
Khoob bhalo kobita likeche tumi!
it was well written
wah wah insightful! Man I can never write liek this...
last one with prada n gucci was awesome!
last para rocked.....
cant u go a bit ahead ... i think this can b extended well !!!
Nice! Deep! A poor man's song for the rich to heed! Thought provoking! Could've been longer, but you the point across though.
Nice work, you have inspired me to write on this too!
@maami: dhonyobaad. tumi bangla bolchi?
@swatimala: thanks..was?
@max: thanks!:)
@fat gujju, karthik: i should og on more..the ending seems abrupt no?
@liberal:thanks but u dont need inspiration to write!
oh wow!!
Amazement, is the one emotion
I never get enough of
When I'm here.
Ok, that was not poetry but whatever! super!
New Age Poetry!
Encore!
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