Now a days prices of every thing is increasing
When we go to bazar, things are gazing
When we listen prices, our mind is begin to freezing
We think, It has been teasing
HOme budget is exceding
Looks like someone is seizing
Basic needs of man decreasing
We are quiet, watch proceeding
I think this is a bomb of dearness
It is blazing us wth rage
We shuold understand that swift age
we are living with very small wage
To decrease population, there are many ways
May be we have to engage the sun rays
We should search alternate source of flour and maize
Are some one closing in a cage
Have we found anyway to survive
Let the soul easy to live
We wish to live with in our hive
Is the world aware for such strive
may 8,2208.
abdul razaq
dearness is fairness, to tell people of latest hiccups.good piece razak.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Price rise is a concern that we too in India share.Nice poem on the hardship a common man faces.