O the poet, the sensitive fellow
Minister of lyrics, sweet and mellow
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Seer for young and peer for old
Painter of moon and the sun gold
You depicted the worlds unseen
Shapes of people with brush keen
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Have you ever tried to take a look?
On dry tears that made a hook
Those blind eyes wanting in sight
Deprived of every single birth right
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In this world of lust and wealth
Are ever sick deprived of health
Have you tried to ever cast
A cursory look at his past
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Was he not like that child?
Who was tender innocent and mild?
Who grew old with silver spoon?
Who was able to play with moon?
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He grew old in such circumstances
That had not afford much instances
To become rich and opulent
Even opportunity was opponent
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Or his cast color and creed
Oblige him to be inferior breed
Or his nationality makes him so
That he is living only to bow
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Look around please and write something
That could toll and in the ears ring
Those who have monopolized earth
And are hungry to snatch mirth
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this is nice to read becoz of its rhyming words, , the contents are also best fitted for the title..this is great..pleasant to the eyes of readers, , naizz
Fantastic flows of poetic verse, dance along fizzy lines that bubble up with soul, nice penning
It was very interesting, but in a good way, it made you think. Though I thought some of the rhyming sounded forced, but it was still a very nice poem. I have never really written with rhyme because I always struggle to make ends meet. Keep up the good work! ~Cheers
Socialism means equal distribution of wealth to all, but unfortunately today it means equal distribution of wants and not of wealth. Everyone is in wants, whether rich or poor. The sky is the limit for wants.
very nice poem...the choice of words..the flow and the context are all v nice the rhymes work very well liked
Lovely, touchy poem with an appeal in the last stanza with a lot of? ? My 10 for it with love.
a deep cry for all the deprived souls..an earnest plea to the poet community to spread the word on these social atrocities
Dear Akram, A thought provoking and heart touching poem.This is an area to which people in affluence do not give any importance.Thank you for highlighting the miseries and woes of the people.please keep it up.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
superb diction and clear fluid poem there is this rebellious streak here too but poets are after all sensitive thinking creatures that feed on the circumstance chew and brew... very very nice cheers...10