O peasants and farmers
You are real sufferers
We always see you toiling
In open field and sowing
The wind is favorable
The rainfall is troublesome
Weather is playing hide and seek
You are always poor and weak
You are semi starved
Always kept faith and believed
But nothing proved fruitful
You were always forced to remain scornful
Markets are full of vegetables
Food grain stock is also available
But where is suitable remuneration?
It is suffering alone with addition
The sky is empty and hollow
So the earth won’t allow
to plough and take more harvest
As there remains nature’s cruel test
Labor and hard work is the only option
No one wants to look at our frustration
Please alleviate our sufferings
and assist with reasonable offerings
nice vanessa hoard9 minutes ago I'm not into these types of poems, but it was nice
Very real. The struggle of farmers and their toiling. The uncontrollable climate and weather which makes or breaks them and their source of income and living. Great work! 28 minutes ago by Bex Schwag
nice vanessa hoard9 minutes ago I'm not into these types of poems, but it was nice
I love it Amber West13 minutes ago I love your poem Comment +1
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
O peasants and farmers You are real sufferers