I felt from inside
And observed
That we live in imagery world
Totally unrealistic fold
What is use?
When we refuse
To accept
And act
People suffer in large way
We can't run away
From reality to unnatural happenings
This can be considered as lost inning
Why not we paint sufferings?
In its real for with some offerings
Real ways to overcome
Or arouse feelings to welcome
We talk of dews
That can be liked by few
The peasants and labors worry for meal
Where as we poet feel it unreal
Poet must express in favor
For the people who are fighting for honor
Care for survival
And die In a way to be called as unusual
Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. E.K.L.
Interesting poem Emily Jones23 minutes ago Overall quite captivating. Comment
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Yes it is a great. i appreciate it much.