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Palas Kumar Ray

(India)

Poverty-I


Lot of hunger and having no food is poverty,
Not having spare cloth to take bath is poverty,
Needing a shelter but not having one is poverty,
Child's sick but can not buy treatment, is poverty,
Fainting child dreaming a mouthful of rice is poverty
Searching warmth in cold flesh in winter nights, is poverty,
Sitting with umbrella on wetting bed in showering night, is poverty,
Thoughtful mother, two mouthful of rice and three children, is poverty,
An ill, deserted mother selling her child wishing it will survive, is poverty.
A defeated and despondent mother poisoning and killing her child is poverty,




© Palas Kumar Ray.All rights reserved.

Submitted: Thursday, July 31, 2008
Edited: Saturday, June 07, 2014

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  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (7/6/2014 3:51:00 AM)

    Poverty is a situation one have no the basic necessities to provide himself owing to his financial stringency and poverty is such a thing of sadness for a human being. A nice poem on poverty is created by the poet and it has became good (Report) Reply

  • Franklin Spetuxolo Lateta (5/9/2009 5:20:00 AM)

    The content of your poem is exciting and a lot of people need to understand the strategies of improving poverty. I'M HAPPY to see that even the poets are dedicated to help the world about expresing their feelings. Well done and keep on working very hard for this poor world. (Report) Reply

  • Mamta Agarwal (8/28/2008 9:32:00 PM)

    very powerful- obsevations of a compassionate soul. deeply felt and poignantly expressed. (Report) Reply

  • Kesav Easwaran (8/8/2008 12:20:00 PM)

    line # 8 is a 'povertic' nay poetric beauty...poverty is in progression with poetry from line # 1 to line # 10...good poe'trick'...palas! (Report) Reply

  • Rema Prasanna (8/2/2008 12:13:00 PM)

    you turned realistic.. and expressed two shades of poverty.. excellent.10 from me

    Rema (Report) Reply

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