CHOUDHURI SUKUMAR

Rookie - 85 Points (14th January 1962 / Balarampur Village in the District of Purulia in West Bengal.)

Hunger - Poem by CHOUDHURI SUKUMAR

With our heads down
we used to make paper bags
under the stooping, hot, tiled roof
the bags used to pile up
into a small hillock

When we got tired, sometimes
mother would serve us tea with joggery
Sipping the tea, at times
ny eyes got obsured with vapour

I sam in front of my eyes
a huge mountain
as big as our inconsiderate hunger
Amd I saw
the bellies of my little siblings
shrinking day by day
like those empty paper pouches

and mother would say
Finish it quickly, my child
else the shop closes down







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khide
tr: kamalesh banerjee

khide

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 8, 2004



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