People Next Door -1 Poem by Subhas Chandra Chakra
People Next Door -1
I live next door,
Next to
The compound wall
Separating us.
I smell
the soup you cook
Every dinner.
I see
The bones you throw
Every lunch.
I hear
The music of utensils
Every day..
Yet my kids
feed on stale rice,
And stomach full of
Free water,
For I never lied
I never stole,
I never picked any stuff
That was not mine,
And I loved to remain as I am
I remained poor,
For I was a lover-
A lover of nature and
A true neighbour.
For I never lied I never stole, I never picked any stuff That was not mine, And I loved to remain as I am I remained poor, For I was a lover- A lover of nature and A true neighbour. Beautiful, sensitive. Great poem
I loved to remain as I am I remained poor, For I was a lover- A lover of nature and A true neighbour. Thank you for sharing this poem 10++++
Thank you Soumya for the beautiful words of encouragement.
And I loved to remain as I am I remained poor, For I was a lover- A lover of nature and A true neighbour.sir this line was very beautiful.thanks for shairing...10++++
Thank you Rajendra for the beautiful words of encouragement.
This is the MUS of life of Subhas Chakra.I enjoyed sir.Humble! 0++++++For the poem.
Thank you Sir for the beautiful words of encouragement and for the multistarred Zeros.
For I never lied I never stole, I never picked any stuff That was not mine, Nice poem sir, about a neighbour.
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Love and life! Facing the odds. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.