A Beggar Maid Poem by lalitha iyer
A Beggar Maid
beg me for life
to the unseen one
beg me for living spirit
to the invisible sight
he gave me coins
in golden lustre
he gave me children
with giggle and twitter
he gave me a mum
who filled life with sun
he gave me a pa
who transformed truths into ribbons
he gave me voice
to cheer up my glooms
he gave me ears
to listen to lovely tunes
he gave me beauty
to admire others
he gave me health
to enjoy full wealth
yet when my mum died
I was left all alone;
when my loved ones cried
I donno how to cheer them with pride
when I looked into the things
that he gave with abundant wings
i learnt that he reserved the inthings
the bubbling spirit, the dominant zing.............
‘beg me for life to the unseen one beg me for living spirit to the invisible sight’ ~ The Great Indian Poet R.N.Tagore [Noble Laureate] wrote, ‘Give light to blind/ Give life to dead’ …excellent diction…. congrats for sharing Sir Ms. Nivedita UK 10/10
Lots of gifts. Wonderful. I think care is the most wonderful of gifts. Like knowing the other side of love.
And the wind will blow through our bones touch the sky and move the sand to cover what once were our eye's.. and still we rise.. iip
Very insightful and thanksgiving poem and sad expressions.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 11:46:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
This is beautiful........Hard reality of life....every thing that is given shall be taken back one day