One bowl of rice
I offer for the kites
One bowl for begging
Other for rich spice
One bowl of china
For culinary delights
One bowl for fear
of teardrops in the night
One bowl for the soul
One for the flies
One bowl for the dying
One for life
One that must conquer
The cup of woe & strife.
July 2010 Hyderabad India
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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