I am child of a poor.
i ask for no delicious dishes,
i enjoy my dry bread.
i ask for no branded clothes,
m satisfied with old and ragged.
i ask for no toys,
i play with myself.
i ask for no mattress,
i sleep on ground.
i ask for no comforts,
i have most of my needs.
i ask for no entertainment
i get amusement in nature.
i am child of a poor
i don't ask for much..
all i ask is education and safety.
even that i don't get.
'I am child of a poor. i ask for no delicious dishes, i enjoy my dry bread i ask for no branded clothes, m satisfied with old and ragged.' Yes very heartrending poem. Good flow of thought. the above lines are very moving. It's very sad to know there poor children who don't get minimum facilities. I congratulate you for selecting an universal theme. Cheers for the poetess!
my dheedhii, , , really touching poem, , , go on, , , seems that u have a definite cause for writing, , , really loved this poem, , , v have a lot of such poor kids around us, towards whom most of us are blind, , , , when will things take a good shape? ? ? , , , it's all troubling me too, , , , anyway hats off to u dheedhiiii
yes u are the child of poor but u hav a rich heart miss u a lot
Wow. that's an understatement, but all i can think of to explain it, that and mind blowing that is sad.
What pity! The child of India has attained sainthood and just asking for education. This class disparity should be abolished. Education is a birth right! Awakening poem.
interesting poem. a little stunned to see such a poem. really gets me thinking on how much (me) and other people take advantage of what we have alrdy. we dont give, those who need it but dont ask for, second thought. nicely writ Ur friend Bella
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Expression of inner feelings which takes the readers to the harsh realities of life. Well written, well expressed.