Penny-Δεκάρα Poem by Kostas Lagos

Penny-Δεκάρα

Rating: 3.0


See those wandering souls

torturing under a fiery rain

they never gave to the poor a nickel

so left they were with no penny for the Ferryman



Δες εκείνες τις περιπλανώμενες ψυχές

να βασανίζονται κάτω από μια πύρινη βροχή

δεν έδωσαν ένα κέρμα στο φτωχό

έτσι δεν τους έμεινε για τον Βαρκάρη μια δεκάρα

Thursday, January 24, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: cruelty,death,justice
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Prabir Gayen 30 January 2019

Very poetic is this poem....fine write...dear poet...

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Kostas Lagos 30 January 2019

Thanks a lot Prabir

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Akhtar Jawad 30 January 2019

Death is the leveller, we must be kind to the needy persons.

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Kostas Lagos 30 January 2019

Exactly my friend! Thanks for the feedback!

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Dr Dillip K Swain 26 January 2019

Your short works are highly expressive! Brilliantly penned my friend...10

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Kostas Lagos 27 January 2019

I have no words to thank Dr Swain

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Muzahidul Reza 24 January 2019

so left they were with no penny for the Ferryman, greatly penned, thanks for sharing

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Kostas Lagos 26 January 2019

Thanks Muzahidul!

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