Poverty Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey
Poverty
Poverty,
What is poverty,
I know it?
The moon shining through
The patches
of the straw-thatched cottage.
Poverty,
I know it,
What is poverty.
Poverty can make you
Weep internally,
Poverty is but the second name of misery.
Sunday, October 29, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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4/25/2024 6:06:55 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Poverty can make you weep internally! Hitting the nail on the head. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.