HASNAIN AAQIB

Rookie (8th July 1971 / Akola)

Hunger - Poem by HASNAIN AAQIB

Hunger, whenever this bloody monster calls

Reasoned by poverty or or good time's sudden falls



None can dodge this towered inferno's palm

When the belly-pipes scream, out of twistig spasm

Legs tremble, prudence dances with body's every part

Lifeles, eager, lying on concious's faining cart.



When hunger strikes, none on earth fairly cares

For even post, and equals the level of street beggers

It less differs a man from a little crying child

And draws behind being to go crazy and wild.

His empire, a great king can towards it hurl

To exchange a loaf and make a timely curl.



Lo, friend, hunger only can coward rival

A thousand virtues, to assure its own survival.



Hasain Aaqib


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  • Silver Star - 3,288 Points Lorraine Colon (7/28/2013 1:01:00 PM)

    No person on this earth should have to endure extreme hunger, not with all the food and wealth available in the world. If there is a divine judgement awaiting us, how will it be explained? What excuses will be presented? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, July 26, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, July 29, 2013


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